Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Every time the father and daughter meet, it's like the tip of a needle facing each other, and they often break up unhappy.

Ming Yan put down these words and went upstairs directly.

The westernmost room on the third floor was her bedroom, but she had rarely lived in it since high school.

The inside is still familiar, and it can be seen that it has been carefully taken care of, neat and clean.

She sat on the chair in front of the desk, lost in thought.

After the high school entrance examination, she really didn't want to stay in the same house with Ming Xiao and Liu Yingyi, and it was the time of rebellion, and she and Ming Kuo were close at one point, so she asked her grandfather to transfer her student status, and she chose Yu Cheng casually. This small city went to high school, and it was there that she met Jiang Wansheng.

It was also during that period that she met Pei Que.

During the summer vacation of the first year of high school, old man Ming fell ill and was hospitalized. She didn't want to go back to the capital, so she came back to visit him until his condition stabilized.

She still remembers that day vividly.

She was bored, took her video camera to an old industrial area in the capital, and wanted to take some industrial-style pictures.

Along the rusty railway tracks, passing through the cold and old steel and iron frames, and crossing an abandoned factory building, the view suddenly widens, and the Guning River comes into view, and the sparkling waves cast the beauty of the setting sun.

There is a long bridge over the river, connecting the two sides of the bridge.

On one side are the relics of the years, and on the other side are the landmarks of the times.

She held the camera, looked for the best shooting angle, walked a few steps towards the bridge, raised the camera, and raised her eyes.

Then suddenly stopped.

The man stood in the middle of the bridge, wearing black clothes and black trousers, with his hands resting on the bridge railing, a burning cigarette in one hand, his head drooping, decadent and tired.

The top of his head was covered with a vast glow, and his black hair was gilded. Standing in the light, he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Gloomy and cold.

The first time she saw such a contradictory person, she couldn't help but be attracted to her eyes.

She wanted to get closer, but she was a little shy. After wandering around for a long time, she took out a black mask from her canvas bag and put it on her face. She mustered up the courage to walk up to the steps of the bridge, and raised her camera.

"Crack-"

The man seemed to feel her presence from the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look over.

Only then did she see the man's appearance clearly.

Peach blossom eyes, high nose and thin lips, obviously romantic but surrounded by darkness.

Her breathing was stagnant, her heart seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and it suddenly dropped a few beats, she was stuck in place and was at a loss.

The man had already stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and walked over, the expression on his face became playful, as if the silence and decadence just now had never existed.

At that moment, Ming Yin felt that the person in front of her was very good at disguising.

So once he sensed the presence of a stranger, he would quickly put on the mask, just like this time.

He stopped two or three steps away from her, and his voice sounded, "How old are you playing sneak shots?"

Ming Yan suppressed her unbalanced heart rate, pinched the hem of her clothes awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I, I like photography, I thought it looked good so I took it."

He sneered, "Deleted."

Ming Yin nodded, "Okay, okay."

He probably felt that he was just an underage child, and he didn't want to waste time on her. After speaking, he turned and left, cold and alienated.

Ming Marriage didn't delete it in the end, she knew it was impolite, but she couldn't convince herself to delete it.

That was the first time she and Pei Que met. She thought it was just an ordinary encounter, but she never thought that in the many days after that, when she was tossing and turning, she played back his figure and voice over and over again in her mind.

After that, she went to the old industrial area several times, but never saw him again.

Just when she was losing confidence, at the inauguration ceremony of the new head of the Pei family, the flamboyant and expensive man in a suit and leather shoes seemed to be the one she was looking for in those days.

Pei Que, she knew his name.

Seeing again, those thoughts that were dormant in her heart that shouldn't be there suddenly grew wildly. At the age of first love, Pei Que became the only throbbing in her youth.

After years, lovesickness becomes sick.

……

"Buzz..."

The mobile phone on the table vibrated a few times, Ming Yin retreated from the past, and her thoughts returned to reality.

She picked up her phone, and Liu Yingyi pushed her the WeChat messages of two or three boys.

