Chapter 11: It's just for fun, why take it seriously?

A hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Ciyou's eyes.

"I really don't know. Miss Bo didn't tell me. He just said that this room has been uninhabited for many years."

Bo Jinxiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "She is right. I have lived in Green Villa for the past three years."

Mentioning Green Villa.

The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.

Bo Jinxiu saw a barely perceptible blush flash across Jiang Ciyou's cheek.

I suddenly felt much better.

"Change your clothes first, and we'll talk later."

Jiang Ciyou found himself still without clothes.

But changing clothes under such a direct gaze is indeed a test of one's mentality.

"Boss Bo, you must have heard that you should not look at anything inappropriate."

Bo Jinxiu smiled.

He walked over with big strides and sat down on the sofa where Jiang Ciyou had placed his clothes.

The gaze that fell on her was even more unscrupulous: "I have little education, and I have never heard of it."

The man in front of her who was openly acting like a hooligan looked like the man she had supported for three years.

But Jiang Ciyou is not a shy person.

They didn't know how many times they had slept together.

I have already seen countless times what I should and shouldn’t see.

Jiang Ciyou calmly put down the cheongsam in her hand and went to take the clothes prepared by Bo Xinyi on the sofa.

Under the cheongsam, she also wore a beige underwear.

At this moment, it was displayed in front of the man without any cover.

The man's pupils suddenly darkened.

Jiang Ciyou has a great figure, with a slender waist that looks like a life-threatening curve, but she has plenty of flesh where it should be.

The undulating scenery is like an oil painting with rich colors.

Her soft and silky touch constantly impacted the man's mind.

Finally, the long arm stretched out and grabbed Jiang Ciyou's arm.

As soon as Jiang Ciyou's fingers touched the clothes, she fell into the man's arms with her clothes.

A hot and passionate kiss swept over.

Jiang Ciyou pushed twice but couldn't move it.

I didn't resist anymore.

She had experienced how intoxicating this man's kiss was.

Since you can enjoy it again for free.

Why not?

The two were in the heat of the moment, kissing passionately.

Jiang Ciyou's cell phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Ciyou tried to push the man away: "There's a phone call."

"Who cares?"

How could the man who had already fallen into depravity let her go so easily?

His big hand moved down along her perfect waistline, and he was just thinking about the next move.

Jiang Ciyou smiled and said, "It's my husband calling, I have to answer it."

These words instantly made the man lose interest and he got up from Jiang Ciyou's body.

Jiang Ciyou took the phone.

"Where have you been?" Yan Feng's voice had become much more sober.

But not gentle.

"My clothes were spilled with red wine. I'll change my clothes and come right back."

"You are the only one who has too many things to do."

Yan Feng hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Jiang Ciyou hung up the phone and started to get dressed.

The yellow suspenders paired with dark jeans make her look casual and sexy.

Her face can handle any style.

"Jiang Ciyou, let's talk."

After changing her clothes, Jiang Ciyou looked at Bo Jinxiu.

"What?"

"Leave Yan Feng and come to me."

Jiang Ciyou smiled.

Bo Jinxiu frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"You want me to give up my identity as Mrs. Yan and become your prince's secret lover?"

"Is the identity of Mrs. Yan so important to you?"

"Of course, although the Yan family is not as wealthy as the Bo family, they are also very wealthy. Being the mistress of the Yan family is much more glorious than being your lover who cannot be seen in public."

"I don't intend to make you my secret lover."

"Do you want to marry me?"

Bo Jinxiu frowned as he looked at the charming woman smiling in front of him.

The man stopped talking.

Jiang Ci smiled nonchalantly and touched her long wavy hair.

"Boss Bo, it's just a joke, why take it seriously?"

"You've had a lot of fun in the past three years, and I've had a lot of fun too. You don't mind my neglect and frivolity towards you, and I don't mind your deception and pretense towards me. Let's part ways amicably, okay?"

Jiang Ciyou couldn't understand this man's mentality.

He is obviously a gifted man, yet he is willing to be kept by her as a gigolo.

Jiang Ciyou recalled that during these three years, she had indeed been very neglectful to him. Sometimes she didn't answer his calls, sometimes she ignored him, and when she was in a bad mood she would vent her anger on him.

She only regarded him as a pet who could release her body and mind and provide emotional value at any time.

Come when called and leave when dismissed.

She admitted that she would never dare to do that if she knew his identity.

But even so, he did not reveal his identity for three years.

Why is this?

Is it possible that the prince of the Beijing circle is born with a masochistic constitution?

The man's eyes were dark and his cold white skin made him look like an angry vampire.

As if it would pounce on her at any time, bite open her pulse, and suck all her blood.

"Jiang Ciyou, do you love your husband?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't marry him."

"He has a lover outside."

"I know."

"He doesn't love you at all."

"I know."

"Then why do you still love him?"

"He and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts. That kind of feeling is something that others cannot understand. Maybe there is a misunderstanding between us now, but I believe that one day, he will come back to me."

Jiang Ciyou no longer loves Yan Feng.

She also made up her mind to separate from Yan Feng.

But her leaving Yan Feng must have been her own choice and not forced by others.

By saying this, she might be able to cut the Gordian knot and make the prince give up completely.

"So, he cheated on me, and you kept me as your sponsor. I was just a tool for you to take revenge on your husband?"

Jiang Ciyou was stunned for a moment.

He said honestly, “It is true.”

After that, she explained: "But I don't know your true identity. If I knew, I would not dare to provoke you."

Bo Jinxiu smiled.

The sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was obvious.

"I never thought that after three years, I, Bo Jinxiu, would still be a tool for others' revenge. Jiang Ciyou, you are really great."

Seeing the man's expression, Jiang Ciyou suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, the man stood up the next second.

The tall figure stood in front of her like a mountain.

Bo Jinxiu pinched Jiang Ciyou's chin.

"Jiang Ciyou, there is no one in the world who can treat me as a tool and dump me after using me. If anyone is going to dump me, I will dump you."

After saying this, Bo Jinxiu strode out and left the room.

Jiang Ciyou was stunned for a while and walked out of the room.

Yan Feng became much more sober after vomiting.

Seeing Jiang Ciyou changed his clothes, he didn't care about the whole story.

After the banquet.

Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng said goodbye to the host and left Lushan Villa.

Jiang Ciyou opened the car window, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

She seemed to have provoked a giant Buddha.

After entering the city, the car stopped at a subway exit.

Yan Feng closed his eyes and didn't even look at Jiang Ciyou: "Jiang Ciyou, I have something to do tonight and I won't be going back to the old house. You can take a taxi back by yourself."