The domineering president meets her

After hanging up the phone, the doorbell rang.

Qiao Jinxi thought it was the room attendant, so she got up and opened the door.

Without even turning his head, he said casually: "Pick up those things on the ground."

He went to the wine cabinet and pried open the cork of the bottle with a pop.

The tender white jade hand with red nail polish took out a tall red wine glass, poured out a little, and drank it in one gulp.

Perhaps she was tired of standing, so her legs were exposed from the slit of the front of her bathrobe, and she lifted them up and put them on the chair, revealing her sexy figure as she was wearing nothing underneath.

Then he drank several cups, felt hot, untied the belt of his bathrobe and put it on casually.

Suddenly I heard the waiter close the door, walk behind me and stand still.

Qiao Jinxi turned her head in confusion and saw Zhou Yichen holding a big bouquet of roses.

The man who had dinner with me in the hotel that day.

He is also the runner-up of Singapore's "Talented Newcomer", the best actor at the Golden Bell Awards, the top actor in Singapore, and an international actor...

With his personal efforts and talent, he has won one dazzling halo after another, and countless people are impressed by his acting skills.

Before, Qiao Jinxi and he studied in the same art school. They met by chance at a party held at the school. At that time, he didn't know he was engaged, so he had a lot of fun.

How could Qiao Jinxi, who has been in love for a long time, not know how naive he was that night? She thought it was just a joke, but who knew he took it so seriously.

He has been pestering me for the past few years. Even though I have told him that I have a fiancé, he still flies over to see me whenever he is free.

That Fu Shi didn't look like a man that was easy to deal with. Her mother had just taught her what to do on the phone, so she couldn't make any mistakes at this critical juncture.

Qiao Jinxi didn't want to look at him any more. She turned her back to him, fastened her belt and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

The man didn't care about her cold attitude.

He walked behind her, put his arm around her soft waist, got close to her, and then raised his lips:

"The headlines these days are a little crazy. I'm afraid you'll be sad and cry, so I'm here to keep you company."

Then, smiling, he held her hand holding the red wine glass with his big hand, raised the glass with her hand and drank it all.

But just as the woman was about to pull back, the big hand holding her tightened, pressing gently from the back of the hand, and the man buried his head in her neck in fascination.

"You, an opera singer, don't need to worry about that!"

Seeing the woman interrupting his attempt to continue his affectionate gesture and turning away, the man twirled the wine glass with his fingers, the smile on his lips deepening.

"You are so irritable and yet you still tell me not to worry. You are such a cruel woman."

Coming to the French window, the woman looked at the lights ahead.

"Zhou Yichen, to be honest, I am already engaged. Let's end this relationship and stop communicating with each other privately."

The man didn't say anything, but drank his wine elegantly.

The woman went on to say, "We've been together for three years and I've discovered that we're not suitable for each other in many ways. We were together before because we each got what we wanted from each other in a friendly way."

"With your conditions, there is no shortage of women. It's just a matter of beckoning and someone will come to you. Why are you bothering me?"

The woman's words were an excuse to refuse.

We are all adults and have been working in society for many years. Some things do not need to be explained in detail and can be made clear in just a few simple sentences.

Zhou Yichen frowned. He was a man, how could he not understand the woman's feelings for the man named Fu Shi!

But he clearly saw that when the man looked at Qiao Jinxi, there was no emotion between men and women in his eyes.

When talking to her, always keep a proper distance from her.

It was just that the woman in front of him was wishful thinking and was wholeheartedly throwing herself at the man named Fu Shi.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yichen put the wine glass on the table, quickly pulled the woman over, and reached under her body.

The woman trembled slightly, and the man licked the retracted hand with the tip of his tongue and smiled with satisfaction: "You dare to say that you have no feelings for me?"

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "No matter how powerful he is, he can't give you the feeling of being a woman. What's the point of you staying with him?"

The woman was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped him: "How dare you!"

The man stared at the slapped cheek with the tip of his tongue. His eyes seemed calm, but in fact, there was an undercurrent.

"Insolent? A man who glares at you makes you devoted and serious. I won't fight with him or compete with him. I just want you to be mine before we get married."

"I have loved you for three years. How can I bear to see you suffer in his place?"

I play with her hair with my fingers, curl it up to my fingertips and play with it. When I'm done playing with it, I place it on my lips and kiss it gently.

The woman's bottom line was challenged, so she pulled back the hair that was entangled with his fingers, turned her back to him, and pointed her finger at the door.

"That's enough. Go back and don't come to me again."

Zhou Yichen had never seen her so ruthless and resolute. He stepped forward and hugged the woman tightly.

"Jinxi, I was wrong. You can hit me or scold me, as long as you don't be so cruel and abandon me."

The two had been together for several years, breaking up and getting back together, but the other person had already been planted in his heart, and he was very afraid of losing Qiao Jinxi.

Even though they are now equally wealthy and powerful, he is willing to commit himself to her and depend on her, simply because he loves her deeply.

Even if he knew that she had had many sex partners before she was with him, it didn't matter. As long as she was with him, it was only him.

"If you want wealth, I earn a lot. I can give you a world tour, great jewelry, and a luxury yacht. As long as you are willing to be with me, I am willing to do my best to make more money and meet any of your material needs."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pick up the woman and fall onto the sofa beside him.

The hard object between the legs had reached the woman's legs under her open bathrobe.

He lowered his head and kissed her neck and chest passionately.

But the stiff-bodied woman raised her hand in disgust and slapped him hard again, frowning and looking at him with contempt.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to get out!"

Then I kicked him away with my knee

"With your little money, you still have the nerve to compete with him? How shameless."

Seeing the woman in front of him humiliating him without thinking, the man felt angry and his tone turned cold.

"What's the point of keeping a good-looking but useless man?"

All this anger was caused by Qiao Jinxi's favoritism towards Fu Shi.

Looking at the silent woman in front of him, the man suppressed the emotions that surged in his heart.

"How is he better than me? Are you stupid? Why would you choose to look for that ice cube instead of a passionate man like me?"

The woman pushed him away in disgust and poured herself a drink.

Then he took a sip of wine and smiled very contemptuously.

"How is he better than you? Just look at his wealth, which is more than your ancestors could ever earn.

I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle. Do you understand this sentence? "

The man was silent for a moment

Then he asked, "Are you sure you want to break up with me? Have you thought it through?"

The woman said casually, "Of course. You can make any conditions you want."

The man endured the pain and said, "No need. I just hope you won't regret it."