"How lonely is it to drink alone, I treat you?" Cheng Yuanying walked straight to Qiu Bailu. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and when he smiled, he was particularly charming, with a bit of enchantment, but his lips were as thin as paper, and gave him
This monster's face added a bit of ruthlessness.
Qiu Bailu was so dizzy after drinking that she looked at him blankly, then raised her cup and said to him, "I...I didn't drink...I drank tea."
Although Long Island iced tea is called tea, the raw material used is spirits above 40°C. Qiu Bailu usually attends cocktail parties, and she is a small drinker, so after drinking a few glasses in a row, she can still sit still.
He didn't collapse on the ground like mud, but his mind was already in a state of mush, and he could barely maintain his image.
If in normal times, she met someone like Cheng Yuanying who struck up a conversation casually, Qiu Bailu would definitely classify him as one of the scumbags. She would hide from him at a distance, but now, in her eyes, whether it is Cheng Yuanying,
Or everyone here has transformed into a large Doraemon, harmless to humans and animals, and not worth hiding from.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Cheng Yuanying and smiled stupidly. Cheng Yuanying heard a loud collapse in her heart.
It had been a long time since she had seen someone look at her and smile so innocently. Her mind was as pure as a newborn animal, and his appearance was reflected in her big wet eyes.
"Qiu Bailu, do you remember me?" Cheng Yuanying said awkwardly. Although it was the first time he saw Qiu Bailu today, he had known her for many years, or in other words, he had been looking for her for many years.
His fate with Qiu Bailu should start from Qiu Bailu’s first work. When Cheng Yuanying accidentally saw some small works designed by Qiu Bailu at a friend’s house in Chicago, Cheng Yuanying felt that they were his own dishes. His life was full of
Aware of conspiracies and calculations, Qiu Bailu's paintings made him feel extremely clean and fresh.
But those works were not signed. My friend said they were bought from an unknown small gallery in China. He didn't know who painted them specifically.
A few years later, Cheng Yuanying has been paying attention to the domestic design industry. He saw a room layout design drawing in an architectural grand prix. Although that drawing only won the commemorative award of the competition, in Cheng Yuanying's opinion
, it is much better than the championship.
Some senior designers believe that a house also has a soul. Although a house is just a dead object, it can change into various styles and flavors because of the ingenious design of the architect.
Cheng Yuanying could see Qiu Bailu's heart from her design. Her crystal-clear soul, untainted by lead dust, was what he yearned for.
The winning work was entered in the name of Qiu Architecture. The names of the contestants were not announced to the outside world. Cheng Yuanying also spent a lot of effort to get some inside information after the competition and knew that the work was from
In the hands of Qiu Bailu.
He had always wanted to find an opportunity to get close to Qiu Bailu, but because there were too many trivial matters in the family, and because he had just returned to China, he was being plotted by people both openly and secretly. For the time being, he had no time to pay attention to Qiu Bailu until he finally got his hands on it.
When everything was sorted out, Qiu Bailu disappeared inexplicably.
Until now...
"You?" Qiu Bailu's eyes widened, and it could be seen that she was trying hard to search for her memory, but after a while, she shook her head in disappointment, "No... I don't recognize... Do you want to drink tea too?"
Cheng Yuanying took the cup from her hand, signaled to the bartender for another drink, and then sat on the chair next to Qiu Bailu, "I don't drink tea, I only drink. Qiu Bailu, you don't know me, but I know you, I'll buy it
The first house I built was designed based on your first award-winning work. You have to remember me, my name is Cheng Yuanying."
Qiu Bailu was just getting drunk, and the music in the wine was playing loudly. She couldn't hear what Cheng Yuanying was saying at all, and she could only see his thin lips moving up and down. She was confused.
She looked at him, then probably thought it was boring, so she turned her head away.
Cheng Yuanying, "..."
He reached out and pulled Qiu Bailu's face back. Qiu Bailu frowned, looking unhappy.
"Cheng Yuanying, read it after me." Cheng Yuanying taught Qiu Bailu word by word with rare patience, like teaching preschool children.
Qiu Bailu's eyes were dull. "Cheng...what...Ying?"
"Cheng Yuanying."
"Oh, I understand." Qiu Bai agreed expressionlessly. Because she felt that Cheng Yuanying's hands were in the way, she began to wave her arms randomly, trying to drive him away.
Cheng Yuanying quickly retracted his hand, and Qiu Bailu's fingertips almost passed his cheek.
He suddenly had a feeling that this woman who looked very weak on the outside actually had a very powerful little universe. In other words, she was very good at pretending to be crazy while drinking. Cheng Yuanying was not angry. On the contrary, he felt that Qiu Bailu was so drunk.
Houhanhan's irritable look was very funny, and he wanted to keep her by his side for a while longer.
