Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

Maybe it was because he remembered the loving and harmonious scene of Sheng Rujun and Su Mo cuddling together, he felt like a thorn in his heart, thinking that he didn't need to wait any longer for that woman.

They were impossible in the first place, not to mention that he was Sheng Rujun's girlfriend now, and Sheng Rujun seemed to like her very much.

In order to like her, he even did not hesitate to offend himself!

Huo Ziming knew Sheng Rujun's personality well.

What he really likes will not be given to anyone...

Well, that's fine, and I should get married too.

Engagement for so long, always untied, it's not absurd.

What's more, if you really get married and have a family, maybe you will cut off the last trace of your anxiety and hesitation.

Therefore, when Sheng Rumeng proposed to get married in a month or two, he agreed.

However, whenever he thinks of this incident, his heart feels like something is blocked, he feels depressed and very unhappy.

But today in the dimly lit private room, the amber liquid seemed to turn into fire after drinking it, burning his limbs and bones into a ball of ashes, but it was very refreshing!

I don't want to think so much, I don't want to think about Su Mo's expression, I don't want to think about the memories of ten years ago, I don't want to recall those sweet, fiery, sinful kisses and hugs!

I don't want to think about the expression on Sheng Rujun's arms around her.

Sheng Rumeng looked at her eager eyes!

He didn't want to think about all this anymore, he just wanted to escape!

He seldom escaped in his life, and he always bravely faced problems and accepted challenges, and he was always aboveboard.

But I don't know why, today he suddenly wanted to find a place to hide, maybe it would be happier to hide. . . .

He used to wonder why the ostrich buried its head in the sand. Isn't the sand hot?

But now he understands that the sand is very hot, but the memory is even hotter.

It was like hot wax oil, scalding his heart full of holes drop by drop.

Su Mo...

Su Mo...

In his heart, he murmured the name.

I used to think it was just a momentary distraction, and I thought I would forget it with time.

But he was wrong, when she leaned in the arms of another man and told him that everything before had never happened, and anyone who remembers is a fool, he knew how wrong he was... …

"Young Master Huo, stop drinking...hey, hey, you've already drank several bottles, this red wine has a lot of stamina...hey..."

"Leave me alone, pour me wine!" He heard his own voice.

That voice doesn't even sound like my own!

The others looked at each other.

"Strange, what happened to Huo Shao today?"

"It doesn't seem right..."

"Forget it, give him a drink if he wants it, anyway, ask a driver to take him back..."

"It seems that everyone has troubles..."

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I don't know how long I waited, but the rain stopped, and the wet clothes stuck to my body, stuffy, damp, and uncomfortable.

Jasmine finally heard a commotion at the [lights dimmed] doorway.

Immediately, a group of young men came out, each of them flushed from drinking, drunk and hazy.

Jasmine didn't know these people.

But judging from the clothes they were wearing, the bags they were carrying, and the unscrupulous expressions on their faces, everyone was a dude, or a newcomer in the business world, in short, a group of rich and handsome.