C5 Labial Impression

Jiang Yan Sheng took a whiff of the aroma mixed with tobacco and smiled. "What kind of shitty name is this?"

Not only did he not have a surname, but he was also unworthy of the priceless cuff links that the man brought with him today.

And just this one word made her think of the husband who had shamed her. To be more accurate, the man who should be called ex-husband in a few days, Gu Qishao.

It was rumored that the Crown Prince of the Gu Clan, Jing Cheng was a man with one hand covering the sky. He was handsome and had a slender body. Even after the marriage, many women still rushed to his side.

Because she and this legitimate husband had never met.

It was over after two drinks with his right hand on the day of their wedding.

Everything went wrong, and the marriage hit the jackpot.

No one was willing to accept this outcome.

By some strange coincidence, she said, "Right now, who are these people waiting for me inside and out for entertainment? Aren't you afraid of getting caught because you're so close to me? My reputation is not very good. "

A sudden pain in his stomach caused him to frown as he endured the pain. His hand had almost broken the man's tie.

"Your stomach hurts? With whom did you drink so much? "

The man's voice was clearly soft, but it was deafening to her ears. Jiang Yanzhi squatted down and scratched his head in annoyance, trying to find an excuse, "It's nothing, just a low blood sugar level."

Unwilling to reveal her weak side to this unfamiliar man, she let out a light breath.

"Say something nice. Maybe I won't faint anymore and will take more money to cover you up. Do you mind if I divorce a woman?"

The man put a hand against the back of her tight black dress and held it at her waist, where it was as hot as fire.

"Divorced?" The man's eyes were deep as he said, "If you want to cover me, money alone isn't enough."

The heat on his back was quite warm, making him feel much better. She said coldly, "In addition to money …"

The man leaned lightly on her slender neck and gave her a fierce and domineering kiss. "You're really pretty today."

The alcohol burning in her stomach made her feel dizzy. After a long while, she finally realized that he was trying to make her sound good. The next second, someone pinched her chin and said, "Wearing so well and drinking so much. Who are you with today?"

"If you want to leave, I can take you now."

Jiang Yan Sheng opened his hazy eyes and looked at his face, which was almost within reach. The lights on top of his face shone brightly.

An aggressive attitude wasn't suitable for a game, so she needed to think about it.

Jiang Yan Sheng curled his lips and quickly stood up to shake off the man's hand. "Where am I going? What does it have to do with you?"

Take her away? Where to? Who will negotiate the contract?

Both of them were wolves, she didn't want to believe either of them!

After shaking him a few times, Jiang Yansheng held onto the basin for support. Only then did he stabilize himself, looking up at the man with the same cold gaze.

The man didn't move closer. When he stood up, he pushed a piece of paper over and wrote a string of numbers on it. "I'll give you another chance. If you need anything, just dial this number."

With that, he left in big strides.

Seeing that he had really left, Jiang Yanzhi threw up again without any regard for his image. It took him quite a bit of effort to recover before he was able to hold his hand and take a look at the slip of paper.

The words were written well, with great strength and vigor, but this string of numbers looked a little familiar.

The method of writing this note was also somewhat familiar.

Unfortunately, this piece of paper didn't have a lip print, so it was destined to be a piece of uninteresting scrap paper.

"..."

When Jiang Yansheng returned to the box, he discovered that the noisy crowd had all disappeared without a trace. Even Anya Jing had been sent off to who knows where.

Only Mu Lianchen was sitting alone on the sofa, shaking his wine glass. There were four or five kinds of neon lights revolving on the top of his glass, which made the wine glow a little.

She stood at the door and looked at the room number, then looked at the silent Mu Lianchen, "Did I enter the wrong room? "Where did everyone go?"

"There's a program on the second floor. It's all over."

Jiang Yan Sheng said with a smile in his eyes, "Are you sure Anya can put you by my side? Old lovers living in the same room with old acquaintances. I don't believe such a lousy excuse. "

Mu Lianchen smelled the wine, "The Jingjiang River Feast is very fun tonight, she's not suitable. I'll get someone to send her back first."

How fun could he be? Not suitable?

"Director Mu is really considerate."

It was so considerate that it made her retch in her heart.

How come she didn't see him being considerate when she risked her life to stand in front of him and drink until her stomach was pierced?

"The wine has been drunk, what about the contract?" Jiang Yan Sheng swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth and lightly tapped the empty contract on the table.

Mu Lianchen looked indifferent as he snapped his fingers. A waiter brought a tray with six bottles of brandy on it.

"Not enough to drink."

Tonight was the first time she shouted out his name in succession. "Mu Lianchen, you want to take my life?"

"That's fine. If I drink to death here today, I'll have to trouble CEO Mu to sign the contract and send it to the company."

After saying that, she picked up a bottle and gulped it down.

The alcohol stung, a few drops splashed on his face, and hot tears rolled down his cheeks.

She reached into her pocket and felt for the thin piece of paper, but she didn't pull it out.

