Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"Which bastard?" Beizhe cursed and slid his finger across the screen to answer the call.

"Hey, Mr. Beizhe, now you believe it, Jian Xiaoan is being kept by a man." The environment on the other end of the phone was very noisy, "Fu Nanchen, the eldest son of the Fu Group, it's just for fun, don't take it seriously."

It turned out to be Jian Xiaoan’s elder brother Jian Hao.

Beizhe pressed the speakerphone button, held the phone with his fingers, put his elbows on his knees, raised his head and took a big gulp of wine.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

The cold beer flowed down his mouth into his stomach and he burped.

The sound of drinking and playing finger-guessing games came from the other end of the phone. "If you really want that girl, I can... make it a done deal for you. Then you give me the money. How... how about that?"

Beizhe felt nauseous after listening to the words on the other end of the phone and started vomiting on the side of the road.

"vomit......"

"Fuck, pretending...pretending to be a gentleman? The crappy things you do...are pretty shameless!" Jian Hao's voice became hoarse and threatening.

Beizhe took a break and said, "Get lost!"

Due to vomiting, his face turned red, bloodshot was clearly visible in his eyes, and there was liquid at the corners of his mouth. He raised his elbow and rubbed it back and forth.

Jian Xiaoan’s voice came to my mind again: I’m done washing.

He knew that Jian Xiaoan was with a man tonight, there must be one.

He was unwilling to give up. Even if they slept together, he still wanted her.

Beizhe dialed the number again. The waiting time was particularly long. His arms were shaking a little and his eyes were staring at the screen motionlessly.

He could hear his heartbeat gradually getting stronger.

"Hello." The moment the phone was connected, his hands were shaking a little, and Jian Xiaoan's voice passed through the receiver to his eardrum like an electric current.

Her voice was gentle, but it bewitched his heart.

She is fine, at least I know she is fine.

However, she spoke very carefully and added: There is no possibility for them!

Why? Beizhe didn't know why Jian Xiaoan was so distant from him. Before the second year of high school, when they were just beginning to fall in love, he knew that Jian Xiaoan liked him like many other girls.

He was her first love.

How could the girl who I had protected since childhood suddenly become a stranger to me? Until her senior year in high school, she always said that she would go to college in another province after the college entrance examination.

Just when he wanted to continue asking Jian Xiaoan the reason, he heard an unusual sound from the other end of the phone.

He could hear the man's faint breathing and Jian Xiaoan's low voice.

The moment the phone was hung up, he completely broke down.

He slammed his cell phone to the ground, covered his head with his hands, inserted his ten fingertips into his short hair, scratched his scalp back and forth, and the blood vessels on his arms extended to his arms in twists and turns.

The veins on his temples bulged and his face turned red.

He could hear the sound of nails scraping against his scalp, like noise penetrating his eardrums, driving him crazy and irritated.

"why why?"

Beizhe spoke in a low voice, and the image of Jian Xiaoan with her hair tied in a ponytail and smiling at her appeared in his mind.

She was so pure and precious, but at this moment she was doing shameless things with a man.

It's just for fun, don't take it seriously.

Raw rice is cooked.

He recalled what Jian Hao said in his mind, pursed his lips, and a look of hostility appeared in his eyes.

He squatted down to pick up the phone on the ground. As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and fell down the stairs.

The stairs were not high, with only four steps. He rolled down from the second step and rolled all the way to the bottom step, where he fell heavily to the ground. His cell phone slipped from his hand and fell behind him after flipping a few times.

The feeling of weightlessness and the pain of cement hitting his muscles cleared his mind. He supported himself with his palms, hunched over and stood up straight.

An uncle nearby saw him and was about to help him up, but he shook his arm away and said, "No, I can do it."

After saying this, he rocked back and forth and leaned over to pick up the phone on the ground.

Due to two falls, the screen of the phone was completely shattered, and cracks covered the entire screen.

"Fuck." He cursed and turned to leave.

biu.....

A bright light pierced the night sky.

"Wow, look! The fireworks are spinning."

"So beautiful! This is the first time I've seen it."

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

"I love you!"

There was a noisy sound behind him. Beizhe did not move his feet, but turned his upper body slightly and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the fireworks of the rotating fireworks are falling down like meteors.