There are also a bunch of introductions about them at the bottom. Mingyu is too lazy to waste time, so he didn't read them and just added WeChat casually.

Looking back at the thick stack of photo albums on the table, she sighed and closed them.

The smiling and coquettish men were hidden in the cover page, and then locked again by Ming Yin in the innermost drawer.

-

In the afternoon, when the scheduled time came, Ming Marriage drove to the couple's restaurant without changing her clothes.

When she arrived, she looked around and saw a young man in a blue suit waving at her. She slid down her sunglasses a few inches, turned on her phone and compared the photos before walking over. .

The man's eyes lit up a few degrees when he saw her, and he stood up enthusiastically to shake hands with her.

Ming Yu took off her sunglasses, smirked professionally, and left immediately.

The man withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, and asked her to sit down.

Ming Yin didn't eat much at noon, and she's really hungry now.

So when she was ordering food, she was very active, and the man thought she was interested in him, and his spirit was on several levels.

-

At the same time, in the box of the same restaurant, Pei Que sat in the main seat with his long legs crossed, his dark gray shirt stretched out neatly, and he had a relaxed smile on his face.

Men and women at the dinner table are pushing cups and changing cups, and the smell of smoke is strong.

One of the middle-aged men smiled all over his face and said: "Mr. Pei, you see that we have also sent a lot of planning documents to your company's mailbox. We have seen the development of the eip industrial park and are very willing to help you. You see Do you want to consider our Yao family?"

Holding the wine glass, he said, "To show my sincerity, I will do it first as a respect."

The corner of Pei Que's mouth curled into a smile, and his slender fingertips tapped gently on the table in front of him, making a dull sound.

At the same time, at this moment, Mr. Yao's heart was trembling with anxiety.

Pei Que remained silent, and he was not sure what he meant.

This Mr. Pei's smile is more terrifying than not smiling, and his thoughts are very deep.

If one plan fails, there will be another plan.

With his eyes, he pointed to the popular little flower sitting next to him.

Xiaohua understood, holding the decanter, with a bewitching smile on her face, twisting her waist and walking towards Pei Que, "Pei Que, I would like to offer you a toast."

Pei is always famous for his love of playing, what if he can be impressed.

However, the popular little flower gradually approached.

"Clap-"

The wine glass in Pei Que's hand suddenly fell, the glass splashed and the wine flew up.

With a cry of surprise, she backed away again and again.

Pei Que still had a cynical and slutty look on his face, and said lightly, "Sorry, my hands are slippery."

He didn't even look at her.

Pei Que's assistant hurriedly replaced the wine glass for him.

Seeing the ugly-looking woman from the corner of her eye, she thought to herself that she hit the muzzle of the gun.

Recently, Mr. Pei has been annoyed by people with strong perfumes.

Mr. Yao stood up to smooth things over, "Seeing that you are not sensible, why don't you sit down quickly."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, I'm being abrupt."

Pei Que gave him a sideways look, "Don't be smart."

"Yes yes yes." Mr. Yao repeatedly said yes.

He sighed, feeling that the chance might be a bit slim, but he still didn't want to give up, "Mr. Pei, our Yao family really cherishes this opportunity, and we can guarantee to meet your requirements with our ability."

"Besides, in a short while, our family and the Ming family will marry. By then, the strong alliance will only get better and better. Mr. Pei, you will definitely not suffer."

Mr. Yao was still talking on the sidelines, but he didn't notice that Pei Que's always casual face had gradually turned dark, and he didn't even smile anymore.

He interrupted coldly: "Who are you marrying?"

Mr. Yao was caught off guard, and he responded slowly: "Ming, the Ming family."

"The Mingkuo family?"

"Yeah, although it hasn't been announced yet, it's coming soon. My son is going on a blind date with the eldest lady of the Ming family right now."

Speaking of this, he had a fatherly smile on his face.

The assistant next to Pei Que saw him ignorant, and said three times in his heart: You are finished.

As he expected, Pei Que got up suddenly, without saying a word, and walked away with big strides.

His face was dark and his back was cold.