It really wasn't that she was scared, it was that she was the one sitting in this position, so she had no choice but to be terrified.

She didn't know how many bottles she drank, all she could see was her blurry vision. When she leaned back, a pair of steel arms caught her. "I haven't seen you for a few years, your alcohol capacity has improved a lot."

"Is your alcohol tolerance good? Isn't it just giving Boss Mu a hard time? "

"How many bottles did I drink? So much that Director Mu has even opened his mouth wide to praise me. "

Jiang Yan Sheng looked up at him. His body was weak, but his mind was abnormally clear. This was the case with her when she was drunk. Her mind wouldn't be drunk, at most her hands and feet wouldn't be under her control.

Seeing that there were still three or four bottles of wine on the table, she threw a flying kick and knocked them over, scattering them all over the floor.

"Since we've finished the wine, Director Mu should be satisfied, right?"

Mu Lianchen looked down at her. The weight on his chest was light, as if he could fly away if he let go.

"Sheng, you're drunk."

"Am I drunk?" Jiang Yansheng tilted his head in confusion as he looked at Mu Lianchen, before lightly touching his eyes with one hand.

"Mu Lianchen, what about the stars in your eyes?"

"Why is it gone?"

Mu Lianchen knitted his brows as he helped to straighten the drunk man, "What did you say?"

Jiang Yan Sheng pushed him away.

Mu Lianchen's touch gave her goosebumps. She was enlightened and brought a smile to her face. It turned out that it wasn't that Mu Lianchen had stars in his eyes, it was because she was the one who wanted to look at others through her starlight filter.

Now that her love had died at the age of twenty-two, the stars were gone.

It must be gone.

How ridiculous.

So this person was just so ordinary, she didn't care about him at all.

Not only did she not care, she even wanted to ruthlessly slap their faces!

"..."

The only bit of patience he had dropped to zero as he spat on his suit.

Having been dragged up the elevator by Mu Lianchen, she regained most of her wits and stomped on Mu Lianchen's foot retaliatingly.

Mu Lianchen's face was gloomy. With a smile like a blossoming flower, Jiang Yansheng said, "I'm sorry, but I've had too much to drink. I can't see the road."

"Just now, Miss An was able to step on me even when she wasn't drinking. Director Mu must understand me." The woman debtor should be fine. "

When the two of them entered the elevator, there was a man dressed in noble clothing. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and although his suit suit was set, there was a hint of humility in it.

Sensing that the other party was sizing him up, Jiang Yusheng naturally raised his head and met with a pair of astonished eyes for some reason.

She clearly knew that she didn't recognize this person, but she quickly lowered her head and left the ninth floor.

The person had been standing there ever since they got out of the elevator. Jiang Yansheng blinked his eyes as he watched the elevator door close, and then he dialed a number.

"Director Gu, look at this piece of land. How much possibility do we have …"

The room was extremely quiet. A bald man with a head full of sweat was holding onto the laughable few strands of fur. He did not dare to guess the thoughts of the person in front of him, but he had waited far too long.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the ear-piercing sound of a cell phone ringing.

The man with the cold expression who was lying on his side stood up, but his mood had waned after seeing the caller ID.

Ye Zichen's phone rang more than ten times before it was cut open by a sharp finger.

"Director Gu, just now, I saw Miss Jiang and a man going up to the 24th floor together in the elevator. The 24th floor is a VIP suite, there's no way to go in directly, do you need to go to the front desk to change the key?"

After waiting for a long time, he was finally picked up. However, the special assistant on the other end of the line was neither impatient nor impatient, and spoke in a neat and orderly manner.

"No need."

The man's voice was hoarse with obvious anger.

He gave the woman two chances, but she didn't seem to mind.

As the phone hung up, a glass of wine was smashed on the table in anger.

The man lit a cigarette, holding it between two fingers.

Her slender legs crossed, and her temper was on the verge of igniting, "Mr. Wang, your chances of succeeding in bidding for this land is basically zero. It's better not to put in effort."

The bald and anxious Mr. Wang's face was ashen. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

If he had asked five minutes earlier, would the answer have been different?

"..."

Jiang Yan Sheng read the phone number written on the slip of paper for ten minutes and crumpled it into a ball as he sighed.

With a light toss, the item was thrown into the trash can.

The sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom as the items were thrown by the door. Jiang Yisheng looked at the reflection of the man's figure on the glass and felt completely calm in his heart.

[I didn't expect Mu Lianchen to be so bold as to be in the same room with her. Did he really think that she was so generous that she could forgive everything that happened?]

Jiang Yan Sheng took out his phone from his pocket. It was a locked screen.

She tried the date of Moulin Chin's father's death, but she could not unravel it. He felt a little weird. It had been this code for the past few years, why did it change now?

After that, he easily lost Mu Lianchen's birthday and it ended up undone.

Jiang Yan Sheng smiled mockingly. He was indeed a selfish man.

She slowly opened up Anya Jing's contact details.

He opened his collar a little and messed up his hair. Then, he dialed the video number.