I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

I'm so lonely. Ms. Yang leaned against the window and took a deep puff of a cigarette. With a certain reputation, it can be regarded as a duck to water, mainly in 2009, when it suddenly became popular.

Then some messy things happened. That year, Ms. Yang fell in love with a man. On the surface, that man was quite decent.

That year, Ms. Yang and this man filmed a movie, which suddenly became popular all over the country. After that, they rushed to make announcements everywhere, and the relationship quickly heated up. It was just that during an event, Ms. Yang was taken advantage of by others, and The man was by his side. At that time, Miss Yang looked at the man.

And the man just smiled, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Afterwards, Ms. Yang asked what the man meant? Your girlfriend is being bullied by others and you have no behavior at all?

The man smiled and said, he was just joking with you, why are you so serious.

Since then, Ms. Yang has completely broken off relations with men.

After that, Ms. Yang, who was popular all over the country, knew the ruthlessness of the capital world, and began to become less pure, and began to struggle in the capital market. As a girl, she really had no advantages except her own traffic.

If you have to talk about advantages, her family conditions should be good, the capital city residence, her parents can be regarded as a decent job, and she is also a proud little princess, but these are not of much help to her career.

I should get married this year. Ms. Yang said, continuing to smoke. A man to protect himself.

Ladies' cigarettes are slender, and the butts of the cigarettes are stained with Ms. Yang's lipstick, which contrasts sharply with Ms. Yang's fair face around Ms. Yang's mouth.

Zhou Yuwen looked at it for a while, then lowered his head and said, It's pretty good, Mr. Liu should take good care of you.

Xiao Zhou, do you think it's right for me to do this? Seeing that Zhou Yuwen didn't look at her, Ms. Yang didn't know what it meant, she suddenly loosened her seat belt and climbed onto Zhou Yuwen's lap.

The seat of Big G was wide enough, and Miss Yang's legs could just fit on both sides of Zhou Yuwen's legs. Even if she was kneeling there, her legs in boots would not look too thick.

Zhou Yuwen only felt a scent coming, and Miss Yang's hair touched his body, Zhou Yuwen looked up at Miss Yang, and Miss Yang continued to ask: Do you think it's right for me to do this?

You're drunk. Zhou Yuwen said.

You don't care if I'm drunk or not, I'll just ask you if I'm doing the right thing. Miss Yang asked firmly.

Zhou Yuwen looked at Miss Yang's appearance, the two of them were very close, Miss Yang's hair could even touch Zhou Yuwen's nose, it was itchy, and her whole body was fragrant.

Zhou Yuwen just looked at Miss Yang's small cherry mouth, which was red.

Seeing that Zhou Yuwen was only staring at her mouth without speaking, Ms. Yang couldn't help laughing, and asked, What? Do you want to try sister's lipstick?

Then sister will satisfy you. Miss Yang said, straightened up, put her arms around Zhou Yuwen's neck, and bent down.

It has to be said that the Mercedes-Benz Big G has a lot of space, which made Zhou Yuwen want to buy one. Miss Yang was sitting on Zhou Yuwen's lap with her arms around Zhou Yuwen and kissed her.

Zhou Yuwen didn't refuse either, anyway, it wasn't the first time, and Zhou Yuwen even started to hug Miss Yang's small waist without any trace.

The two kissed passionately.

When people are kissing, they can't help but want to hold something.

Alas, it really lives up to its reputation and is genuine.

In fact, Zhou Yuwen really never thought about what would happen to Ms. Yang. After all, to Zhou Yuwen, people like Ms. Yang were very famous in the original time and space, and people who had no intersection with him at all should belong to the npc category in the current time and space. How could this kind of people have an intersection?

But at this time, Miss Yang was actually in Zhou Yuwen's arms, and even kissed herself.

At the end, the two of them were a little out of control, and Zhou Yuwen wished he could tear up Miss Yang's narrow skirt.

But the two of them are not underage, and they both maintain the last trace of reason.

Parting her lips, Miss Yang looked at Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen didn't continue either.

In fact, this kind of Zhou Yuwen deserves a beating. It's the kind that if you take the initiative, he will take the initiative. If you don't do anything, he will do nothing. It feels like nothing will happen to the two of them.

It's not safe here, why don't you go home with me? Ms. Yang said.

Zhou Yuwen didn't reply.

Ms. Yang couldn't help but let out a sigh, she simply opened the door of the driver's seat, and then collapsed from Zhou Yuwen. She looked at Zhou Yuwen and said, Just drive back if you want to drive the car. I live on the 21st floor, 2103, electronic lock, password It's 7758521, you can come whenever you want, if you don't want to come down.

Miss Yang rearranged her wrinkled skirt, said something to Zhou Yuwen, and turned to leave.

Zhou Yuwen looked at Ms. Yang who was stepping on the boots, rattling away, getting further and further away from him, sighed, started the car without saying anything.

When the headlights came on at the back, Ms. Yang was a little disappointed. She always felt that Zhou Yuwen was too out of character, or was she not charming enough?

Sighing, Miss Yang didn't say anything, it doesn't matter, it's not like no one wants my old lady.

After sorting out her mood, Ms. Yang took the elevator, went to her door, and entered the password.

The door opened, and a person suddenly appeared from behind. She turned around, and Miss Yang was startled. When she looked up and saw it was Zhou Yuwen, she was kissed by Zhou Yuwen and pushed inside.

