In the open-air garden on the top floor of the Royal View Hotel, the banquet of the top wealthy Qin family held a lively dance session. Champagne and wine were accompanied by music. The handsome men and women quickly formed a pair and entered the dance floor swaying.

But Wu Xinxin, who has always loved to join in the fun, did not appear. At this time, a pair of scissors was hanging above her eyeballs, and she was terrified by the boy in a white suit.

After Song Ye heard her answer, she didn't let go of her immediately, but continued to maintain her posture. She stared at each other quietly with a pair of deep eyes. After a while, she finally withdrew her hand and believed Wu Xinxin's confession. .

From the perspective of the development of the whole thing, Wu Xinxin really did not need to help Qin Feng, and from the standpoint of the team, it was impossible.

And when it comes to Qin Feng, the disgust in her eyes doesn't seem like a fake.

So, who leaked the secret, and who knew her identity, Song Ye paced to the door and suddenly thought of a person.

Cold heart.

That's right, the person in the banquet hall who may know her identity is Leng Yuexin. She went to Yuncheng with Qu Bai, participated in the school sports meeting of No. 3 Middle School, and contacted the Song family. Song Meimei had a relationship with her. trade. Song Meimei has always been perverse and insidious, using her daughter to seduce Leng Yuexin's jealousy is a trick she is good at.

Then, there must be a deeper relationship between her and Qin Feng...

Between the lightning and flint, her brain has been spinning rapidly, analyzing many possibilities, and the steps under her feet are non-stop, and she is about to leave the lounge.

"Song Ye, wait." Wu Xinxin hurriedly called her from behind. Seeing her stop, she added hesitantly, "Don't provoke Qin Feng, he is not a good person, something happened to the Qin family. It won't necessarily give Qin Zhan face."

"Thank you for your reminder." Song Ye responded lightly, and then gave her a piece of advice, "Wu Xinxin, figure out what you want, Qin Zhan is not someone you can manipulate."

The white figure came and went quickly. Wu Xinxin was still sitting on the sofa. After a while, she lowered her eyes, and a wry smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

She doesn't understand Song Ye's meaning, a man as powerful as Qin Zhan can't control him with his scheming and intentions, not to mention that he doesn't seem to have any interest in women at all, and he takes off-light and stands in front of him. Probably useless.

And what I really want... Hehe, there is one thing I want, but I also don't dare to hope for it.

She got up in a daze, and wanted to get up and go outside to find her father for some comfort, but as soon as she moved, she tragically found that her foot was sprained.

Song Ye's kick just now was useless, but the lethality of high-heeled shoes was too great.

Just when I was about to make a phone call, the door of the lounge opened again, and Tan Rui walked in. Seeing Wu Xinxin rubbing her ankles, she squatted down without saying a word.

"Hey... Lighten it up." Wu Xinxin gasped, looking down at the man squatting in front of her, and asked absently, "Why are you here? Didn't many young ladies invite you to dance just now? "Tan Rui is the only son of the Tan family, and when he was getting married, naturally a lot of celebrities were staring at the position of the Tan family's young grandmother.

"No dancing." Tan Rui answered calmly while rubbing her ankle.

"Why don't you dance? If I can dance, I will definitely fight for 300 games." Wu Xinxin muttered, still unable to change her character as a chatterbox, but because of this bland answer, she felt a little bit of joy in her heart. But she looked down at the man who was like a wooden stake for ten years in front of her. She pouted again, and she was a little disappointed. She didn't dance because he didn't like it. She grew up wearing open-crotch pants. What kind of pee is this person? Sex, how could she not know.

The ankle was rubbed and rubbed by a big palm, and her decisive determination a second ago was shaking and shaking, like the boundless grass on the wall, which made her heart-itchy, and her feet moved, which was quite funny - rub- -Looking at the expensive suit of Tanjia teenager, like a female exile, "My feet, do they look good?"

"Good-looking." In exchange, the answer is still the same, just like a robot whose computer automatically controls the program.

Wu Xinxin sighed and collapsed on the sofa powerless. She felt that she hated hard bones the most.

This bone is Tan Rui.

They were childhood sweethearts when they were young, and the friendship between Tintin and Ding Ding took a bath together before they grew hair. Tan Rui knew how many moles Wu Xinxin had on her body. But this is also the biggest tragedy. I still remember when she was 16 or 17 years old when she was in love, and she found out that she fell in love with her brother at the top of the wall, so she launched her own offensive, and she wanted to stick together 24 hours a day.

Tan Rui accepted it completely and never bothered herself. Wu Xinxin thought that they would come to an end, and waited with joy for the other party to send flowers to express their love on Valentine's Day, and then bathe in love together, but of course there was no fart.

They could sleep hand in hand, hug and joke together, but Tan Rui never said a word of liking to her from beginning to end.

She admitted that she had made it obvious that the other party's refusal to express her position was already a disguised refusal, just for the sake of brotherhood, and she didn't want everyone to be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Wu Xinxin was also helpless. She took a step back and filtered the friendship into pure white. She was not reconciled and further sublimated the friendship. She was afraid that the other party would turn his face. Prevarication in the past.

Song Ye was right, what he wanted was always clear, but he lacked the courage to break everything.

Courage, what the fuck is this shit...

Tan Rui only felt that the tie was suddenly pulled over, because he knew it was Wu Xinxin, so he didn't subconsciously resist, until the moment when his lips met, the soft horny feeling made him slightly startled.

"The new lipstick, how does it taste?" She just posted a sticker, which seemed a little bland. Wu Xinxin was not ashamed to speak first, and she was looking for an excuse for her own lipstick. . Even if the other party's answer is good, at least there is still a step down between them, and she still has a way back.

Her anxiety, her worries, and her struggles were clearly imprinted into Tan Rui's eyes at this moment. He seemed to understand something, why this woman has been so turbulent for so many years.

He pursed his lips, and said in the other's smiling face that was about to collapse, "I didn't taste it clearly."

Wu Xinxin was stunned for a moment, and then her lips were blocked again. Yue Yao was tightly hugged by the other party's big hands, and the wooden man took the initiative to stick out his tongue, domineeringly invaded - occupying all her senses.

"Well... what are you doing, the lounge door is not closed."

"You're too noisy." Tan Rui finally found a way to stop this man's talkativeness.

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