Nuan Wen's whole body was cold. When she woke up, she had changed from a girl to a woman. She thought that she had given herself completely to the man she loved most when she was most beautiful and on her most special day.
At that moment, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world.
But Fang Liucheng's words shattered her happiness. She clearly heard something collapse in her heart. What was it? She didn't know. She bit her lower lip, "Brother Liucheng, you...
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"Don't make such a pitiful sound, Nuan Nuan. I didn't expect you to be such a woman, and I was tricked by you." He interrupted her. Nuan Nuan had never heard such a cold voice from Fang Liucheng, vaguely
He seemed to feel relieved, "Because you have liked me for many years, I originally planned to give you a sweet night before the storm and fulfill your nymphomaniac wish. Since you tricked me, we don't owe each other anything."
Already."
She had no idea what he was talking about, why Fang Liucheng's voice became so cold and strange, why, she couldn't understand a word of what he said, and there was a vague foreboding in the warmth.
"What did you say?" Her voice contained tremor and fear.
The man standing by the phone at this moment seemed to be a devil, a devil she didn't know at all, not her gentle brother Liucheng.
Fang Liucheng laughed, half mockingly, half jokingly, "Nuan Nuan, no matter where you are, it's best to go home now. Also, thank you for liking me for so many years."
…
He hung up the phone. Wen Nuan felt stiff and cold all over. A gust of wind came out from the door. The coldness penetrated into her bones. The woman's face was as pale as paper. Something must have happened.
Wen Nuan stood up in a hurry, pulling the pain between her legs too quickly. She reflexively propped herself up on the bed, catching a glimpse of the bright red mark, and Wen Wen's face became a bit paler. She felt that the perfect blush now became ironic,
Embarrassing.
The memory of last night came to mind. She couldn't see his face clearly, but the pleasure and memory he brought to her could not be erased. She held her chest warmly, who was it? Why was it someone else, not Fang Liucheng?
But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about it, so she packed up her things and hurried out. She looked up at the concierge number and took a deep breath.
5203.
The room Fang Liucheng booked was 5208. She was confused and went to the wrong room?
Wen Nuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He gritted his teeth and ran away in despair.
Oh my God, she did the most daring thing in her life, which was to make an appointment with Fang Liucheng in a hotel. But she also did the stupidest thing in her life, and she even got the wrong room number.
Damn alcohol.
As soon as she entered the elevator, the elevator door on the 52nd floor opened. A handsome man wearing an Armani handmade suit came out. He took out his room card and walked into 5203. When he saw the empty bed, the corner of the man's lips raised a sneer.
