Wild desire tempts him to lose control

Chapter 138 New Year’s Wishes, Xie Yuan Can’t Do It

Wan Sui saw that Su Miaomiao was on fire and didn't dare to say anything.

Obediently followed her downstairs for dinner, and happened to meet Zhuo Hang halfway.

However, he didn't go to dinner with them, but wanted to check out with his suitcase.

"You're just going back? Didn't you mean to celebrate the New Year here?"

Wan Sui stepped forward curiously and glanced at Zhuo Hang.

Zhuo Hang gritted his teeth, obviously not wanting to return home.

"There's nothing I can do. The company and the old man have asked me to go back. If I don't go back now, my job and family business will be gone."

"Hmph, the old man is really scheming."

He has always been free-spirited and used to not go back home all year round, and he was never seen at home.

Otherwise, she would have to be a matchmaker.

"Let's go! I'm so hungry."

Su Miaomiao gave Wan Sui a hand, and the two took the elevator downstairs.

Seeing Chinese Spring Festival elements in a foreign country really makes people feel like they are still in China.

"I'm not afraid of that old man. If you get divorced one day, I'll stand in line first..."

"Not to mention, my younger brother is still an infatuated person. It's a pity that his opponent is too strong."

During this period, I saw several tourist buses passing by nearby, and many Chinese people got off.

After saying that, without waiting for Su Miaomiao's response, he just pulled the suitcase and walked away.

Wan Sui went crazy on his own. After dinner, he took his wine glass to the street and sang with everyone.

In order to cater to the Chinese New Year, merchants on the commercial street plastered red blessing characters and hung red lanterns all over the streets.

As midnight approaches, the clock strikes and everyone gathers to start the countdown.

Not to mention the company, as long as he doesn't go out of line, they will never interfere with his personal affairs.

Needless to say, the only person who can mobilize the Zhuo family and the company at the same time is that jealous old man.

Zhuo Hang put on his sunglasses, passed by Su Miaomiao, and paused deliberately.

Wansui looked at his back and clicked his tongue.

After lunch, they took Su Miaomiao to the commercial street for a stroll. Seeing that it was almost dark, the two of them were not in a hurry to go to the hotel.

It seems that everyone is preparing to celebrate the New Year here.

Wan Sui obviously thought of this as well, and laughed sheepishly.

We had dinner directly near the commercial street and waited for the New Year’s Eve event.

Without the conspicuous package of Zhuo Hang, Wan Sui let herself go.

"What about that, okay! You go back first, and my sister will bring you a gift in a few days."

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The sound of blessings resounded throughout the street, and people, whether they knew it or not, gathered on the streets of this foreign country to celebrate the arrival of the new year.

Wan Sui approached Su Miaomiao and asked her what she wished for.

Su Miaomiao curled her lips and uttered a few words.

"Xie Yuan, no!"

The surroundings were too noisy and Wan Sui didn't hear clearly.

"what?"

Su Miaomiao shook her head and turned to ask her.

"What about you? What wish did you make? Is it to meet more young people in the new year? Or, Tang Yi..."

"What I promise is that I hope that he will have good luck in his next life, live happily ever after, and never meet someone like me again."

Wansui shook the wine glass and took a sip of bitter wine.

Su Miaomiao knew who he was in her mouth.

Knowing that Wansui has never let go of this knot, there is no way to persuade her.

Fortunately, Wan Sui did not dwell on the past. She shook her empty wine glass and signaled Su Miaomiao to wait for her.

"I'm going to buy wine, don't run around..." Su Miaomiao nodded and watched Wan Sui go away.

After finally squeezing out of the crowd, Wan Sui entered the restaurant and asked the boss to pour him a glass of wine.

When the boss saw that she was single, he asked her if she wanted to get together.

Wansui looked at his face. If it was before, she might be interested in giving it a try.

But now, she thought of Tang Yi. If that bitch knew that she was playing with men outside, he would die with her!

She smiled and shook her head and declined.

"no."

Holding the wine glass, he was about to turn around when he saw a young Chinese man and woman arguing in the corner.

"You said you wanted to take me to Dubai for New Year's Eve, but you refused to go out to play when you came. What's the point of staying here all the time?"

The girl looked to be in her early twenties, and her young and plump face was full of coquettishness. Although she was complaining, there was a bit of sweetness in it.

The man's back was turned to her, and his back looked unremarkable.

She was about to leave when she heard the man speak.

"Okay, okay, let's go out after eating. You're not hungry after getting off the plane and riding in the car for so long? What should you do if you're just too hungry to play?"

That voice was so familiar that I could remember it every time in my dreams. Wan Sui was startled and looked over in disbelief.

The man forked a ball of spaghetti and fed it to the girl's mouth. You didn't even have to look at her to see how doting she looked at this moment.

"Ah, open your mouth obediently!"

The girl said coquettishly: "Chen Lang, I am your wife, not your daughter."

Even though he said that, he still opened his mouth and ate the noodles obediently.

Chen Lang wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth and smiled softly.

"If I don't have a daughter now, I will treat you as my daughter. If I have a daughter in the future, I will treat you two as my daughter."

Wan Sui walked to their table step by step in disbelief. When she saw Chen Lang's face clearly, tears burst into her eyes.

It turns out that when people are extremely sad, they can't even make a sound when they cry.

She looked steadily at Chen Lang's face and reached out to touch it. It was warm, and it was not a dream.

Although his eyebrows have become much more mature than a few years ago, the youthful youthfulness has faded away, and he has gained a bit more maturity as a man.

It’s unmistakable, it’s Chen Lang.

There cannot be two identical people in this world.

"Chen Lang, tell me, am I dreaming now? Huh?"

Chen Lang was also in shock and murmured.

"absolutely."

That was a title that belonged exclusively to her and Chen Lang. Everyone called her Wansui, Suisui, but Chen Lang insisted on calling her Wanwan.

He also said that the two of them would stay together for tens of millions of years and never be separated.

This unique title can only be used by him.

Snapped

Wan Sui gave Chen Lang a trembling slap. Ge Qing opposite him came to his senses and pushed her away with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Who are you? Why did you hit my husband? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Haha, who am I? Why don't you ask me, husband?"

Wan Sui smiled bitterly and struggled to say those two words.

Chen Lang sighed, held Ge Qing's hand and said softly.

"This is my high school classmate. We had some disputes before. Can I explain it to you slowly in the future?"

Ge Qing glanced at Wansui suspiciously, nodded obediently, and said nothing.

Chen Lang stood up and smiled apologetically at Wan Sui.

"Sorry, I know I owe you an explanation. It's very late now. I'll send my wife back to the hotel first. You just wait for me here. I'll talk to you slowly when I come back."

Wan Sui looked at Chen Lang and burst into tears.

This man had been her dream throughout adolescence.

Treating all her likes as likes and all her dislikes as disgust, he pampers her like a princess.

But when she was happiest, he jumped from a tall building in front of her.

For years after that, she was immersed in that nightmare, unable to escape.

As a result, he suddenly appeared and told her that it turned out that he was not dead.