There is more love than hate. Look how pathetic I am. Even if you abandon me, I still miss you so deeply and crazily. How about you, do you miss me at all? Can the fireworks in Washington remind you of Christmas Eve?
us.
They only spent Christmas together once...
Champagne and fine wine, sparkling with pearls and floating in the air, this scene lacked the figure he wanted to see, and inevitably it was less interesting.
The day before the premiere of "Liang Hongyu", he learned from the newspaper that something had happened to him, and his heart ached. Worried, he couldn't help but think that maybe Wen Nuan didn't want to see him and deliberately let himself get hurt.
I feel like I'm too suspicious.
Even if Nuan Nuan didn't want to see him, she would have pushed him away early in the morning and would not let people have their hopes shattered again. She is not that kind of person.
He didn't feel relieved until she recovered and was able to work.
"Liang Hongyu" has been a huge success, and it is expected to be nominated for Cannes in the future. If this movie had been released when she had just left him, maybe he would not have put so much effort into promoting it, and maybe he would have blocked the movie due to the popularity.
It's possible. But now, even after leaving, he still wants her to get what she wants most.
Get the best.
Cai Xiaojing and Lin Ning danced gracefully in the dance. They were both masters of dance. The men and women dancing around them were all inferior to them. Several celebrity partners were also outclassed in comparison with them.
Everyone praises.
After dancing, Lin Ning accidentally caught a glimpse of Ye Feimo and said to Cai Xiaojing, "Find someone to invite him to dance."
Although he was wearing a mask, he could tell at a glance that it was Ye Feimo. His unique temperament could not be ignored. He was like a pool of stagnant water, always expressionless. After Nuan Nuan left, a sense of loneliness lingered in his body.
Cheng Anya heard Lin Ning's voice from the side and also smiled, "Xiaojing, see if you have a suitable person and have the courage to go over and invite him to dance."
Cai Xiaojing tilted her head. Cheng Anya, who was wearing a luxurious black dress, was beside her. Third Young Master Ye was naturally inseparable. Cai Xiaojing did not take off her mask and said with a smile, "I don't want Mr. Ye to start a fight at the Christmas banquet and scare people."
Young Master Ye snorted coldly.
Suddenly, Cheng Anya narrowed her eyes and pointed at a white figure not far away, "Why does it look familiar to me?"
Lin Ning, Cai Xiaojing and Ye Sanshao followed her and saw a white figure, wearing a white embroidered short dress, like a big rose blooming under her body, very beautiful, with long straight hair.
Shun, tied into a ponytail, tall and slim, she wears a red ghost mask, which is unique and looks even more bewitching and charming.
Cai Xiaojing exclaimed, "This is the dress Wen Nuan wore last year."
Moreover, Wen Wen was dressed in a mask that was very similar to her, and Wen Wen's hair was tied up so high, so pure and pure, and the embroidered roses were so beautiful. After she advanced it, Cheng Anya also remembered it.
It was indeed Wen Wen's dress that day, and if you didn't look carefully, her figure was very similar to Wen Wen's. She was slightly shorter than Wen Wen, but it was only because she was too tall that it showed. This dress was not worn on her.
Wen Nuan's body is so attractive that people have to cover up their shortcomings. This woman's thighs are a little thick, not as good as Wen Nuan's long, straight and even legs.
Mr. Ye Sanshao touched his chin and smiled enigmatically, "Women nowadays are really becoming more and more considerate."
Cheng Anya frowned displeased, Ye Feimo had put down the red wine and walked towards the woman.
Lin Ning thought that this was definitely not a coincidence. She was too stupid to dress similarly. Why did her mask and hairstyle be so similar? It was self-defeating. It was obvious at a glance that she was deliberate.
Cai Xiaojing thought of An Ning's new artist, who had a slightly similar figure and usually wore a ponytail.
"Mrs. Ye, maybe it's not intentional. There is a new artist under An Ning's banner. She just graduated from University A and has good qualifications. She usually wears her hair in a ponytail. I look a bit similar. I wonder if it's her." She said.
Maybe to be fair, to be honest, she doesn't like people dressing up like this. It seems too deliberate, but maybe it's just a coincidence.
She had seen that artist before, and he was very pure, as if she had just seen warmth back then.
"Could it be such a coincidence?" Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows with some reservations. Whether it is true or false, you will only know after seeing it.
Ye Feimo looked at the woman with one hand, as if he wanted to burn a hole in her body. He was immersed in the warm dream of longing, as if he could still smell the fragrance on her body, as if he could still see her loving eyes.
.
I was having such a dream, dreaming of her graceful figure that night on Christmas Day, and she appeared in front of me. It was God who showed mercy. Did you hear his voice? Maybe the warmth came back.
He ignored the strange and unexpected feeling in his heart.
The woman was about to get the wine when she was restrained by Ye Feimo. People were coming and going at the party and everyone was having fun. No one would notice this scene. It was just a normal thing for men and women to flirt.
"Who are you?" The woman was confused and struggling, with a thin layer of anger in her eyes. Ye Feimo hugged her tighter and tighter, but his heart was cold.
It's not warmth, it's not the usual fragrance on Wen Nuan's body, it's not Warm's voice.
Wen Wen's voice is very coquettish, and there is always a little tail tone when speaking, especially when calling his name, it seems to drag the tail tone, as if he is acting coquettishly, which is very useful to him, especially when making love, he
He even liked hearing her call his name. The excitement and throbbing that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart was something that no one else could give him.
But this woman's voice was too coquettish, even cooing, not warm and natural, but he could already hear the subtle difference.
He knew it was not Wen Wen, but he still insisted on taking off her mask, revealing a youthful lotus face, which looked slightly bigger than Wen Wen. It was very beautiful. Although her facial features were not as small and delicate as Wen Wen's, they still had a soft charm.
There was a thin layer of anger on his face, which was tinged with rouge, and he glared at Ye Feimo stubbornly.
He recalled the day when he first saw Nuan Nuan outside Anning International. She stood in the rain, staring at her affectionate peach blossom eyes, pretending to be cold and stubborn, looking at her with a faint look on her young face.
There were layers of redness that couldn't be reduced by the coldness. That was because he was angry.
This face and Wen Nuan's face seem to overlap. They look similar, but they are not. If we really want to say they are similar, it is the stubbornness in their eyes. They are really similar. The similarity in spirit is more impressive than the similarity in form...
