Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

"You're still here." Jiang Yuan narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of her, as if she had guessed his arrival.

When the people around Jiang Yuan saw He Ze's arrival, the noisy voices immediately fell silent.

Wen Ting immediately stood up and greeted him, "The famous He Ze, sit down quickly."

Wen Ting warmly pulled He Ze towards the booth where Jiang Yuan was.

He Ze sat down, his eyes swept over everyone indifferently, and finally landed on Jiang Yuan.

"I have invited you to come to my place so many times to design for me and check my brand, but you never reply to my messages every time." Wen Ting asked.

He didn't say anything.

He just stared at the woman in the middle of the booth.

Jiang Yuan slowly raised her eyes, her eyes just mocking, "You came here to spend the night with me, right?"

She spoke humiliating words to the man in front of her.

She understands.

If He Ze were Bo Chenchuan, he would definitely not be able to bear the stimulation.

"I'm not here to sleep with you." He got straight to the point, "I want to talk to you."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Yuan smiled.

She wore a black suspender skirt, revealing her slender legs.

He Ze looked at her with deep and distant eyes, "About tonight, we had physical contact."

When Jiang Yuan heard this, she smiled. Her smile was beautiful, "He Ze, don't tell me that you really can't do it."

She picked up the wine glass on the table and looked up and down at the man in front of her.

He Ze pursed his lips, but did not answer. He picked up the red wine on the coffee table and drank it in one gulp.

Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows, "It seems I was right."

He Ze: "..."

The curve of Jiang Yuan's mouth became wider and wider, "He Ze, you don't dare to admit it, right? Don't worry, I won't dislike you if you can't do it."

He Ze's face instantly turned livid.

Jiang Yuan chuckled and said, "Mr. He, my best friend has a lot of men. If you like, you can choose as you like."

Her eyes were cold and murderous, like a bloodthirsty beast. He Ze had never encountered such a situation.

Wen Ting rolled her throat when she heard this, moved Jiang Yuan's shoulder, leaned close to her lips and whispered softly, "What did you say?"

"Stop making fun of him."

When she heard that, she straightened up and continued to say to the other person, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"Whether He Ze can do it or not is not up to me, but if you don't agree tonight, I will spread the word that you can't do it."

Jiang Yuan spoke very loudly, and people around her looked at her.

He Ze frowned, "Mrs. Song, are you threatening me?"

"Yes, I'm just threatening you. I have enough power to make it difficult for you to survive every minute, so that you won't be able to turn around in your life."

She curled her lips, "Do you believe it or not?"

Her expression was lazy and sinister, and every word was full of menace.

He Ze clenched the wine glass, his fingertips turning white.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuan. Her voice was very sweet, with a rising tail that seemed to seduce people's hearts with a hook. But at this moment, her expression was full of bad provocation.

He Ze clenched his palms.

His chest rose and fell violently, and a strong anger appeared in his eyes.

He stared at her delicate and enchanting facial features and said word by word, "I promise you."

"Okay, I'll stay tonight, but you remember what you said." His voice was extremely gloomy.

Jiang Yuan raised her lips and smiled, "I promise."

She picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured him wine. He Ze looked at her enchanting posture, his eyes deepened, and he slowly pulled him in the middle of the booth.

The surrounding area immediately started to boo.

"Mr. He, have a try." Jiang Yuan picked up the goblet in front of him and handed it to He Ze.

He Ze took the wine glass and took a sip, "What kind of wine is this?"

"Chateaulafite is produced in a world-famous vineyard. Don't underestimate it. It's incredibly expensive."

"This wine is indeed more precious." He Ze put down the cup in his hand, "Jiang Yuan, since you want to play, I will accompany you to the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the wind suddenly blowing by his side. When he came to his senses, Jiang Yuan was already leaning on him, with a fragrant fragrance on her body.

The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breath and heat on their necks.

Jiang Yuan's red lips were close to his ears, and she exhaled like orchid, "Mr. He, I'm a little surprised why you suddenly appeared in the capital."

Her voice was soft and delicate, like a feather brushing against the tip of his heart, with a tingling itch.

"I'm always here." He Ze's tone was calm, and he put his arms around Jiang Yuan's waist.

Wen Ting stood nearby and stamped her feet anxiously, "Jiang Yuan..."

He Ze turned his head and said, "It seems that your Mrs. Song is already drunk, why don't you just make do with it and send her back as soon as possible.

"Jiang Yuan, what should Song Jingnian do if you are like this?"

When he heard these words, there was a trace of anger in his eyes, and he pulled Jiang Yuan closer to his arms.

She raised her eyes and felt the other party's movements.

He sneered on his lips and raised his head quietly pretending to be drunk, "Isn't today my single night? Can't I cut off everything before marriage?"

"Stop making trouble Jiang Yuan." Wen Ting looked at the drunken woman with worry written all over her face, "Young Master Song is not an angry person, and it's not good for you to be like this."

"Then we won't get married." She said casually.

There was a sense of nonchalance in her voice, as if she was saying that the weather is really nice today, as if she was relaxed and happy.

The fingertips slowly lifted the other person's chin, and his eyes were fixed on the other person's lips, "What beautiful lips, soft and lustful."

He Ze's eyebrows twisted. He stared at her red lips and held back again and again before he restrained his urge to kiss her.

He pushed her away and walked away.

"Jiang Yuan, I hope we will have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Jiang Yuan supported her chin with her hand, eyes half-opened, and watched in confusion as his tall figure gradually disappeared from sight.

After He Ze left, everyone in the box dispersed.

Wen Ting helped the shaky Jiang Yuan into the car.

She started the engine and drove into the street.

"Jiang Yuan, I think this He Ze seems a bit unusual." Wen Ting said with a frown.

She didn't understand why Jiang Yuan, who was always rational, would make such a confused decision. Could it be because she was forced too hard?

"Of course he is not simple. I have checked him a long time ago. There is no information about him." Jiang Yuan closed his eyes and leaned on the chair. "Who knows if he is someone else pretending to be him."