Ye Wanwan had decided to leave and couldn't make any more mistakes, but as soon as she took two steps, her arm was suddenly pulled by a big hand, and she turned around and threw herself into the man's chest.
"Do you want to leave after the kiss?" the man asked in a hoarse voice.
Ye Wanwan stared slightly. The man's handsome and invincible face was half a palm away from hers. The next second, his breath invaded domineeringly. This time, it was the man who took the initiative. He pinched her chin with his big palm and kissed her passionately.
Come down.
Ye Wanwan's mind exploded, he...why did he take the initiative?
Jian Zhipei couldn't explain his unexplained mood, but he just followed his own feelings. He wanted to kiss her and didn't want to let her go.
There was even a fire burning for her in his silent chest, as if even his soul was clamoring for her.
Why is this woman so attractive to him, and why can she make his usual calmness and rationality disappear?
Ye Wanwan knew him too well, so while receiving his kiss, she felt the changes in his breath and his movements.
Ye Wanwan's mind suddenly flooded with danger signals, and she began to push him with her hands. This man should not act recklessly at this time. By then, neither of them would be able to end it.
Even though she loves him and desires him equally, her moral bottom line is there, and she absolutely cannot make such a mistake.
Jian Zhipei was pushed away by her. He gasped, locked his eyes with her tightly, and said hoarsely, "Don't reject me, I know you need me too."
Ye Wanwan's eyes were firm and calm. She pursed her lips and said, "I just went crazy after drinking. I'm sorry. I will never be sorry to my boyfriend."
Jian Zhipei's heart twitched slightly. He had forgotten that she had a boyfriend, and he would marry another woman tomorrow.
"Please forgive me for offending you just now." Ye Wanwan turned around and prepared to leave.
"Do you love your boyfriend very much?" A deep question suddenly came from behind.
Ye Wanwan did not answer, but answered firmly, "Yes, I love him. Apart from him, I will never fall in love with any man again in this life."
After saying that, Ye Wanwan walked toward the elevator and disappeared around the corner.
Jian Zhipei's hands suddenly supported the table, and his tall body was pulled by some force, causing him to bend his back and gasp slightly.
When Ye Wanwan returned to the room, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She didn't even have the strength to walk to the sofa. She leaned against the door and slid to the ground. She hugged her knees with both hands and cried tightly.
Falling with closed eyes.
Qiao Zhai.
Qiao Xuemei was so excited that she couldn't sleep at all. She sat in front of the mirror and admired her appearance over and over again. She had even practiced how to smile to make her more beautiful on the podium tomorrow.
Thinking that tomorrow she will officially become the young mistress of the Jian family. Not only will she have an excellent and perfect husband, but she will also have power and wealth.
This is the day she has been looking forward to since she was sensible! It is finally coming.
At this time, Mother Qiao knocked on the door and came in. Looking at her daughter who had not yet fallen asleep, she warned, "Xuemei, go to bed early, tomorrow is the most important day in your life."
"Mom, I'm really not dreaming! I'm going to marry Brother Jian." Qiao Xuemei covered her chest, unable to contain her excitement.
"Of course it's not a dream, you will be his wife tomorrow."
The corners of Qiao Xuemei's mouth raised, "Mom, that Ye Wanwan definitely won't come to the wedding! In fact, I hope she comes, so that she can see how happy I am."
"Silly boy, after you get married, you can show off in front of her any way you want. Are you afraid that you won't have a chance?" What Mother Qiao cares most about is tomorrow's wedding, which she wants to complete successfully.
