Bait

Chen Yuan finally raised his head and looked at Wan Xixi, "I work late and I sleep in the guest room."

"We're engaged, are we still living apart?"

He took off his glasses and massaged his brow bone, "Aren't you married?"

"Chen Yuan." Wan Xixi stood beside him, "You promised me, try to accept me."

He stopped.

The turmoil on the night of the engagement was indeed his fault. He promised Wan Xixi not out of guilt, but out of obligation.

Duties of a fiancé.

"Xixi." Chen Yuan stood up and faced her, "Let's take our time, okay?"

Looking at each other for a long time, Wan Xixi asked, "Is it perfunctory, or sincere?"

He said in a low voice, "sincerely."

Wan Xixi smiled, "Chen Yuan, I hope you will keep your word."

The main character of the eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family is to know how to advance and retreat. For her husband, she should be free-range and not free-range.

There is a degree of relaxation, you should call home, call, you should pretend to be blind, pretend.

If you push too hard, you won't gain anything.

If you can't win love, you can win the pity and responsibility of men, and the relationship can be strong.

"Go to bed early, tomorrow at seven o'clock, I will prepare breakfast for you."

After Wan Xixi left, Chen Yuan closed the door, covered his eyes, took a moment to relax, and turned on the lights.

Floor-to-ceiling windows, separated from wind, rain and thunder.

Whenever it rains, he always thinks of Shen Zhen.

Her helplessness in the heavy rain, and those bright and clear eyes.

Earlier, he had seen her.

In Dongjiang Port.

Last June, it was still pouring rain.

Shen Zhen's car broke down. She held an umbrella in one hand and pushed the cart in the other. She fell into the puddle.

Chen Yuan took the ferry to Linshi, stopped at the South Wharf, crossed the tide of the river, and found her on the shore.

In fact, he didn't see her face clearly, even the outline was blurred by the rain and fog.

I just remember that it was a smoky blue dress. Her bare wrists, ankles, and neck were as white as jade and drenched with water.

Rolling in the muddy water, as if ink was splashed and melted away, there is an inexplicable charm.

She was on the phone on the deck, and the moment she turned her head, the rain subsided a little, and he was in a daze, and saw her.

A pair of elk-like eyes, more blurred than the sea fog.

Half a year later, Chen Yuan went to the headquarters of Fucheng for a meeting and passed by the South Bank again.

When the road was blocked by ice and snow, and hundreds of cars were stuck on the highway, he lowered the window of the car and accidentally passed the river port, where cruise ships and passenger ships came and went.

There are hardly any women in smoky blue clothes.

Even if there is, he may not recognize it.

But after a year, at the Municipal People's Hospital, Chen Yuan was sure at a glance that it was her.

Up close, she looks so much like Han Run.

Han Run's dimples and moles between her eyebrows, she has them all.

What Han Run didn't have, she also had.

Chen Yuan trembled, turned off the light, and sat in the depths of darkness.

On the other side, Shen Zhen was also staring at the heavy rain, so that even when Chen Chongzhou entered the door, he didn't feel it.

It wasn't until he hugged her from behind that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Didn't you go to the old house? Didn't stay a night."

"I'm not used to living here." He took off his coat and hung it behind the door, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Shen Zhen rushed forward and hugged him again, "Professor Chen is shy? I guess you are not used to living here, but you came back to accompany me on purpose."

He turned sideways, this face, with a bright and innocent smile, without half-distraction, clean and simple as a piece of unpolluted white paper.

Chen Chongzhou eagerly kissed her lips, panting, "Resign, okay?"

Shen Zhen was taken aback, "Why?"

He unbuttoned it with both hands, and kissed harder, "I will support you."

Trivial stubble tickles her, curling up and giggling.

This time, Chen Chongzhou was extra brute force.

The louder the thunder outside the window, the more ruthless he became, until finally, Shen Zhen could barely breathe.

Jolie said before that men don't like stereotypes.

Love affairs, after careful consideration, are all like that.

When a man changes a partner, he wants to be exciting and fresh, but if a woman is exciting, she will renovate, and they will come out one after another to capture him.

Ni Ying's style is about appearance and skills. She has everything she needs, and it's not superficial, but proficient.

Know the boy's heart from the top, understand the man's will from the bottom, and prescribe the right medicine.

So pass the test in the love field and become the number one Neptune.

Shen Zhen didn't have that talent.

She lay on Chen Chongzhou's chest and heard him say that she was going on a business trip.

During the day, he was notified by the hospital to temporarily arrange for him to go to Wucheng to consult a patient with double malignant tumors of prostate and adenocarcinoma. He was only 17 years old and the incidence rate was one in [-].

In andrology, Chen Chongzhou is a top-notch authority, and there is no way to save it. In his hands, at least, he can make do with it.

Liao Kun teased him that he was a friend of women who saved thousands of women from suffering.

The thick long hair is like seaweed, entwining him wantonly, "How long will it be?"

"One week."

She lazily said, "That's a long time."

Chen Chongzhou blew into her cochlea, the smile in his throat was muffled and hoarse, and Su was very upset, "Reluctance?"

