Doomsday: Beauty is strong and miserable, she is glowing and crazy at the same time

"Eh? Have you seen the recent popular post on YouTube? He said that tomorrow is the end of the world."

"The end of the world tomorrow?"

The newly hired secretary didn't take it seriously. She joked: "It would be great if there really is an apocalypse, then I don't have to pay off the mortgage."

"This is another fake news that has been hyped up. Didn't the Mayan prophecy also say that it would be the end of the world?"

The young man who spoke glanced out the window. The autumn sun was shining high, and the shadow of the sun was refracted through the glass and turned into a brilliant cross light.

He curled his lips, thinking that this didn't look like the end of the world. Instead of thinking about this illusory doomsday, he might as well appreciate the beauty outside.

She's so pretty.

Thick eyelashes hang low, curly hair reaches her waist, and a high-necked slim-fitting pure black dress wraps her slender and slightly voluptuous body.

Although she was voluptuous, her waist was slender. Under the black skirt, her pair of white ankles even showed a suppressed sexiness.

Even if the background at this moment is just a corridor, her quiet standing there is enough to become a stop-and-stop scenery.

The young man secretly sighed in his heart, she was indeed the woman who allowed the big boss to have a new life and spend huge sums of money to hide his beauty in his golden house.

If anyone else were wearing such tight black, it would probably look like they were attending a funeral.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the house flowers are, they can't stop a man who can't control his lower body from looking for weeds.

Tsk, what a shame.

Shan Xunxing stood quietly in the corridor, turning a blind eye to the probing or sarcastic eyes. She quietly looked at the door of the office of the chairman of Xingheng Group.

There sat her legal husband.

At this moment, the chairman was having an in-depth exchange with his ignorant female secretary.

As for Shanxunxing, it is just across a door, with melancholy eyes acting as a watcher's stone.

She was obviously smiling, but no one could tell that she was smiling.

Twenty minutes later.

The door to the chairman's office finally opened in a strange atmosphere.

Shan Xunxing walked into the office slowly and passed by a pretty girl.

She cast her eyes towards the man sitting on the boss's chair, adjusting his suit.

It has to be said that money is the best maintenance tool for a man. At this age, he has no baldness, no beer belly, and his figure is upright, calm and elegant.

In fashionable terms, that is Liang Xing’s ceiling.

Liang Xing arranged his clothes and had no intention of covering up his cheating in the office. He looked at Shan Xunxing and asked her what happened.

Seeing Liang Xing's disheveled appearance, Shan Xunxing sneered in his heart.

Office play.

The old man is really good at playing.

She tilted her head and smoothed her broken hair a few times, controlled her emotions, and raised expectations in her eyebrows: "Will you come back tonight?"

Liang Xing was slightly surprised: "You want me to go home today?"

"Yes……"

Shan Xunxing escaped from Liang Xing's gaze and did not look at him. He just counted down the time silently in his heart.

Liang Xing didn't respond immediately. After waiting for a while, she turned around and walked out the door seemingly annoyed.

While holding the doorknob, Shan Xunxing paused, as if waiting for him to stay.

"I'll go back tonight."

Click.

At the same time as she opened the door, Liang Xing's voice came from behind her.

Shan Xunxing immediately turned around with surprise on her face, gave Liang Xing a smile that was reserved and suppressed her excitement, and then she left the office with a relaxed pace, as if she had let go of her worries.

She seemed to be in a good mood. When she passed by the corridor, anyone who looked at her would sigh inwardly. It turns out that the boss lady is really not in it for money. She can even endure this...

This is not what true love is!

Even she still loves so humblely!

Shan Xunxing was watched as he walked into the elevator with these complicated eyes.

Even she herself sighed in her heart, it seems that I am really pretending to be a brainless spoiled wife without any complaints.

Her happy face was successfully kept until the elevator doors on both sides closed inward.

She perfectly left everyone with the image of a foolish wife who loved her so much that she had no complaints when facing her husband's affair.

