The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Tang Yue slowly leaned over to the bedside, his strong honey-colored muscles stretched across his waist and abdomen, hollow and indented, and his handsome face expanded inch by inch in Liu Suifeng's stunned pupils.

Her eyebrows and eyes were full of water, clearly attracting him.

Liu Suifeng leaned against the head of the bed, his breath choked and he lost consciousness.

How to do?

He still felt excited.

You are so useless, Liu Suifeng, you... are so useless!

Tang Yue supported his head with his strong long arms and looked at him deeply. Although his eyes were dark black, the love in them was like a huge wave and a surging tide.

It was like the crazy last night, as if she wanted to tear him apart and swallow him into her stomach, completely blending with him, lingering to death:

"Suifeng, does it still hurt..."

"Love your mother!"

Liu Suifeng glared at Tang Yue with his scarlet fox eyes, raised his hand and slapped him hard in the face.

After all, it was the strength of a man's hand, no joke. Tang Yue's cheek was immediately imprinted with five slender finger marks, red and swollen, but he didn't feel any pain.

Because his heart had already been broken by pain.

"Tang Yue... Now I don't just hate you. What you did... simply makes me sick!"

Liu Suifeng pushed him away angrily, trembling all over, almost hysterical, "Who told you to touch me... Who the hell told you to touch me?!"

Tang Yue stood in front of him with his spine stiff. He was at a loss for a moment, looking as miserable as a stray dog ​​drenched by rain.

"Last night, you drank something unclean at the bar..."

"You don't need to care about me! Who are you to me? In my eyes, Liu Suifeng... you are nothing!"

Liu Suifeng picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on quickly. He then took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, pulled out a stack of US dollars, and slammed it on Tang Yue's naked chest:

"Last night, just pretend that I raped you! Get away from me forever... Don't let me see you again!"

After saying this, the man stood up straight with his handsome back and left angrily.

The empty room was so quiet that only the heavy, lonely heartbeat of Tang Yue could be heard.

"Lord Buddha!"

Wen Ye rushed in at this time and said anxiously, "Young Master Liu ran away! You finally saw him, you have to get him back even if you have to use despicable methods!"

However, at this moment, Tang Yue's face was pale and he was as if petrified and had no reaction.

The emperor is really not in a hurry, but the eunuch is!

Wen also witnessed the entire process of Tang Yue's last relationship from its beginning to its end. He didn't want him to experience that kind of pain again, as if his muscles were being torn apart and his body and soul were being torn apart.

"Sui Feng hates me."

Tang Yue's voice was hoarse, and he squatted down tremblingly, picked up the money on the ground one by one, and held it in his palm, "Aye, maybe... I really should let it go."

Wen Ye raised his voice, "Fuck! Are you kidding me? You believe what I said in anger? When I was angry, I said I would blow up the White House! Why are you still confused now?!"

"I can give up my personality and dignity and pester him for the rest of my life, but is that meaningful?"

Tang Yue curled up into a ball, like a trampled can, thrown away by his beloved, "Suifeng and I, it's over a long time ago.

It's just that I'm reluctant to accept reality and come out of the dream."

……

When Liu Suifeng came out of the hotel, the gray sky seemed to have torn a pale crack, and heavy rain was pouring down.

At this time, a luxurious Lincoln drove slowly and stopped in front of him.

"Mr. Liu, right?"

The lobby manager came out and greeted us with a smile. "A gentleman has booked a car for you. It's raining so hard outside. Please get in the car quickly. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Liu Suifeng looked at the car in front of him coldly, "Tang Yue's car?"

"Ah? The person who ordered the car for you was not Master Tang."

Liu Suifeng frowned, "If it's not him, then who is it?"

The manager smiled, "The gentleman didn't say that."

Liu Suifeng looked around intently, but saw nothing unusual.

"No need, thank him for me."

As soon as the sound fell, he ran away in the rain.

At the same time, in the corner of the coffee shop in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel——

A man wearing a black baseball cap picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, looking in the direction where Liu Suifeng left, his eyes gloomy and sinister.