After locking the door, Miss Yang was thrown onto the sofa by Zhou Yuwen. She was turned on her back, with long legs in boots facing the sky, and Zhou Yuwen pounced on it like a wild beast.

finally...

Zhou Yuwen spent the night at Ms. Yang's house that night. It was unbelievable. The two of them were full of wildness. Ms. Yang knew everything. She was the oldest girl Zhou Yuwen was looking for in this time and space. Zhou Yuwen didn't have any hopes for her. Just think of it as a copy.

A pair of boots rested on her shoulders. Ms. Yang's hair was messed up, her face was a little red, and she looked in pain.

Zhou Yuwen was a little dazed, and stammered, You, are you number one?

Miss Yang didn't say anything, she just said calmly: If I wasn't, do you think he would marry me?

Zhou Yuwen hugged Ms. Yang without saying a word, and the two...

Early the next morning, Zhou Yuwen was woken up by the glare of the sun. The bed in Ms. Yang's bedroom was very big. Zhou Yuwen habitually hugged it to the side. Alas, a stunner like Ms. Yang is really comfortable, and her body proportions are good. Call it gold.

It's just a pity that such an hug was empty.

Zhou Yuwen got up, searched around the house but couldn't find Ms. Yang, only found a sticky note pressed by a glass of milk on the dining table, which read: Filming, let's go first, my password is also given to you. Help me pack up and leave by myself.

? ? ?

Looking at the note, Zhou Yuwen was confused. It was the first time she had seen such a girl. Feeling lost, he took out his mobile phone and called Miss Yang, but no one answered after calling for a long time.

This made Zhou Yuwen depressed.

At this time, there was a call, Zhou Yuwen thought it was from Ms. Yang, so he quickly connected, and heard Qiao Linlin's delicate voice: Honey, what are you doing?

Just woke up, Zhou Yuwen replied.

Oh, then, do you miss him? You said that you came back today, and he has been cleaned up for nothing. Qiao Linlin continued to say with a smile.

Well, let's take a look and go back in the afternoon. Zhou Yuwen said.

Oh, by the way, husband, can you help me buy a bag in Shanghai? Qiao Linlin asked.

What?

It's the new Hermès.

I have a phone here, you can just send the picture to Qianqian, and I will buy it for you when you have nothing to do. Zhou Yuwen said directly, and then hung up the phone to connect.

I thought it was Miss Yang, but it turned out to be Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian's voice was somewhat resentful: Zhou Yuwen, where did you go last night?

Oh, I played too late last night, so I didn't go back. Zhou Yuwen said.

Have you been with Sister Mi all the time? Su Qianqian asked.

You won't?

Do you think it's possible?

That's true. Su Qianqian nodded, feeling that it was impossible. It wasn't a question of whether she was good or not, but that Ms. Yang was directly out of their class.

Well...you said you would take me shopping today...

I'll go back now, you wait for me at the hotel.

After Zhou Yuwen hung up the phone, he found that Qiao Linlin called again, but Zhou Yuwen didn't answer it. At this time, Zhou Yuwen was really not in the mood to answer the phone.

This is Ms. Yang's home, which is full of Ms. Yang's life atmosphere. I didn't expect the idol to be so unclean, and the room was a mess.

Zhou Yuwen simply helped her pack up and left. It was already eleven o'clock at noon when he returned to the hotel. He took Su Qianqian to eat something, and found a nearby shopping mall by the way.

Su Qianqian was originally quite interested, but seeing Zhou Yuwen's absent-minded appearance made her a little uncomfortable. She always felt that Zhou Yuwen didn't like being with her very much.

Su Qianqian asked Zhou Yuwen if he felt that being with him was boring.

Zhou Yuwen said no, he was just thinking about other things.

Seeing Zhou Yuwen like this, Su Qianqian didn't want to ask any more questions.

Just to be honest, Su Qianqian is not in a good mood right now. She has been in Shanghai for three whole days, and her performance is already obvious. On the first day, she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms and sleep together, but Zhou Yuwen was indifferent.

On the second night, Zhou Yuwen took Miss Yang back to the room, and on the third day, Zhou Yuwen didn't go back to the hotel.

Even a fool can see that Zhou Yuwen doesn't want anything to happen to him at all.

Now that he was out shopping, Zhou Yuwen looked absent-minded again.

To be honest, Su Qianqian felt a little tired for the first time.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yuwen drove back to Jinling. He didn't say anything along the way. Zhou Yuwen tried to call Ms. Yang. The person who answered the phone was Ms. Yang's manager. She said that Ms. Yang was very busy and had no time.

Zhou Yuwen said yes, I understand.

Then hung up the phone.

Driving silently all the way, Su Qianqian looked out the window, and one after another the street trees were getting farther and farther away from her.

After a three-hour drive to Jinling, Zhou Yuwen sent Su Qianqian to the school first, and said to Su Qianqian who had already got off the bus: Let my mother and Aunt Wen's things go with me first, and you and Linlin's things will be taken away. go back.

Well, Zhou Yuwen, shall we have dinner together tonight? Su Qianqian asked.

The company still has things to deal with. I sent you the contract with ByteDance. Please take a look at it for me. Zhou Yuwen said.

Su Qianqian opened her mouth, didn't say anything, just said hello.