Three hundred and thirtieth chapters refusal to continue a marriage
become sworn brothers?
It is only right to make an alliance based on blood.
This is an offensive and defensive alliance.
The twenty-four people are tightly bound by friendship, friendship and interests. In fact, they are very similar to Zhang Lingfeng's princelings. In comparison, these people place more emphasis on love and righteousness.
Tonight also symbolizes that Yang Chen has officially entered the first-tier dandy circle in the capital. He comes from a grassroots background and has just stepped into the Forty-Nine City. His starting point is frighteningly high.
A grassroots counterattack.
This is Yang Chen's evaluation of himself over the years.
In the eyes of others, this was not a counterattack, it was clearly a defiance of nature.
"The bells in the distance echoed in the rain, and we held hands under the eaves to listen..." A sexy girl wearing a halter top and miniskirt dressed in Wei Ziwen sang with great emotion.
Yang Chen was holding hands with Wu Jie, telling them all the dangerous details of their trip to Pakistan to rescue Wu Rui. A group of young men next to them listened attentively.
The girl's sudden singing interrupted Yang Chen.
This song is so familiar to Yang Chen that it is unforgettable.
"Hey, stop singing." Tian Li thought that the girl's singing affected Yang Chen's mood, so he scolded the girl. Yang Chen quickly said that it sounded good and he liked the song, so he should continue singing.
Seeing that Yang Chen didn't seem to be faking it, the girl continued singing. To do this job, you must be good at observing words and expressions. She judged that among this group of men, Yang Chen's words were very important.
Yang Chen picked up the wine glass, drank in silence, listened to songs, and looked back on the past.
Everyone has people or things worth remembering for a lifetime, an unforgettable first love, a toy that is reluctant to throw away, and a best playmate. Even if we are different decades later, things have changed, these beautiful memories often come to mind.
There will always be inexplicable emotions in my heart.
The iron-blooded life in the iron-forged camp taught Yang Chen to be ruthless, cold-blooded, and do whatever it takes to survive. But how could he forget the most beautiful period of his life when he values love and justice deep in his heart.
The girl's singing tugged at Yang Chen's weak heart. He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. The smell of burning tobacco seemed to be getting more and more bitter. Yang Chen couldn't help but cough a few times. The moment he flicked the ash, his eyes filled with tears.
sad.
"Yang Zi, what are you thinking about?" Wu Jie noticed the strangeness of his good brother and asked in a low voice.
"My first love in high school liked to sing this song." Yang Chen blew out the smoke and smiled faintly, with sadness and helplessness hidden in his smile.
Wu Jie smiled and said, "I know about your first love. I remember it clearly. When we were in the recruit company, you often showed off her photos to us. What is she doing now?"
"Yang Zi, tell me about the situation." Wei Ziwen realized that there must be a story here, and Beier posted it curiously, waiting for the next part.
"Dead..."
Yang Chen spoke in a low tone, and after finishing speaking, he smoked heavily.
A group of gentlemen around looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Wu Jie knew something about Yang Chen and Li Nan. He took a sip of wine, stared at Yang Chen, and said, "I sympathize with people after they die, but some women are not worth remembering."
"What I miss is those years."
After Yang Chen finished speaking, he put out his cigarette in the ashtray, picked up the wine, and toasted with everyone. As he said, he had no love for Li Nan for a long time. He just lamented that the most innocent love ended in tragedy.
"Dry!"
More than twenty men bursting with heroic spirit toasted.
We worked hard until two or three in the morning, changing the hostesses twice, otherwise they would all be drunk. When the group broke up, seven or eight beautiful hostesses were brought out.
Wei Ziwen hinted that Yang Chen should also choose one, and Wu Jie followed suit, shaking and shouting: "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, Yang Zi, you can do whatever you want, I will keep the secret for you, I won't tell my little sister, we men, how do you want to play?"
Just play how you want, it has nothing to do with what’s going on at home.”
The old comrade was drunk.
Yang Chen, who was still sober, was proud of his ability to drink, and declined Wei Ziwen's kindness. After struggling for so many days, he just wanted to have a good rest.
They said goodbye to each other and went their separate ways.
Yang Chen took a taxi back to the Pearl Hotel. There was a hint of light in the sky. As soon as he entered the room smelling of alcohol, he took off all his clothes, got into the bathroom and took a hot bath. Feeling dizzy, he walked into the bedroom without turning on the lights and pounced on the food like a hungry tiger.
He threw himself on the bed with an ugly posture. After he fell, he realized that something had happened. There was a body that was hot and fragrant beneath him. Although the person beneath him was wearing clothes, he could still really feel the warmth that made the man's heart tremble.
Yang Chen's head buzzed, and he was completely drunk. Before he could understand what was going on, the person underneath him screamed, and immediately a huge force overturned his body, and the person sleeping on his bed struggled and jumped up.
Bang...the switch rang, the light turned on, and Yang Chen was stunned.
Wu Rui clung to the wall, flushed and disheveled.
"You...you..." Wu Rui stammered the word "you". Seeing Yang Chen naked, he fled the room in panic. This was the first time that the proud daughter of Beijing was in such an embarrassing state.
Yang Chen was stunned for a while, unable to figure out which song the girl was singing. Late at night, she was silently nesting on the big man's bed. This obviously tempting criminal, a male animal with poor self-control, might just be pretending to be confused, and the overlord is so hard.
I was lying on the big bed with the lingering fragrance, thinking that Wu Jie made a mistake after drinking and said that the old man of the Wu family wanted him to get engaged to Wu Rui, and I was heartbroken.
got engaged.
Yang Chen felt very far away from him.
It came unexpectedly, and I was really at a loss.
Outside the room, Wu Rui leaned against the door, panting, touching her face, the temperature was so hot that her mind was full of that masculine body covered with scars. She couldn't get rid of it. Thinking back to the scene just now, she was filled with the masculinity of a man.
The body suppressed the breath, and in addition to panic and lingering fear, there was actually a trace of uncontrollable pleasure deep in my heart.
Originally, she learned from her brother Wu Jie that Yang Chen lived here, so she couldn't help but rush over and use some tricks to enter Yang Chen's room. She wanted to wait for Yang Chen to come back and express her full apologies and guilt, but ended up falling asleep and doing this.
Not only was it embarrassing, but I was also feeling flustered and ashamed.
She slowly closed her eyes and sighed: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen, you are my nemesis, my big nemesis."
A sleepless night.
Yang Chen lay down at around four in the morning and got up again at 5:30 in the morning. He dressed and washed himself with anxiety, went to the gym step by step to exercise, and thought about how to face Wu Rui today.
The two people who had close contact last night and only communicated at a distance finally met in the restaurant. After all, Wu Rui had been deeply influenced by the deep-rooted circle in Beijing. Her speech and behavior were impeccable. It was as if nothing happened last night, but Yang Chen was somewhat embarrassed.
, smiled awkwardly, covered his head and ate breakfast.
"Well... what happened last night..." Wu Rui pondered. Yang Chen, who was eating with his head covered, felt his heart tremble wildly and immediately pricked up his ears. Wu Rui held the milk cup in both hands and said slowly: "What are you going to do?
How to be responsible?"
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Yang Chen almost choked to death on the glutinous rice cake.
"Grandpa is supposed to meet you today, so be prepared." Wu Rui glanced at Yang Chen, stood up and left. She wanted to express her guilt and apology, but she mumbled and got married.
