C3 You Can't Get away Because You Want to

Bai Lingyu must be a demon, the kind of fox spirit that incarnates beautiful men to seduce other people's souls. I decided to go to work, seduced by beauty and money. Earning money makes me happy and makes me feel independent and strong.

Although he has become very dangerous and mysterious, I would like to enjoy the feeling of having a lot of money flowing in my hands.

On Sunday, a man in a business suit came to my house and gave me a job contract. I signed it.

Baixing Group China Headquarters.

"Welcome, Director Luan." As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by a pure looking little girl. He felt flattered. I can't help sighing, it is the people of the motherland graciously ground the gas ah.

"Uh. May I ask where is your Director Bai? " When the words left his mouth, he felt a little awkward. "Where is Director Bai?"

The little girl smiled and said, Director Bai is in a meeting. After saying that, he led me to the side of the conference room. "Okay, you go back to work first. I'll wait for him by myself."

After an hour and a half, he finally came out, but he didn't seem to see me. Walk right past me. I was suddenly a little angry, but who was the one that shamelessly wanted me to earn a lot of money? Who is it? Now that he signed the contract, his face changed? I followed him to his office.

"Bai Lingyu, may I ask why you have turned a blind eye to me?"

"I'm your boss." His face was impassive, he even looked up at me, his eyes like ice floes on the Arctic Ocean, calm and cold, as if those kisses had nothing to do with him, as if I were a stranger to them all. And I'm not a stubborn person. I like him, but I can't show it. I can't let others do whatever they want because they love me. He couldn't be like last time, without self-respect. It was all because of the alcohol.

Humph! Cold and indifferent, treacherous and greedy. Luring me in here is the first thing you do to your employees. What? Beauty is poisonous? I was tricked by him, tricked by beauty. Humph, people still have to trust a heart of beauty, I might recognize this person.

"Don't forget the contract." His low voice sounded from behind me, unexpectedly becoming more and more familiar.

I knew what he was trying to remind me of. The contract's salary and benefits, while very attractive, had to work for two and a half years before I could get out of this place, at the age of twenty-eight. It meant that I had to be two and a half years old in front of his open indifference! This was some sort of show off and victory for him.

"Yes, I will do it well. By the way, please don't put on the show of domineering president. "Scoundrel." I felt a sudden silence in the air, a sudden drop in the temperature behind me, and a pressure that belonged exclusively to the icebergs gradually spread out in this room that had no other color than black and white and dark blue.

I heard him get up and shuddered, ready to run. But suddenly, he grabbed her arm.

He came up to me from behind, his voice muffled. "Scoundrel?"

Right, "Scoundrel." He pushed me to the corner, then leaned one arm against the dark blue wall and wrapped the other around me. He was so tall, so tall, so full of me. He stared at me, and the anger in his eyes suddenly turned into a strange smile. " "Is that so?"

It's not good, I can't escape, I don't dare to fight, what should I do? An idea struck me, and I suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned my head over, and kissed him hard on the mouth.

Apparently, he did not expect me to have such an ability. The ten thousand year old ice mountain was stunned for a moment.

"Your mouth is naturally suited for kissing." I imitated Gu Quyang's sloppy manner and gave him a treacherous smile. The sudden change in atmosphere, the surprise attack, and surprise was all taught to me by Gongyang. Every time, she took advantage of me and kissed me. I'm going all out today, who's afraid of who, hmph! However, my heart was actually very uneasy. You won't retaliate against me, right? You won't retaliate against me, right?

And then he would slip away ~

He didn't forget to tease him with his eyes even after he had slipped away.

"Yes."

On my first day at work, I began to wait nervously for the end of the day. Time that wasn't very enjoyable passed by slowly.

Finally, it was time to get off work. He would feel a sense of relaxation when he returned home.

"Ding! Ding!"

Dear syco:

I went back to China. I missed you in Shanghai. Where are you? I'll find you. This is the last email. The note was on my phone number at home. Contact me frequently.

Even if you didn't contact me, I would have taken the initiative to hug you.

Love.

Surprise.

Love, Gong Yang

Surprise? Oh my god, it was definitely a shock! It was a coincidence. My heart had probably been stimulated too often and too violently lately. I put one hand to my chest and the other to my forehead.

The Little Devil King is returning home, what should I do? Resign! Go home! No way, feigning sickness! No, play dead! Mhm mhm, this method is very good …

Gu is a partner I met when I was studying abroad.

I was an orphan, but I felt no hatred or distortion. Fortunately, he was taken away by his adoptive parents at the age of two, who didn't know anything. They were kind to me then, and I felt the warmth of my family. The family was peaceful, rational, and warm. They taught me gratitude and knowledge. They told me when I was just nine that they weren't my real parents. But they were still gentle and loving to me. After that, I had two children in my foster parents' home, but I lived happily.

Then, when I was 15 years old, my adoptive father died in a car accident on the road to buy me flowers. From then on, I was no longer liked by my foster mother and the family. But I very much like foster mother, she is a scholar, in memory she is always gentle and elegant, intelligent and rational, also give me full freedom. Although I was sad about how unkind she was to me afterwards, it was understandable. After all, she loved her adoptive father too much. I was just an outsider who brought about misfortune. If there had to be someone to hate, let me be the one who was hated.

In my third year, my foster mother died, giving me enough money to live alone for a while in a beautiful house in the United States. She wanted me to stay away from the family, but she couldn't bear to make me live with poverty after her death.

I won't have anything to do with that family anymore. In the end, I'm still an outsider.

In America, I lived alone in that big house that seemed empty, and although I liked being quiet rather than noisy, I was afraid and lonely in a foreign country. Five months later, I began to hire new hires.

For a month, only one person wanted to rent the house. His name was Gu Quyang, he said.

When I first met him, he was polite and courteous, like a kind and handsome half-breed angel. He had handsome eyebrows, elegant eyebrows, and a pair of clear and clean eyes. Regardless of whether it was his profile or his face, his heaven-defying eyelashes would always attract the attention of others. With the outline of his face completed, he seemed to possess a spiritual and noble aura that the human world did not have. It was astonishingly beautiful, like someone from a magazine.