you are my white moonlight

In the mountain villa at night, only the sound of the wind can be heard in silence.

The man was wearing a limited-edition handmade suit, but now he smelled of alcohol. He opened the door lightly, and a servant greeted him in the dark.

Looking back coldly, everyone backed away knowingly, Shao Tingchen threw the suit on the ground casually.

In the dark corridor, only the light of the moon shines in, which is a bit weird.

A black tie hanging from the banister at the corner.

The tall and tall figure stood in front of the door.

Shao Tingchen gently pushed the door open a gap, the woman in the room was sleeping extremely restlessly, her delicate brows were tightly frowned.

The leather shoes knocked against the floor making a faint sound, Shao Tingchen walked slowly into the room, stopped beside her bed, leaned over and looked down at her.

"Jane Youqing, how did you do it, and you're still in the mood to sleep..." He was tormented by her to the point of going crazy, even if there were bad scenes in her dreams, it seemed that they were no more than one-tenth of him.

The man's rough fingertips moved over her smooth cheeks, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Huo...don't come here..."

"What?" Shao Tingchen didn't hear clearly.

Cold sweat oozes from Jian Youqing's forehead, she clenches her hands tightly, and suddenly grabs Shao Tingchen's arm.

"Nightmare? Jian Youqing, a heartless person like you should not have dreams."

Jian Youqing opened his eyes, and met those cold black pupils, and the moonlight even covered his body with a thin layer of ice.

Jian Youqing tensed up all over, "Why are you here?"

Shao Tingchen got closer and sat on the edge of her bed, Jian Youqing pressed her back against the head of the bed, the sheets were wet with sweat from her palms.

She's cold, but more disgusting.

Jian Youqing was thinking of driving him out, but she felt that Shao Tingchen would not agree easily.

"This is my home, and you are Shao Tingchen's fiancée, why can't I appear here." The smell of alcohol sprayed in the air, her slender fingers raised her chin, and Jian Youqing dodged.

Bei Chi bit her lower lip, trying to look directly into his eyes, but lowered her eyes again, "Miss Chi is not far away."

Then Shao Tingchen withdrew his hand, and laughed in a mellow male voice.

The creases between Jian Youqing's brows deepened, she was about to be unable to hold on, and the blood vessels in her brain were on the verge of exploding.

"Why, Jian Youqing, do you care?" Shao Tingchen sneered, "I expect me to reconcile with Shihui, and then I will let you go when you lose the use value?"

"..."

"Or, worry about losing everything you have now."

His eyes were dark and captivating, he stared at Jian Youqing closely, and the corners of his lips tugged slightly, making one's hair stand on end in this quiet environment.

Jian Youqing was so painful that her vision became blurred, Shao Tingchen suddenly pinched her jaw and pulled her closer.

Jane Youqing's lips turned pale, "If Mr. Shao is so idle, why not go back and read a few more documents, then..."

"What then?" The corners of the lion's eyes were bloodshot, and the lion exploded into anger, almost slipping out what was buried in his heart.

Shao Tingchen's throat tightened, "At that time, you will be able to enjoy rich clothes and fine food. You will be rich, right? Jian Youqing, admit it. In fact, after following me, your life is more than a little bit better than before."

Jian Youqing struggled, "Shao Tingchen, you..."

He was so strong that he was going to crush her bones, and Jian Youqing's eyes appeared crystal clear.

Shao Tingchen was close to gnashing his teeth, "There is so much less pressure, I didn't even make any demands on you, so Jian Youqing, you are too comfortable."

His whereabouts are strange, trying to find out his weakness.

"Even the most basic duties, Jian Youqing, you have done it several times."