Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

And the man reclining on Bentley's car has attracted countless eyes. The man is wearing a smoky gray leisure suit, with one hand in his pants pocket and one hand holding a cigarette. He stands there with a three-dimensional facial features and deep and beautiful eyes. Just this pair of eyes, at this time is not instant directly looking at her, the content of the eyes is too complex, but let her heart can't help shaking.

She stopped there and didn't move. But he has already thrown away the cigarette in the hand, strides toward her.

He approached her step by step, has been very close, but did not say anything, but still deeply looking at her.

He was so close to her that she could even feel the smell of a man with a faint smell of tobacco. She stepped back to avoid his burning gaze.

She lowered her head and stroked the broken hair on her forehead. When she raised her head again, there was a wisp of alienated and indifferent smile on her lips. Her voice rang out clearly: "Hello, Mr. Qi! To meet you here is to work in our bureau? "

Qi Aozhi looked at the calm smile on her face. It turned out that their distance was not life and death, but face-to-face. She had regarded him as a passer-by.

He took a step closer, looked directly at her, and said, "I'm not here for business, I'm here for you."

After he came home last night, he couldn't sleep all night, but he was used to this kind of insomnia night, but he was especially awake last night. All the past events beat his memory like a tide. She left such a deep brand in his life that she couldn't cut off and give up.

As soon as she went to work today, his staff had already found out where she went to work. He couldn't do anything in the whole morning. He wanted to see her growing crazily in his heart. He had no way, even if she had changed her name, even if she had become someone else's wife.

So, he came, very early, parking the car downstairs, watching people coming and going, persistent waiting for her to appear. Finally, he saw her. A white professional dress, slightly curly long hair naturally spread in the back of the head, face without powder, and last night, she is different from two kinds of appearance. Last night, she was the senior official's wife of Meiguan Qunfang. Today, she is a beautiful young white-collar lady.

The gentle and beautiful little girl in his memory slowly coincided with the woman in front of him. He took a deep breath and his heart beat heavily and violently. He has missed her so long, so long

She heard him tell her that he was coming for her. With a trace of banter on her lips, she spoke slowly and leisurely: "Qi always comes to me specially? It seems that we first met yesterday... "

He tried to calm down. He didn't believe that she really didn't know him. He bit his teeth and spat out a name: "Yiwan, did we really meet for the first time yesterday?"

Her delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and her face was a little confused: "Yiwan, who is Yiwan? Mr. Qi, you should not have recognized the wrong person. "

Qi Aozhi looks at her calm face with some frustration. Well, she doesn't admit it. It doesn't matter, as long as he knows who she is.

He looked at her crystal eyes and said, "Lin Yiwan, you don't know this person, do you? As like as two peas, you can believe it. "