Wealthy men and wives are not easy to mix

At the dinner table, An You was drunk, and he mistook He Jifeng for Guan Hongxu, put his arms around his neck affectionately, pressed his hot lips against the man's cheek, and exhaled softly: "Honey, let's go home."

He Jifeng seemed to be still immersed in the scene of An You beating him violently at the last moment, he was so dazed for a moment that he almost thought that An You rushed over to beat him up.

But now he saw An You's soft and weak side.

Of course He Jifeng knew that An You didn't call him "husband", but he still felt very sweet in his heart, and felt that the beating was not in vain.

An You leaned quietly in his arms, her face was flushed, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, making his face feel a slight itchy, as if scratching his heart.

He Jifeng couldn't help lowering his head and sipping on Anyou's lips, "Want to go home with me?"

An You nodded, then shook her head: "I don't want to go back."

He Jifeng pinched his chin: "Then where do you want to go, I will accompany you."

An You laughed foolishly: "Honey, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?"

He Jifeng couldn't help feeling a little turmoil in his heart. Could it be that Guan Hongxu treated him badly before?

He Jifeng touched Anyou's face, and said softly, "In the future... I will treat you better."

When she was about to leave the bar, An You refused to walk, and muttered, "I want my husband to carry it."

He Jifeng smiled, bent down, "Come on."

An You lay on He Jifeng's back, strangling the man's neck: "Husband, I have a friend who gave his girlfriend a car on Valentine's Day. It was bought on a loan, and he had to repay the car loan for three years, but he Still very happy."

He Jifeng said: "If you want, I can give it to you."

"Really?" An You rubbed his neck and said happily: "I wanted a car for a long time, but I didn't have the money to buy it. I told you before that when you change a new car, I ask you to give it to me." I drove that old car, but you didn't want to, I was really angry at the time."

"Why don't you drive an old car? I'll buy you a Ferrari." He Jifeng didn't expect Guan Hongxu to be so harsh on An You. He bought a car and a house for his lover with a lot of money in his own hands. No wonder An You divorced him.

"That's too expensive. I don't need it. Husband, you might as well give me the money and I'll save it for you."

He Jifeng said: "I will give you all the money I earn, okay?"

An You was happier, he felt like he was dreaming, he smiled and said: "Okay! I want to buy the most expensive and most tasteful clothes for my husband, and let him use the most high-end things. I really like that my husband always wears Bright and beautiful, noble and elegant."

He Jifeng didn't want to drive, so he just walked on the quiet path with An You on his back, chatting with him.

He Jifeng felt warm in his heart, he said softly: "Don't talk about me, you should buy yours, don't always wear those cheap and tasteless clothes."

An You shook her head: "I don't need it. My clothes are cheap, but the quality is not bad. Husband, you are different. Even if I spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy clothes for you, I don't feel bad."

He Jifeng lamented that Guan Hongxu was lucky to marry such a good wife as Anyou, but he didn't know how to cherish it.

But he was also glad that An You and Guan Hongxu divorced, so that he would have a better chance to get close to An You.

In the end, He Jifeng took him to the hotel and opened a room, and carefully put the sleeping Anyou on the bed.

An You was slumped under the blanket, holding his sleeve with her hands, like a cute and well-behaved kitten.

He Jifeng stroked his hair, leaned over and kissed him gently on the forehead.

Although he really wanted to get An You, he didn't want to take advantage of her.If it was said that the first time he met An You, he wanted to have sex with him, but after getting to know him better this time, he wanted to have him completely.

For the first time, he wanted someone so desperately, and wanted him to be his partner.

He Jifeng didn't know where his feelings came from, but he was so caught off guard, the turbulence was irresistible.

He had followed An You a long time ago. In order to deal with Guan Hongxu, he had secretly checked An You's information. His resume was unremarkable, but when he saw the real person for the first time, he was pleasantly surprised.

Even if An You is not drunk, he will still try to get in touch with An You at close range, because he has long been attracted by An You.

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Yan Jia opened his eyes in a daze, and found that Wu Zonglin was still sleeping, so he kicked him: "Cook me, I'm hungry!"

Today, Wu Zonglin was on vacation, stayed up late last night to sort out the materials, and went to bed very late, Yan Jia was not considerate, and even yelled at him.

Wu Zonglin didn't say anything, and went shopping early in the morning.

Yan Jia walked down, just in time to have breakfast.

Sitting in front of Yan Jia, Wu Zonglin said in a low voice, "Yan Jia, there is something I want to talk to you about."

Yan Jia put a piece of egg on a fork and put it in his mouth, with a very impatient look on his face: "If you have anything to say, hurry up."

Wu Zonglin was silent for a while: "I think we need to separate for a while."

Although they have known each other for more than ten years and are very familiar with each other, it is a pity that they have changed from friends to lovers and only after living together did they realize that there are so many conflicts between them.

Yan Jia immediately lowered his face and threw the chopsticks over: "Wu Zonglin, what do you mean?"

"I need to think about it..."

"You don't want to be with me, so why did you sleep with me?" Yan Jia said angrily, "We've only lived together for a few days, so you can't live with me anymore, right?"

Wu Zonglin: "No, can you listen to me?"

Yan Jia was very excited, as if he had been stimulated by something, he splashed the hot noodles and soup on Wu Zonglin's body.

Wu Zonglin couldn't bear it anymore, wiped his face with his sleeve, and growled, "Yan Jia! I've had enough of you."

"Oh, this is your truth." Yan Jia stared at him stubbornly: "Don't you just think I'm annoying? You've been tired of me a long time ago, right? You slept with me and stayed with me just to get revenge on me ..."

Yan Jia has already fallen into the possession of the tragic protagonist, roaring hysterically, he cannot accept the fact that Wu Zonglin wants to leave him.

Wu Zonglin silently went to the kitchen to wash his face, changed into a clean shirt, grabbed his suit jacket and put it on his arm, and went to open the door.

Yan Jia rushed over and hugged him: "I can't go!"

Wu Zonglin gave him a cold look, and stretched out his hand to separate his fingers one by one.

Yan Jia hugged him back again, not letting him leave.

Yan Jia held back the tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Wu Zonglin, listen carefully, if you dare to take half a step here, don't even think about coming back."

Wu Zonglin said quietly: "Yan Jia, let's break up."

Yan Jia watched Wu Zonglin's back as he left resolutely, and sat down on the sofa with a dazed expression.

That Wu Zonglin who doted on him infinitely and didn't dare to say a word out loud really... has left.