So he waved to the bartender, indicating that Qiu Bailu's wine tent was hung over his head. He jumped off the chair and put his long arms around Qiu Bailu's shoulders, "Remember my name means you are my friend. Here
It’s boring, how about I take you somewhere else to play?”
Everything in her eyes was confused, and Qiu Bailu's consciousness was a little blurry. She knew that she had drunk too much, and it was very dangerous to go on like this. But she didn't want to escape to a safe area at all. She felt very uncomfortable, and something was in her heart.
There are so many things blocked up, but there is no way to let them out.
She wanted to cry loudly, but her eyes were so dry that nothing could come out.
She hurt a man who liked her so much. She knew that Qin Zhen fell from the balcony not because he wanted to die, but because he was disappointed. He was so disappointed that he didn't want to look at her again, so he chose the fastest way.
The way is far away from her.
Why is she so bad? When did she become so cruel? She even hates herself.
When people are sad, they tend to fall and give up on themselves. She feels that no one will like her like Qin Zhen in this life. Since no one loves her, why should she cherish herself and leave it to Huo Dongheng to destroy?
Qiu Bailu had countless thoughts rising and falling in her heart. She looked at Cheng Yuanying for a while and felt that this evil-looking man would make her fall into a mess, so she nodded fearlessly.
Cheng Yuanying was overjoyed. He got out of the chair with Qiu Bailu. Qiu Bailu leaned against him limply, holding her arms full of soft jade. Cheng Yuanying proudly raised her chin towards Xiao Jia, but unexpectedly saw her best friend's face turning pale.
"Mr. Cheng, my wife is drunk, please excuse me." Huo Dongheng saw Cheng Yuanying's movements from upstairs. He did not expect Qiu Bailu to appear in this place. Seeing her flushed face, he knew whether she had drunk or not.
few.
Qiu Bailu was very well-behaved when she was drunk. She just muttered something in a low voice. She was neither noisy nor annoying. But her appearance in Huo Dongheng's eyes made him frown deeply.
Huo Dongheng knew Qiu Bailu's character very well. If she hadn't experienced great grief, she would never have made such an outrageous move. What on earth could have made her become like this?
Did you come here to get drunk?
Huo Dongheng stretched out his hand to take Qiu Bailu over. Cheng Yuanying not only did not respond, but took Qiu Bailu back a few steps. He said to Huo Dongheng with a smile, "Your wife? Why didn't I know she was you?"
Mrs?"
"That may be because when I married her, Mr. Cheng, you were still troubled by your identity and had no time to pay attention to other things."
Huo Dongheng spoke mercilessly and immediately revealed that when Cheng Yuanying returned to China a few days ago, she was suspected to be not from the Cheng family and was forced to undergo DNA verification.
This kind of thing involves face. If it were other people, they would jump up and have a fit on the spot, but Cheng Yuanying's psychological quality was different from ordinary people. Even if he was poked by Huo Dongheng, he just curled up his lips and said, "Yeah, I did it a few days ago
It is true that you are too busy to do anything, but Mr. Huo, you are not much better? It seems that your wife doesn't want to leave with you."
Even though she was so drunk that she couldn't even stand steady, Qiu Bailu immediately became restless when she heard Huo Dongheng's voice. When her half-opened eyes met his face, she immediately turned away in disgust.
.
She didn't need to say these three words: "I hate him." Her body had already given the most realistic reaction.
Qiu Bailu leaned against Cheng Yuanying. When she heard that Huo Dongheng was taking her away, she buried her face directly in Cheng Yuanying's arms. Cheng Yuanying lowered his head and asked her, "Miss Qiu, do you want to leave with your husband?"
Qiu Bailu immediately waved her hand and replied clearly, "No, I don't know him."
Huo Dongheng's face suddenly turned ugly because of her answer, but Cheng Yuanying smiled so devilishly that her peach-blossom eyes were almost slitted into slits.
"Mr. Huo, I'm so sorry. Miss Qiu didn't want to do this. We men can't force other girls to do it. Please give way." The good dog was in the way, so Cheng Yuanying could only say this.
Say it. He dragged Qiu Bailu out and Huo Dongheng tried to block them with a blue face. When he moved, someone stopped him and hugged him.
"Dongheng, why did you run down all of a sudden? Everyone is waiting for you to open the champagne." Ren Ying hugged Huo Dongheng's waist tightly and did not dare to let go. She was afraid that Huo Dongheng would disappear if she let go.
She felt as bitter as if she had drank a large bowl of raw yellow lotus. How could the man who was chatting and joking with her just a second ago abandon her after just one look at her? How could she be better than her?
What's wrong with Qiu Bailu? Why does Huo Dongheng only have Qiu Bailu in his heart? Why can't he value her more?
"Ren Ying, I have something to deal with. You go up and have a drink with them first. I'll be back soon." Huo Dongheng felt anxious when he saw Cheng Yuanying leading him further and further away. He wanted to open Ren Ying's hand, but found that she