"No." Shen Zhen paused, "I'll go back to my mother's house."

This woman is really not clingy.

When in love, rational and unrestrained.

If she clings to him, he might feel bored, but if she doesn't cling, he can't describe how it feels.

Very touching, very attractive.

Chen Chongzhou covered her body, "Shall I take you away?"

Shen Zhen shook his head, "No."

It's too greasy, and I get bored quickly.

To fall in love with a high-ranking man requires hunger marketing.

***

On the second day of Chen Chongzhou's business trip, the project he was in charge of was just completed.

This is a key project under Fucheng, and the other one belongs to Shenghe Group, and Chen Yuan is in charge of it.

Shen Zhen accompanied the manager to discuss business in the business club, which ended at ten o'clock at night, and all the 4 million investment targets were signed.

This time, Chen Chongzhou has become famous in the industry.

The project on Chen Yuan's side was bigger and located in the city center. The original investment evaluation was around 7 million yuan, but the project went wrong.

The light rail is built from Beijiang Road to the western suburbs, and the foundation of the last section of the project crosses the track, occupying a total area of ​​100 square meters.

Shenghe did not cross the boundary, and within the scope of the land approved by the Land Bureau, the track did not cross the boundary. It was due to the measurement error in the planning drawings of the department personnel.

Shenghe was unwilling to take the blame completely, so Chen Yuan made an appointment with the management of the China Railway Bureau to discuss the apportionment. Shenghe rebuilt 50 square meters, and the railway detoured 0.3 kilometers.

The wine bureau for the negotiation happened to be in this guild hall.

While waiting for the elevator, Shen Zhen met Chen Yuan face to face.

The manager stepped forward, "Mr. Chen is here to discuss business?"

He hummed, "Is Fucheng's project going well?"

The manager smiled apologetically, "With the second son in charge, it will go smoothly."

Chen Yuan didn't think about it, he stared at Shen Zhen behind him.

Those eyes, vivid, are the eyes that men only have for women.

The manager noticed, and pretended to look at his watch, "Shen Zhu, please report the detailed progress to Mr. Chen."

After speaking, he withdrew.

Chen Yuan came over, his suit seemed to be spilled with alcohol, and the smell of alcohol was very strong, "Did you receive my message?"

Shen Zhen didn't reply to the text message to meet.

"That night, I—"

How absurd, how crazy he was, almost an out-of-control beast, to kiss her and tear her nightgown.

If she wasn't too drunk, even if she struggled in every possible way, she couldn't get him.

"scared you?"

Shen Zhen blushed and lowered her head.

"No."

"What if." He pursed his lips tightly, "I can't control it."

He still can't afford to promise her now.

She has never, ever been in love with herself.

If he really touched her, probably, she would neither talk to him nor see him again.

Chen Yuan laughed, "I don't mean anything else."

"I know."

He moved a little closer, "Did the second child make things difficult for you?"

Shen Zhen said nothing.

Yes.

Chen Chongzhou's temperament was twisted and indifferent since he was a child.

He never beat and scolded women, Ni Ying was so tossed about, changing her to a second man would have beaten her to death long ago.

But he was cold and violent, playing missing.

This is more tormenting than anything else.

Chen Yuan's eyes fell on her cheeks, which were covered with makeup, which was faintly red.

She is fair, and the slightest blemish is obvious.

"What happened to your face?"

Shen Zhen didn't start, "The door was scratched."

He didn't believe it, and suddenly brushed his hand, "Did Wan Xixi hit you?"

She backed away, "It's really rubbish."

At the same time, a group of people appeared in the corridor.

The leader is tall and strong, with braids and a square face. He wears a brown sheepskin vest and has an eagle tattoo on his arm. Most of the tattoos are blue dragons and eagle heads. He rarely has an eagle tail.

"Brother Yuan, do you reserve the venue?"

"What's the deal?" The strong man speaks in a Beijing accent, "It doesn't cost money, boss please, I come here to play, because I can value the place."

"That's right, with Zhou's cover, do you still worry about getting rich?"

Chen Yuan, who looked like a noble boy in fresh clothes and angry horse, had an aggressive personality, and Chen Yuan was not a bit more calm and stable than them.

When they passed each other, the man with braids said slowly, "Young Master Chen, don't come here without any problems."

Chen Yuan stopped immediately and turned his back to him.

"Zhou Yuan, after you returned to China, you fought against me a lot, both openly and secretly."

Shen Zhen froze, the terrible memory of the Taiping club came back.

"Is it you?" Zhou Yuan moved his neck, his muscles and bones creaking, "I really don't know how to praise."

She panicked and hid behind Chen Yuan.

He stopped with his arm, "We've known each other for many years, and we played big games together, there's no need."

"Young Master Chen is so proud, the heir of the Chen family!" Zhou Yuan leaned over and stared at him, "He's doing big business."

He licked his gums, patted Chen Yuan's chest vigorously, patted once, and jumped a word, "The leaders of the same generation are all in the face of your big brother, am I worthy to play with you, ah?"

Chen Yuan wrapped his arms around Shen Zhen, protecting him in the corner, without saying a word.

