No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

At that moment, Zhao Xuelan was stunned for a moment.

Shen Chuyin, this name had disappeared from his world for a long time, so long that they would never be able to contact each other again in this life, but at this moment, the caller ID showed her name.

He stopped but did not answer the phone.

Qiao Huan opened her hazy eyes, she looked at Zhao Xuelan, her red lips slightly parted, her voice slightly hoarse from love affairs, "Zhao Xuelan, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

Zhao Xuelan reached out to hang up the call, then he lowered his head and kissed Qiao Huan.

He kissed deeply.

Qiao Huan could hardly breathe. Her delicate arms weakly stroked his back, and she hummed his name softly, "Zhao Xuelan."

Zhao Xuelan finally calmed down a bit.

His eyes were deep, his dark pupils hooked into hers, and neither of them spoke. He looked extremely sexy. Qiao Huan was moved, and took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, kissing him sweatily.

The phone rang again beside the pillow.

Zhao Xuelan waved away, and the black and gold phone fell on the carpet, still flashing the caller ID...

Qiao Huan leaned forward to pick it up, but the man held her wrists firmly on both sides.

I don’t know if it’s her imagination.

Zhao Xuelan was much more violent than before...

……

After finishing the task, Qiao Huan fell into a deep sleep.

The bedroom was filled with the ambiguous atmosphere of a man and a woman, and the carpet at the end of the bed was piled with messy clothes of a man and a woman...

Zhao Xuelan likes cleanliness.

He rested for a while, put on a snow-white bathrobe and began to tidy up the messy and piled clothes, which were stacked one by one on the sofa. The file bag that Qiao Huan had left at the door of the suite was also picked up and placed on the bedside table.

Finally, Zhao Xuelan picked up her phone.

Six missed calls, all from the same person.

Shen Chuyin!

Zhao Xuelan walked out to the living room holding his cell phone. He poured himself a glass of red wine. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the river view in the distance, thinking about the things that happened with Shen Chuyin in the past.

That year, he had not yet achieved success.

Shen Chuyin has grown into a stunning beauty.

They were less than 20 years old, and their love was thrilling and passionate, as if it would burn themselves into a ball of flame at any time... He had never doubted Shen Chuyin's love for him.

But love is love, and life is life.

That evening, Zhao Xuelan returned to the apartment a day early. He wanted to give Shen Chuyin a surprise, but the moment he opened the door, he saw his girlfriend hugging the head of a theater troupe, doing adult sports...

The floor was covered with crumpled paper towels.

In order to get an A role, Shen Chuyin brought a man home to sleep with her. Zhao Xuelan did not enter the house. He looked at Shen Chuyin quietly and closed the door of the apartment in her desperate eyes.

He didn't take anything from the apartment.

Shen Chuyin tried her best to get him to meet with her through others, but Zhao Xuelan did not give in. He only said three words: "Let's break up!"

They parted ways.

Later, she became famous with that dance drama and became a dazzling female star.

Half a year later, Zhao Xuelan became famous on Wall Street.

In fact, Shen Chuyin had looked for him, but among the girlfriends who came and went around Zhao Xuelan, none of them was called Shen Chuyin... For him, she might not be an indelible love, but she was an indelible betrayal.

The night is quiet.

Zhao Xuelan's cell phone rang again.

It's a short message.

[Xue Lan, I am also staying in this hotel. ]

【Let’s meet at the bar on the first floor! 】

……

Zhao Xuelan read it several times.

Tilt your head back and drink the red wine slowly.

The wine went down his throat, and his protruding Adam's apple moved slightly...

The hotel's 24-hour bar is luxuriously decorated, with dim lighting and a hint of decadence.

When Zhao Xuelan came over, Shen Chuyin was leaning against the booth drinking.

A shot of tequila.

Zhao Xuelan looked at her quietly.

Time has been particularly kind to her. After many years, she is still radiant and beautiful. Even though she is in her 30s, she is still dazzling in the crowd, only with a little more maturity than before.

Noticing his gaze,

Shen Chuyin looked over here, and the moment she saw Zhao Xuelan, a hint of attachment and surprise flashed across her eyes, but she quickly concealed it and greeted her in a very light tone: "Xuelan, long time no see."

Late at night, Zhao Xuelan wore a black windbreaker.

The clothes were worn by Qiao Huan.

When Zhao Xuelan took it off and put it on the back of the chair, Shen Chuyin smelled it keenly. She gently lifted her long curly hair and looked very charming: "Xuelan, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Zhao Xuelan sat down and called the bartender.

"A martini."

The bartender recognized him. The hotel had heard that the famous Zhao Xuelan and his wife were staying at their hotel. The bartender stared at Zhao Xuelan's face and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhao, wait a moment."

Zhao Xuelan nodded slightly.

He took out a lighter and a cigarette box from his windbreaker pocket, lit it, took a puff of the cigarette slowly, and looked at Shen Chuyin with an indifferent look: "It's too late to bother you now, isn't it? Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Shen Chuyin did not give a direct answer.

She looked at Zhao Xuelan's face. He was already handsome, and now with the blessing of wealth, he looked even more noble.

Shen Chuyin loves Zhao Xuelan.

Over the years, many distinguished men have come and gone around her, and most of them have been gentle and considerate to her and willing to spend money on her, but Zhao Xuelan's position in her heart is different. She is a flower on the mountain top.

He was reserved and proud. He broke up with her without leaving any wiggle room for her. But she always had fantasies in her heart. He never got married after he became successful because he couldn't forget her.

She was brought here by Qiao Jinfan.

She didn't know that Zhao Xuelan had a wife. She thought Qiao Huan was just his girlfriend and the position of Mrs. Zhao had always been reserved for her.

The night is charming,

Shen Chuyin said emotionally: "Xue Lan, I have never forgotten you all these years."

Zhao Xuelan leaned back in his chair, slowly smoking a cigarette. He looked at his former lover and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm married."

Shen Chuyin was stunned.

Zhao Xuelan got married...

how can that be possible?

They had friends in the same circle, so it was impossible for her not to know about his marriage. She felt that Zhao Xuelan was lying to her and that he just couldn't forgive her for what happened that year.

Zhao Xuelan's eyes were indifferent: "We got the marriage certificate two years ago, but we haven't held the wedding yet. But it will be soon. My wife had been living in Italy before, so you didn't know."

"I was invited here tonight because I wanted to make things clear to you."

"I am married."

"I love my wife very much! Shen Chuyin, she is different from you. Qiao Huan is a very simple woman."

……

After Zhao Xuelan finished speaking, she leaned over and put out the cigarette.

The waiter came over and placed a glass of martini on the dark bar: "Mr. Zhao, your cocktail."

Zhao Xuelan took out her wallet and pulled out two hundred-dollar bills as a tip.

He didn't talk about the past with Shen Chuyin, but took his windbreaker and left.

Shen Chuyin chased after him.

She chased him all the way to the elevator, grabbed Zhao Xuelan's sleeve, and begged softly: "Xuelan, I know I was wrong back then! Can you give me a chance to make it up to you?"

"Can I accompany you?"

"Let's go to my room and reminisce about the past. I promise I won't destroy your marriage and family... Xue Lan, I really miss you."

Shen Chuyin is proud.

But at this moment, she threw away all her womanly reserve, and she hugged Zhao Xuelan from behind desperately. She pressed her soft body against him, trying to awaken his manly needs.

"Let go."

"Shen Chuyin, don't embarrass each other."

Zhao Xuelan scolded.

But Shen Chuyin refused to let go. Just as Zhao Xuelan tried to push her away, the elevator door opened.

Inside the elevator, it was none other than Qiao Huan.