"The second young man of the Gu family?"

At that time, Jiang Qiyan was sitting on his carpet eating potato chips, his back leaning on the sofa leisurely, his overlapping legs were well-proportioned, fair and attractive.

Seeing that Zhou Congee didn't refute, she rarely showed a shocked expression, "Then isn't he your baby fiancé?" ”

Miss Zhou sat on the sofa and went crazy, her resentment was about to overflow in her eyes, snatched the potato chips in her friend's hand, and bit her resentment: "Give me a dozen regret pills." I can afford it. ”

Jiang Qiyan wiped her fingers and shook her head helplessly, she was the Fu Min she came into contact with because of Zhou Congee.

In their circle, the four families of Fu, Zhou, Li, and Gu are quite powerful in Hangzhou, and the entanglements behind them are complicated, and business marriages are not uncommon.

The Zhou and Li families have made a marriage contract for Zhou Congee and the second young man of the Gu family since they were young, but Miss Zhou was rebellious and didn't take the baby seriously, and she didn't even ask the name of the second young man.

Besides, the second young man has been kept elsewhere, and rarely appears in Hangzhou.

Who knew that once the boat capsized and was planted.

"And you're hiding from me?"

Zhou Congee said stiffly: "How can this be called hiding, this is called detour." Li Suiyu is no longer a scoundrel, so he will not mention this matter at home. ”

The shamelessness of men is not something they can predict, Jiang Qiyan pursed his mouth, but he still didn't add fuel to the fire in the end.

"That's right," Zhou Congee remembered the matter, "The person who reported you has found out, and will follow me to block him tomorrow." ”

"Good. I'll go out with Zhao Yanning later, and you can settle dinner yourself." ”

"Okay."

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Zhao Yanning took Jiang Qiyan to see the movie, which was an old film that was re-released.

There is a line in the movie - real death is that no one in the world remembers you.

She had seen this film before and knew that many people were moved to tears, and she tried it hard, but her eyes were dry, and she didn't even feel a little sour.

Some people say that people who don't feel it are lucky, which means that they haven't experienced loss.

Jiang Qiyan said to Fu Min at the time: "It may also be because I haven't owned it." ”

Fu Min replied to something, Jiang Qiyan couldn't remember clearly, only remembered the fine kiss he landed on his back and the hot breath sprayed behind his ears.

Coming out of the theater, the two went to a hot pot restaurant.

The shop was bustling and bustling, so they chose a slightly secluded corner to sit down.

The bottom of the pot was bubbling, and time seemed to slow down.

The heat was thick, and Zhao Yanning always felt a little unreal when he looked at Jiang Qiyan's face.

He was still immersed in the mood of the film, wondering why his girlfriend didn't make waves.

Jiang Qiyan smiled indifferently: "Life is only a few decades, so many people come and go, who will remember a certain person." ”

She thought of her father, who died young, and as her own daughter, she didn't remember his face.

Zhang Mei is not to mention, I don't know how many people's beds she climbed, I wish there was no restraint from her husband.

Zhao Yanning didn't understand why Jiang Qiyan always had some cold feelings that he couldn't understand at his age, and sometimes, he felt that his girlfriend was like a goddess on top, and he could only watch it from a distance.

Of course, he really didn't have a chance to play profane.

Jiang Qiyan lowered her head and looked at the powder seriously, her lips were hot because of the spicy, she exhaled softly, restrained and elegant, and her moist face was pink.

Zhao Yanning watched her eyelashes flicker up and down with the blinking of her eyes, feeling as if a dragonfly was passing through her heart, making him throb a little unbearably.

He involuntarily got up with a tissue and tried to wipe the corner of her lower lip for her.

Jiang Qiyan shrank back, took away the tissue in his hand, looked up and smiled, "Thank you." ”

Zhao Yanning felt an empty piece in his heart, his fingers curled up in his palm, and he tentatively spoke: "Yanyan, marry me." ”