It's not that he can't win, he has never lost a fight.

With a solid body and strong muscles, he knocked over one punch with one punch, and never missed a shot.

The key is that there is no way to fight.

The Zhou family is one level higher than the Chen family, to be exact, they are not on the same level.

Zhou Bingchen is a faction of strength, and Chen Zheng is a faction of financial resources.

On the occasion, they respected each other three points, formed a good relationship, and a conflict broke out, and the Chen family had to make concessions, even if they were unwilling.

"Kicked my father's crotch, almost broke it, who borrowed your courage." Zhou Yuan reached out and touched Shen Zhen's chest, Chen Yuan blocked it again, his face was a little heavy, "Aren't you going too far?"

"The woman my father likes, you dare to spoil his interest?" Zhou Yuan's face was grim, "Chen Zheng never taught you that the Zhou family's hands and eyes are as good as the sky, and they are land lords. Do you want to learn to bow your head?"

Locally, there are few people who have the confidence to call Chen Zheng by his first name.

There are very few wealthy generations with dignity, not to mention the small ones.

The high-level executive of the state-owned enterprise that Chen Yuan was socializing with was a well-known person in Vanity Fair. He stood in the corner for a while, not disturbing the situation, and immediately said, "Mr. Chen has friends. I won't bother you. Let's make an appointment at another time."

Zhou Yuan raised his chin and instructed a young man to open the bakery opposite. He stretched his waist and went in first, "Young Master Chen, please have a drink."

Shen Zhen was staggered by the man who opened the door, Chen Yuan hugged her, and frowned, "Lanzi, you don't recognize big brother anymore?"

The man whose nickname is Lanzi is the son of the deputy director of Heping Group. He has a net worth of several hundred million. In favor of Chen Yuan's righteousness, he persuaded him to make peace.

Lan Zi paused, "Brother, it's Uncle Zhou who can't swallow this breath, it's no good for you to protect her."

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze and entered the box without saying a word.

There are no lights inside, and neon pillars are inserted on both sides, and the faint blue light scatters, making the atmosphere horrifying.

The sofa was full of people, Zhou Yuan was in the center, with his arms folded, no seat was reserved for Chen Yuan.

He loosened his tie with one hand, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhou Yuan handed him a cigar, expressionless.

Chen Yuan took it, but the other party didn't let go, he smiled, held the cigarette butt in his mouth, bent down, and accommodated Zhou Yuan's height.

"It's work."

Zhou Yuan pressed down the lighter, and the moment the flame burst out, his voice was neither high nor low, "Chen Yuan, you're going to die."

Those young masters stood up one after another upon hearing the words, and wanted to teach them a lesson.

Chen Yuan inhaled without rushing, a cluster of hot flames burned his index finger and middle finger, they were red and swollen, and his skin was scorched. He remained motionless, raw.

Zhou Yuan stared at him for a while, nodded, let go of his hand, and the fire went out.

Rao has never seen a similar battle before, Shen Zhen has also seen the way.

Zhou Yuan and his group are the arrogant and overbearing disciples of the high school, and they have formed a relationship with Chen Yuan.

One, Zhou Bingchen's face was refuted because of her incident, and the other was that the capital circle suppressed each other, which was not pleasing to the eye, and new and old grudges vented their personal anger.

Shen Zhen held up the phone, "What are you doing? I called the police."

Zhou Yuan was amused, chewing gum, and crossed his legs, "Maybe, I'm arresting you and slandering me."

They roared with laughter.

Chen Yuan bit his cigarette and put his arms around her, "You go first."

"how about you?"

The smoke was lingering, he took a big gulp, and with half of it left, he stepped on the sole of his leather shoe, "You don't need to worry about it."

Immediately afterwards, he pushed Shen Zhen out, and moved a chair against the door.

Zhou Yuan was annoyed, "You let her go, I agree?"

Chen Yuan returned, picked up the wine bottle on the table, "I'll stay, isn't that enough?"

As soon as the words fell, he aimed at his head and smashed it down.

This time, fierce and fierce.

It's not hard, it's not over.

The old man of the Zhou family is still alive and has a strong background. In a word, the mall is shaking three times.

Although the Zhou family had concerns about the marriage between the Chen and Wan families and would not easily provoke a war, the old man had always doted on Zhou Bingchen, so Bao Buqi went out in person to ask for an explanation.

Chen Yuan must settle this account.

As for smashing so violently, it was to deter the Zhou family.

If you don't give up, people will die and both sides will cause trouble.

The open bloody gash ran across the forehead from the top of the head, and the blood trickled down the corners of the eyes. Chen Yuan stood there with a straight back and a smile on his face, "Mr. Zhou, is it alright?"

Upbringing, demeanor, aura, everything is there.

Invisibly, oppressing people.

Zhou Yuan sucked his back molars, this scene convinced him.

Be calm, understand the rules, and be able to bend and stretch.

"Chen Yuan, you have the guts." He picked up the half-drawn bottle with blood on it, weighed it, and threw it away. "This woman's debt is settled. If I meet you in the future, I won't make things difficult."

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