Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 81 Fragrance of Osmanthus Blossoms, Deep Curtain (Junshang Fanwai)

Businessmen are shrewd and calculating, turning shopping malls into battlefields, and will always maximize the benefits to themselves.

Junshang has been calculating like this for most of his life, and the calculations have brought the world, and the calculations have brought prosperity, but he never thought that, after calculations and calculations, in the end, he calculated himself and made a mistake.

What kind of feeling was the first meeting, in fact, now I don't remember very clearly, and when the deep-rooted attachment and love came into being, he also doesn't quite understand.

But now that he has already set his sights on him, as a businessman, a shrewd businessman with no disadvantages, how can he let his goal slip away.

But he didn't expect that after winning so many times, the only time he lost was when he lost to himself.

So if you can't own your life, then you should own your death. At least your death was created by me. This is also an expression of love, right?Yaoyao?
Jun Shang chuckled lightly, gently stroking the cheek of the man in his arms with a morbid smile.

The person in his arms has picturesque features, a tear mole at the corner of his eye, delicate and beautiful, except for his pale face, this person seems to be asleep, lying quietly.

No one can tell that this person has been dead for several years, so it must be said that the Jun family is very powerful, even such a way to preserve the corpse can be found.

"Your brother has a good heart." Junshang said softly, taking care of Mu Jiuyao's exquisite clothes, "He is a businessman, courageous and capable, but his emotions are still too much... But That’s right, even I am like this, let alone him.”

He caressed Mu Jiuyao's cheek, "I've raised him to the same level as me, so don't worry about him, you just need to think about me."

"Yaoyao, do you know that whenever I see you holding Mu Wangqiu in your arms, I always feel resentful, why am I not your younger brother, why is it not me who is being treated specially in your arms? ...?"

Jun Shang chattered, lowered his head and rubbed Mu Jiuyao's cheek, "But then I thought about it, he is destined to be your younger brother, and he will leave you in the end, but you will always be mine, and you will come to me The ones around me, so just think about me..."

As he spoke, his eyes darkened slightly. It is already the limit to preserve a person's body for so many years.

The faint smell of wine seemed to be still lingering at the tip of his nose. Jun Shang clenched his hands slightly, and then clenched until his joints were slightly white, but finally he let go, gently stroking Mu Jiuyao's hair. Silk.

"Yaoyao, are you cold over there? I warm your bed every day, can you feel it over there?" Junshang said affectionately, with a smile on his lips, "You still despise this and that , Speaking of it, you are still the most delicate... But I am willing to get used to it."

Bit by bit, the liquid slowly fell onto Mu Jiuyao's delicate face, then slipped down again bit by bit, and disappeared.

Junshang just opened his eyes and let the tears slowly fall down. There was no change on his face. He took out a bottle of potion from his pocket and shook it slightly. He smiled happily, as if he got a beloved toy. The child asked, "Did you die of anger at that time? You don't like the taste of this stuff, I know that... What? If you know it, hahaha, then Yaoyao will punish me to be with you?"

He drank the liquid in the bottle slowly with a smile, then lowered his head and rubbed against the tip of Mu Jiuyao's nose, and slightly closed his beautiful eyes, "Mu Wangqiu is already able to be alone, although he is still a little childish, but You can't worry about it anymore, you have already entered the door of my Jun's house, you can't go back on your word...cough cough..."

"Yaoyao...wait for me..."

The bottle fell to the ground slowly, with a dull sound, there was a bang outside the window, a thunderbolt fell, and the lightning flashed across and reflected on Junshang's cheek, with a morbid horror.

The rain fell suddenly, slightly covering Junshang's voice.

The tricks have been exhausted, and half of the life has been planned, but in the end, it is for the sake of the bright future, and the tomorrow is gone...

(End of this chapter)