Just when Cui Ying fell asleep, Liu Jian's cell phone rang again. Seeing the unfamiliar number on it, Liu Jian showed a playful smile, gently covered Cui Ying with a quilt, and Liu Jian came to the living room.
Answered the phone.
Wen Jiandi's panicked voice rang out: "Is that Boss Liu? I, I'm Wen Jiandi, we met today." For fear that Liu Jian wouldn't remember her, Wen Jiandi specifically mentioned the bar.
Liu Jian smiled and said, "I know it's you, what's the matter?"
Wen Jiandi was about to cry and begged: "Boss Liu, today is all my fault, please let me go."
Liu Jian scratched his ears and said, "I can't hear what you said clearly."
Wen Jian Di was stunned, and he knew that Liu Jian was deliberately retaliating against her.
Wen Jiandi had no choice but to repeat what she just said.
Liu Jian smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I still can't hear you clearly. Why don't you come over and talk to me face to face."
Wen Jiandi felt a chill in her heart, as if she had fallen into an abyss. Liu Jian's suggestion seemed very ordinary, but she knew that things were not that simple. If they really met, Liu Jian might not make any requests.
But she had no choice. Everything happened too fast, and it seemed to be fake. In a short period of time, all her work was gone. The career she had worked hard for so long in Beijing suddenly reached a freezing point.
Even her agent, who had always treated her cautiously, asked her sternly who she had offended to cause this situation. If she couldn't solve it, the agent would cut it off with her.
Wen Jiandi just asked: "Boss Liu, where are you? I'll come see you."
Liu Jian showed a victorious smile and said: "That's right. Some things still need to be explained clearly in person. I'm here with Cui Ying. You should know where her newly rented house is."
Wen Jiandi gritted her teeth and nodded: "I know, Boss Liu, I'll go over now."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Jiandi stood up and was about to leave. Mao Haiyue on the side couldn't help but held her hand and asked: "What are you going to do?"
Wen Jiandi was not in the mood to talk to Mao Haiyue now, so she broke away and said, "I have something to deal with, so please leave it alone!"
Mao Haiyue said with a ferocious expression: "Are you also looking for that man?"
Wen Jiandi frowned and said, "Okay, if you have anything to do, wait until I get back. I have to go there quickly. There is a problem with my work."
Mao Haiyue said angrily: "Why is it that Cui Ying is like this and you are like this? Are all your models like this?"
Because his voice was too loud, everyone around him heard it, and everyone looked at Wen Jiandi with strange eyes.
Wen Jiandi was also very angry, and she continued to cause trouble even after all this time.
Wen Jiandi said: "That's enough. I told you to wait until I come back."
Mao Haiyue said reluctantly: "When you come back, will you still be the same as you are now?"
Wen Jian Di said angrily: "Mao Haiyue, what do you mean? Do you think I can tell you what I am doing? Who do you think you are? I don't have anything. I only know how to lose my temper with women. No wonder Cui Ying dumped you. You are now
Let me go."
Mao Haiyue's face suddenly turned pale. Hearing Di's words were like a knife cutting into his heart. He let go of his hand in a daze and fell on his seat, unable to say a word anymore.
Wen Jiandi felt a little regretful when she saw Mao Haiyue like this. Speaking of it, Mao Haiyue was still a good man, gentle, considerate and attentive, and could take care of others. Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to great lengths to snatch it from Cui Ying's hand, but today's
The matter was so serious that Wen Jiandi had no regard for Mao Haiyue's thoughts.
Wen Jiandi hesitated and said, "Hai Yue, it's nothing. It's all work matters. I'll be back after I've taken care of it."
After saying that, he didn't look at Mao Haiyue anymore and hurriedly went out to take a taxi and went straight to Cui Ying's house.
When Wen Jiandi walked away, Mao Haiyue picked up the wine on the table and drank hard until he was very drunk. He staggered out of the bar and muttered as he walked: Beijing is not suitable for me, not suitable for me.
, I want to go home, I want to go home. From that day on, no one saw Mao Haiyue again. This man disappeared without a trace like a Martian.
Arriving at the door of Cui Ying's house, Wen Jiandi arranged her hair, put on the most charming smile, and knocked on the door. Liu Jian was wearing pajamas and opened the door with a smile.
When they arrived in the living room, Wen Jiandi saw Liu Jian sitting on the sofa and begged for mercy: "Boss Liu, it's all my fault. Please forgive me."
Liu Jian showed a proud smile and said: "I told you that I would let you pour the wine and give you a chance to admit your mistake, but it's a pity that you missed it. And you seemed to say something, you have seen many people like me.
Well, I'll give you a chance to get to know me. Now that you know you were wrong, don't you think it's too late?"
Wen Jiandi's face was burning. Thinking of what she just said in the bar, it was like a slap in the face, making her not know how to speak.
But for the sake of her own future, Wen Jiandi could only lower her face and said: "Boss Liu, you are a big shot, so don't be like me. I know it's all my fault today, so I'll pour you a drink."
Liu Jian shook his head and said, "There is no wine here."
Wen Jiandi saw the teapot, picked it up quickly and said, "Shall I pour you some tea?"
Liu Jian shook his head and said: "It can't be solved by pouring tea now."
Wen Jiandi was about to cry and said: "Boss Liu, what do you think we should do? Please let me go."
Looking at a beautiful woman over 1.70 meters tall looking at him with tears in her eyes and a pitiful posture, Liu Jian smiled. This is what he wanted to see.
Liu Jian smiled and said: "Yes, this is an attitude of admitting your mistake." Then he gestured and pointed to the ground.
Wen Jiandi looked at Liu Jian in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
Liu Jian shook his head and said, "Don't you understand such a simple truth? What I mean is come here and kneel down."
Wen Jiandi's face suddenly turned pale. She didn't expect Liu Jian to make this request. Endless humiliation surged into her heart. Oh my God, how could this happen? I just said a few wrong words. She finally understood what the ancients said.
What does it mean to have trouble come out of your mouth?
Looking at Liu Jian with his legs crossed, she knew she had no choice. She endured the humiliation and knelt down in front of Liu Jian, but everything was not over yet.
In her disbelieving eyes, Liu Jian took off his clothes, revealing the naked things inside, and then she heard a voice that sounded like a demon: "Come on, hold him in your mouth."
Wen Jiandi raised her head and saw Liu Jian's cold eyes. There was no trace of tenderness, only cold animal lust. She suddenly understood the choice Cui Ying faced that day. There was no chance, no leeway, and no possibility of accommodation. Tears were in the corners of her eyes.
When it flowed out, Wen Jidi held the thing with trembling hands and held it in her mouth while holding back her nausea. At that moment, she seemed to have entered the depths of hell, with no possibility of climbing back out.