Revenge of the Reborn Boss

The night was as cold as water, Song Huailan sat up abruptly from the bed.He thought he was still lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, sleeping on a luxurious big bed, and being respectfully called the boss.

In just an instant, his confusion was awakened.

He was already dead, what happened just now was just a dream, and the three short clips were a ridiculous portrayal of his previous life.Lover doesn't love him, but friends with benefits actually play with him. Fortunately, he is self-righteous all day long, thinking that he can cover everything, but never one party pleases.Looking at the dilapidated little bed and the washed yellow quilt, Song Huailan felt a chill in his heart.

Being treated like this, he couldn't help but feel sad.Who is the person who caused everything?Wen Ruoxi... Wen Renxi...

"Ahem..." Song Huailan coughed out a painful breath after taking a wild breath.Fortunately, he is not terminally ill, nor is he ugly and invisible. At least, he still has a chance to work hard for himself.

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Song Huailan remembered Wen Ruoxi's address by peeping at it when she was part-time job last time, and she always wanted to find a chance to check it out.For no reason, I just wanted to do that, so I kept it in my heart.

It's just that I was really busy some time ago, and this time I finally took the time to find it slowly according to the address in my mind.

When he arrived at his destination, he was taken aback.Song Huailan always thought that Wen Ruoxi liked a life of luxury, because in his eyes, the other party was always like a luxury, and he didn't deserve his master.Carefully support it, for fear of breaking it, and even more afraid of disappearing.

But he never thought that the noble peonies could also be planted in economical housing and share residential buildings like small boxes with the general public.

The big designer of Yihui should be very rich, why didn't he buy another villa, or is he a little tight recently?Even if you can't afford it for the time being, don't you still have the previous house?He is dead, so it doesn't matter if Wen Ruoxi lives in it, is he also afraid of ghosts?

Song Huailan looked at the [-]-story building in front of him and thought it was very funny.

The parking lot was stuffy. Even sitting at the entrance, the many private cars made Song Huailan feel suffocated and depressed.But for him now, there is no better way than to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit.He was determined in his heart to see Wen Ruoxi, even if he didn't understand what he was so determined to do.

Silent waiting.

As night fell, the familiar car slowly drove into the parking lot.Song Huailan stood up excitedly. It took him a day to sell drinks, but he could only sit and wait here.

Song Huailan followed behind the car, her heart trembling.

After Wen Ruoxi got out of the car, the co-pilot followed a man, and the two of them got into the elevator closely next to each other.New love?It's not that long.Song Huailan laughed loudly, and after laughing, he kicked the silver BMW next to him viciously. Suddenly, the parking lot roared.

Sure enough, it was worth the wait.

It's even better to have a new love.

This time, he finally understood why the other party was so ruthless.

It's just a drama of old love and new love. It turned out that he hated himself to such an extent that he didn't hesitate to kill himself for an ordinary man, and now he is at large with the one he loves sweetly.What about yourself?I just want to see the monster who can't see the light, looking at the pain, thinking about the pain.

Wen Ruoxi, you killed me for your new love, is it reasonable for me to come back and take revenge?