"So beautiful." He said to himself, as if he saw Jian Xiaoan's pure face.

Beizhe closed his eyes tightly, trying to take in the gorgeous fireworks, "She is so beautiful."

"Wow, look! Look!"

"Blue spinning fireworks! So beautiful!"

There was another round of noise, each one getting louder than the last.

Beizhe's thin eyelids were illuminated by the deep blue sky. He opened his eyes and saw blue fireworks spinning and blooming.

He leaned backward, his body spinning along with the fireworks, and when the fireworks burned out and fell down, he took three or five steps back.

"So beautiful." Beizhe's pupils widened, and deep blue fireworks fell into his eyes. His eyes were shining, and the fireworks hit him like meteors.

There was noise all around, and the New Year's bell was still ringing in my ears.

Beizhe closed his eyes tightly, his towering Adam's apple rolling up and down. He took a long breath and looked at the other side of the river, where there were also thousands of lights.

If nothing goes wrong, the fireworks tonight should belong to them.

The wind blew up by the river, and the cool breeze lifted a corner of his suit. The neatly-made suit was as clean and tidy as it was during the day, except that his tie was pulled askew. Beizhe took a step forward, and his trousers stuck to his long legs.

The lights by the river were not so bright. In the night, he hunched his head, his shoulders drooped, and his arms swung casually, and he seemed to be walking with great effort.

.......

In the distance, there is a familiar figure in the crowd.

"That person looks so familiar."

"Who? I don't know. Look at the fireworks quickly. I don't know which rich man set them off. It would be great if our Xiao An was here." Mo Baiyun's voice came.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. The phone in my pocket started ringing.

"Hey, Yang Song, what's up?"

"Happy New Year's Day, is Xiao An there?"

"Oh, thank you, Xiao An is with me."

"Ah."

Beep, beep, the phone was hung up.

On the other side of the crowd, Yang Song was holding his cell phone with a serious expression. He had liked Jian Xiaoan since the beginning of the school year, but she was too outstanding and he had been hesitant to confess his feelings.

When he wanted to confess his feelings, he didn't expect that Teacher Beizhe would talk to him privately and tell him not to have any other thoughts about Jian Xiaoan.

He could only bury the feelings in his heart.

......

At this moment, the city's streets and alleys present a different scenery. Some shabby shops stretch from one end of the street to the other, and barbecue, hot pot, supper, tricycle stalls, etc. are full of the daily life.

Jian Hao was making fist-fights with Brother Biao and was drinking heavily.

The small square table was filled with stainless steel plates covered with thin plastic bags.

There were all kinds of meat skewers, vegetables, beer, and cigarettes. The boss walked over with a skewers of grilled meat in his hand, and called out from time to time: "Brother Biao, Brother Hao, eat more. Today's skewers are on me."

Brother Biao held a cigarette in one hand and patted the boss' shoulder with the other, saying something unclear, "Boss...thanks, brother. From now on...from now on, I will protect you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped the boss on the face twice, and the oil on his hand stuck to his face.

"Oh, sorry, I made it dirty." Brother Biao opened his palm to take a look, then turned to Jian Hao and shouted, "Quick, hurry up and apologize to the boss."

The boss bent his knees slightly, put his hands on the sides of his pants, and smiled, "No, no, this is called... a greasy face... Thanks to Brother Biao, a greasy face is a good thing..."

Brother Biao paused, opened his mouth, showing a mouthful of smoke-stained teeth, and smiled at him, "Brother, you are really good at talking. Brother... likes it."

"Okay, okay, Brother Biao, take your time eating. Call me if you need anything..." the boss said as he backed back to the shop.

“Clap, clap, clap.” Jian Hao raised his hands above his head and clapped, “I will follow Brother Biao’s lead.”

"Where's your... your girl? If she's been... slept with by someone else, she's not worth the money anymore."

Brother Biao picked up a skewer of meat and bit it horizontally from the beginning to the end. Oil dripped from the corners of his mouth and a smacking sound was made.

buzzing...

Jian Hao raised one hand and was about to say something when he saw a string of numbers on the screen.

"Money...Brother Biao, the money is coming..."

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