time-limited addiction

When Shen Jing is tired, she will look through the self-media social accounts she used to play in the past.

Fans neither increased nor decreased.

Yunding’s house and Yunding’s cat have not been deleted.

Even the secretly photographed Zhou Luchen's hands and suit were not deleted in her video.

My life is ordinary and ordinary. I am alone, have no worries, spend money and swipe my credit card, and occasionally swipe one thousand and eighty.

It's a pity that the price of this black silk stocking suddenly increased.

It rose to two thousand two thousand.

On June day, there was a private financial supervision lecture. Shen Jing finally got the ticket and went abroad. She went to New York. She concentrated on studying, and naturally she didn't meet the so-called president of the joint bank.

She is in uptown, and Lian Xing is in lower Manhattan, where land is the most expensive in the world.

She was not looking forward to it, but it was very sad. She was being followed when she was walking alone. She turned around cautiously. He was a tall and powerful guy. He gave him a weird and malicious smile. She was afraid and walked faster and faster. The tramp also picked up the pace.

Fortunately, she met a taxi and Shen Jing got in quickly.

Looking back, she saw the homeless man extending his middle finger in her direction.

Shen Jing's sigh of relief was sweet.

Unexpectedly, the driver was an overseas Chinese. He accidentally saw her behavior and said with a smile, "Next time if you encounter someone, go into a store and ask for help. Don't pity those begging people. They are all pretending and can be greedy."

She nodded, "Yeah."

It's not that Shen Jing doesn't understand this, it's just because she looks so good to bully, you see, but when she met a homeless man, her eyes looked like she was crying. Looking at it like this, the driver kindly talked to her.

Shen Jing returned to the hotel and flew back to China the next day.

This is a place that is not suitable for people like her. It has two extreme worlds. On one side is a prosperous financial center, and on the other side is the strong looking down on the weak.

Across New York.

Rainy weather.

By the lake in Brooklyn Park, two minimalist chairs and two fishing rods were set up.

Joanna sat next to Zhou Lüchen, not too far but not too close.

You can't take away the fish you caught, and I don't understand why he always likes to come here to fish.

Joanna didn't speak Chinese and could only speak foreign languages ​​to him, "The CEO's fiancée ran away."

Zhou Lüchen has no habit of answering every question, even if he always dominates the chat content.

If you don't want to go back, don't go back.

"You know, the media said that you broke off your marriage with your fiancée because of the young model Joanna. I couldn't laugh or cry when I saw it. They are really good at making up fantasy stories."

"Fortunately, you didn't marry her. She is really not suitable for you. She doesn't seem to want to love you anymore. It will be a hardship for you in the future." Zhou Lüchen never answered these questions and asked slowly, "Did your competition go well? "

"Guess." Joanna leaned close to him and smiled.

Red lips are tempting. European and American beauty is flamboyant and extrovert, and they are very hot when they smile.

Zhou Lüchen had no intention of guessing, he just leaned back on the chair and waited for the fish to take the bait.

He never expresses his true emotions, but from time to time, he looks at people and smiles. He can have affectionate eyes for anyone.

He is lonely, unhappy, and lonely and depraved.

Joanna had known Zhou Lüchen a long time ago. They were just friends. She occasionally fished with him and talked with him.

That also made his fiancée so angry that he always came to investigate her identity.

Joanna would not approach him boldly. No matter how open the country was, she knew very well what kind of appropriate relationship the man in front of her wanted. The media was too good at making things up.

"Why do you like fishing?"

Zhou Luchen always likes to be perfunctory, "I can practice patience."

Joanna looked at him and said, "I think you are already very patient."

He smiled, "I didn't."

Joanna didn't understand what he meant, so she could only smile.

To see him.

This is a man with more masculine hormones than Western men. He is not rough, but has heroic and profound facial features. He has been baptized by the years. He has a mature strategy that should not be expected at this age.

I’m really curious about where the picture of Bai Haitang on his phone came from.

Growing in a square, classical Chinese-style courtyard, with a light snowfall, the crabapples are so beautiful. This is a cross-cultural beauty that Joanna has never seen before.

Joanna asked.

Zhou Lüchen didn't say anything, just laughed it off.

She thought maybe he grew it at home.

That day, he was scolded by his father again. He always remained silent and allowed the accusations on the phone.

Joanna didn't know what mistake he made. At all, he didn't care about the mistake he made. He almost threw his phone into the lake.

Joanna comforted: "You are already very good, don't take your father's words to heart."

Zhou Luchen put away the fishing rod and handed it to Zhuang Ming. He slowly leaned into Joanna's ear and lazily smiled, "I'm not good at all. Are you afraid that I'll ruin you?"

Joanna smiled and looked at his leaving figure, always elegant and handsome, "I know what you want and what you don't want."