Wen Nuan was cold all over. When she woke up, she had turned from a girl to a woman. She thought that she gave herself completely to her favorite man when she was most beautiful and on her most special day.

At that moment, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world.

But Fang Liucheng's words shattered her happiness. She clearly heard the sound of a collapse in her heart. What was that? She didn't know, she bit her lower lip tightly, "Brother Liucheng, you..."

"Don't make such a pitiful voice, Wen Nuan, I didn't expect you to be such a woman, I was fooled by you." He interrupted her voice. Wen Nuan had never heard such a cold voice from Fang Liucheng, and she seemed to feel relieved. "For the sake of your love for me for many years, I originally planned to give you a sweet night before the storm to satisfy your dream of a snob. Since you fooled me, I would not owe each other."

She had no idea what he was saying, why Fang Liucheng's voice became so cold and unfamiliar, why, what he said, she couldn't understand a word, and the warmth had a vague premonition.

"What did you say?" Her voice implicitly trembled and fear.

The man standing next to the phone at this moment seemed to be a devil. The devil she didn't know at all was not her gentle brother Liu Cheng.

Fang Liucheng laughed, half ridiculed and half played, "Warm, no matter where you are, it's best to go home now, and thank you for loving me for so many years."

...

He hung up the phone, Wen Nuan's whole body was stiff and cold. A gust of wind came out of the door, and the coldness penetrated into her bones. The woman's face was as pale as paper. Something must have happened.

Wen Nuan stood up quickly, pulling the pain between her legs too quickly. She reflexively supported on the bed, and saw the bright red marks. Wen Nuan's face turned a little whiter. She felt that the perfect fallen red became ironic and embarrassed at this moment.

The memories of last night rose, and she couldn't see his face clearly, but the pleasure and memories he brought her could not be erased. He covered his chest with warmth. Who was it? Why was it someone else, not Fang Liucheng?

But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about it, packed up her things, hurried out, looked up at the doorman's number, and Wen Nuan took a breath.

5203.

Fang Liucheng decided on the room was 5208. She was confused and walked into the wrong room?

Wen Nuan was about to cry without tears, gritted her teeth and fled in panic.

Oh my God, the boldest thing she did in her life was to make an appointment with Fang Liucheng in a hotel, but she also did the stupidest thing she did in her life and actually misread the door number.

Damn alcohol.

As soon as she entered the elevator, the elevator door on the 52nd floor opened. A handsome man in a handmade Yamani suit walked out, took out the room card and walked into 5203. Seeing the empty bed, the man curled a sneer on the corner of his lips.
Chapter completed!