In terms of control and conceit, those two men have something in common.

He has no one to control, and she has no one to do it.

How to compromise?

Dr. Zhao didn't remember what time You Xuan came out of the operating room, and woke up and asked Dr. Zhao where he wanted the dog to go and to remove the scar.

Her face was pale and weak, how could she ever see such a dazzling You Xuan, for the first time.

It's just that Dr. Zhao didn't know where to find a dog for her, edited the text message to inform Min Xingzhou, and went home to make up for sleep.

On the day that the seventh master took the stage, the temperature plummeted, and it rained coldly, which was not surprising, winter is coming.

It doesn't usually snow, but occasionally it doesn't fall in a hurry, gilding the buildings of the city with a thin layer of white.

The thin coat on Lin Yan's body turned into a white thick coat, and he saw Lin Yong in the parking lot of the Grand Theater.

In the chaotic sound of the horn, she heard Lin Yong calling her, asking her why she didn't wear more, asking her why she still wore high heels when it rained, if she wanted to step on the rain pit, and why she didn't wear a pair of socks.

The place where Lin Yan was coquettish was not in his arms in Min Xingzhou, and it was not his bed in Min Xingzhou that she slept in, she would show her charm and charm to her other half like that.

He calmly sipped the tea, his thin lips just touched the mouth of the cup, but unconsciously, the corners of his mouth seemed to be upturned without traces, and the itching feeling in his heart deepened again.

He came back to arrange for her, and the two of them went backstage one after the other, and with the heating, she took off her white coat.

The only place where there is a light source is the stage.

Min Xingzhou looked at Lin Yan, her eyebrows and eyes showed a deep smile of affection, not deliberately pretentious, natural, distinct, this woman was seducing him.

The bodyguard said, "Tomorrow."

And Lin Yan plays these three roles alone.

The woman cared if he would be jealous, knowing that the Min family never came forward to the auction house in person, and there had always been a fixed consignor to bid, she just deliberately made him angry.

Qu to the climax.

Get, and then occupy exclusive.

But I received the money for the charter today, and suddenly I didn't want to get along with the money.

Her singing, "Mr. Xianzhu's love is still deep, and he has risen since then."

Lin Yan gave the umbrella to the doorman, stepped up the stairs with high heels, and laid out the carpet, which was very soft and freshly laid.

Lin Yan was dressed in a black-and-white plain robe, and his long hair was only lightly pulled with a hairpin.

Perhaps, he just drove past the D screen of a certain building, an advertisement, or a certain movie moment to know that there was such a delicate canary in Hong Kong City, her name was 'Lin Yan,'.

If she hadn't met Lin Yan, she would still be Lin Wenqi's pearl, perhaps, she would meet other men, fall in love and fall in love, and squander her sincerity and tenderness without worry.

——Mr. Xianzhu's love is still deep, and he has risen since then

Was this woman talking to him?

Min Xingzhou's gaze stayed on her slender jade hand that was gently handled, his pupils flickered faintly, and he finally understood what Yi Liqing was obsessed with her.

She laughed, and he laughed.

"Fifteen degrees." She walked on tiptoe, "What about you, you're wearing one."

"Chunxiao sleeps heavily, and I send each other off in my dreams."

Min Xingzhou was thinking.

Lin Yan turned around, "People are sick."

….

Lin Yan was really talking to Min Xingzhou.

"Lan Gui".

Her other half will definitely be reluctant to give her grievances, she will stand on the stage and shine, and she will definitely unscrupulously tell the audience that she loves her husband.

The man in the audience had his long legs folded, slowly pouring tea and tasting tea, revealing the faint smoke, and he appreciated it with great taste.

What should I do, can I find out for her?

A girl came over to greet Lin Yan and called her senior sister, I don't know what to talk about later, she has already taken her attention away from Min Xingzhou.

The bodyguard doesn't understand, what does it mean to be handsome? The Seventh Master is like this?

"Cousin does

Charm, you're just my cousin."

To be honest, who is with Min Xingzhou's family? Who? He doesn't like Min Xingzhou at all, and he hasn't done a hotel VPN yet.

"You." Min Xingzhou gestured to the backstage with his hand, and said lazily, "Find a handsome commissioner to hold up the card, and send it to the one inside the whole process."

Lin Yong turned his head to the office to see the ticket sales, and he was really taken away by that Min Xingzhou as soon as he came out.

In the mirror, the two men looked at each other quietly.

The celebrities on the stage are both beautiful and artistic, and their singing voices are extremely greasy and affectionate.

"Grandpa is not unwelcome, he can't pull off the old face, he likes that old face too much."

There are so many beautiful women, drunk and dreaming of death, who can he remember.

Lin Yong scoffed.

You sing, I see.

However, in fact, Min Xingzhou couldn't remember Lin Yan's bright and lustful face on the propaganda, and he couldn't remember her name.

Later, when he settled down, Lan Gui and Mr. Cheng Yanqiu met in their later years, one was loyal to his beloved wife, and the other was affectionate and never married, telling their various emotions.

"Why don't you go back to the Lin family."

And is she not resistant to good-looking people?

Min Xingzhou had come a long time ago, but he was still ten years later than her.

Later, in turmoil, Xiaoman died of illness, and Mr. Cheng Yanqiu was depressed and missed his wife.

Min Xingzhou turned to leave and asked the bodyguard behind him, "When will the Sotheby's lot be held?"

"He doesn't welcome it."

The poignancy of life and death, the lonely and lonely watch, and the resentment of not being able to love.

The backstage is not difficult to find, Min Xingzhou leaned against the door frame and watched silently, Lin Yan sat in front of the mirror and put on makeup, with a slender eyebrow pencil in his hand, tracing a little bit.

only a thin eyebrow, a black and white robe, soft lips that are not red, and a graceful singing.

It's so flattering.

Min Xingzhou wanted to ask her why she was looking for a handsome client, but he didn't ask, and it seemed that he was very careful.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was a female Lan Gui, who admired his cousin Mr. Cheng Yanqiu since he was a child, and often wrote to and fro for many years.

So, Min Xingzhou leaned against the door and pondered, the more he thought about it, the less interested he became, and he figured out that she might be deliberately provoking him.

Men's male hormonal structure, in color, in desire, in power, in profit, in territorial occupation. Infatuation is really just following instinct.

"Yes." Lin Yong sighed twice, "I went back secretly, but I didn't show him."

She rarely likes others to dress her up on stage, and she used to be the last person to stay for rehearsals, and she became familiar with it when she drew and painted herself.

Lin Yong looked at her back, "I don't feel cold."

Not a few minutes later.

And where they might have met, neither he nor she knew.

Or maybe at the wedding banquet of friends in the circle, he and Lin Yan just hurried along, passing by, and no one looked at anyone.

Since then, in his world, there will be no Lin Yan.

In her world, Min Xingzhou did not speak to her, the ruler of the chaebol.

(End of chapter)

Shi Jingjing