After Shan Xunxing left the office, Liang Xing lit a cigarette to clear his mind.

He is no longer young, and many things are slipping away from his hands at an accelerated rate, especially the pressure that his good son puts on him.

Money, power, women, Liang Xing is eager to seize more of what he has not yet obtained.

He inexplicably remembered a photo he had seen on an employee's cell phone.

At the annual meeting, his wife and another man's wine glasses overlapped. In the blurred crowd, their eyes looked at each other quietly...

Liang Xing closed his eyes and recalled the conversation he saw when he accidentally glanced at the chat box.

[I think the boss lady and the little boss are more compatible. ]

Is his woman more suitable for someone else?

No man would not care about this, especially if that person is younger and more promising than him.

He once tried to search for the stars through the mountains, but she did not hide the ridicule in her eyes. She did not even want to explain, and only said that he could think whatever he wanted.

For this reason, he cut off Shan Xunxing's social interactions, had her fired from her job, cut off all her financial resources, completely isolated this woman and taught her a lesson.

I thought she would continue to be stubborn like this, but I didn't expect Shan Xunxing to take the initiative to relent and be willing to be his wife.

Liang Xing breathed out, thinking of Shan Xunxing's kindness just now, the unhappiness in his heart dissipated a lot.

Now that she has learned to be sensible, she should go back home.

……

Night falls.

Autumn maple pavilion.

There was only one corridor light turned on in the quiet villa. Shan Xunxing stood leaning against the entrance at the junction of light and dark. Her body was split into two sides by the light, and there was darkness behind her.

The unfocused gaze is like a pair of black pearls sealed with brilliance.

Holding the wine glass in her hand, she stared at the door in trance, quietly waiting for the man of the house to return home.

I don't know how long I waited, and when even the air was tainted with the smell of drunkenness, Liang Xing came back.

Shan Xunxing wore a red suspender skirt, stood there lazily, and took a leisurely sip of red wine.

What Liang Xing saw as soon as he entered the door was such a charming scene.

His eyes followed the dark red liquid past her red lips, soaked the tip of her tongue, slid over the back of the white and slender swan neck, and finally stopped at her heart.

Liang Xing couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Shan Xunxing.

She was also wearing a flamboyant red skirt at that time. Against the backdrop of high-rise buildings and orange-green lights, she looked like a wild rose growing in a steel forest.

Dazzling and dazzling, he will never forget it.

But after getting married, Shan Xunxing never seemed to wear red again. She always wore the boring black, wrapping herself tightly.

Feeling Liang Xing's gaze, Shan Xunxing gently rubbed his lower lip with his fingertips and spread the wine stain evenly on his moist red lips.

She picked up another glass of red wine and approached Liang Xing, leaning her head on his shoulder with an attached look.

Liang Xing smelled the familiar woody scent on her body, which was his most commonly used perfume. The blend of scents made her whole body seem to be clinging to him.

Perhaps because Shanxunxing was too intoxicating, Liang Xing never noticed that the red wine in her hand was showing a strange deep red color after being penetrated by the light.

He asked with imperceptible pleasure: "Do you know what you look like now?"

"like what."

"Cuscutus."

Shan Xunxing was finally tamed by him from a thorny wild rose to a dodder attached to him.

"If you say so, then so be it." Her breath hit the side of Liang Xing's neck, like a lover's sweet whisper.

Hearing this, Liang Xing obviously had a smile on his face, allowing such an unruly woman to admit that surrendering to herself was indeed a comfortable thing both physically and mentally.

Under the dim light, Shan Xunxing whispered to him ambiguously. Liang Xing looked at the red wine brought to his lips and listened to her whispering to him.

The straightforward invitation made Liang Xing's throat roll. He held Shan Xunxing's hand holding the wine glass and drank the crimson liquid in the glass without any further hesitation.

Seeing this, Shan Xunxing finally smiled sincerely.

What an arrogant man.

Even Cuscuta doesn't just cling, she sucks your flesh and blood harder than anyone else.