"No buts, cheating is cheating." Owen said coldly.

Ji Bingrou opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself. He was right, cheating is cheating, so what reason is there?

The two were silent for a moment.

Owen stood there and looked at Ji Bingrou steadily. He still had some small expectations in his heart, hoping that Ji Bingrou could find a reason to keep him.

Ji Bingrou stroked her hair a few times, with an embarrassed expression on her face.

"I'm sorry to invite you here so late at night. I'm sorry to bother you. Now I'm fine." Ji Bingrou's voice floated out softly from her throat.

Owen paused and pursed his lips. Since she said so, there was no need for him to stay.

He took a step back and strode away.

Ji Bingrou stepped out and looked at Owen's back as he left. She thought that she was mesmerized by such a back at the beginning, and she couldn't stop from then on.

She, Ji Bingrou, had lived for twenty-six years, always looking up and looking down at people. She didn't know that she would be so obsessed with a person because of a back.

When Owen's back disappeared at the end of the corridor, Ji Bingrou sighed and returned to the hotel.

The room was full of roses, and there was a heart-shaped cake on the table.

She worked hard all day to decorate this room, just to give him a good birthday, but he didn't even give her such a chance.

The memory was pulled back to a year ago when the Chinese New Year had just ended.

At that time, Ji Bingrou had just returned from England. She felt that the west of Beijing was too cold, so she went to Chuandong City alone, where it was much warmer. Ji

Bingrou was also a playful person. Her father would occasionally go to Chuandong City to gamble, and she went to the casino alone.

There were people making trouble in the casino that day, and as a girl, she was curious to see what was going on, and she saw a man in a black windbreaker striding into the casino.

When she saw his back, she was already fascinated by that back, so chic, so free, as if the whole world belonged to him.

She followed him slowly, and he calmly dealt with several troublemakers, without any care, and his cold face always carried a kind of heroic spirit.

She was going to leave eastern Sichuan and return to western Beijing, but because of him, she stayed.

Ji Bingrou was a brave woman. She created too many opportunities to meet Owen, but unfortunately Owen never looked at her straight in the eye.

So, a bold idea came to Ji Bingrou's mind, that is, to sleep with him directly for one night. Such a perfect man, sleeping with him for one night would not be a loss.

And then there was that night.

That night was like a dream to Ji Bingrou, and the corners of Ji Bingrou's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

It's a pity that everything has become the past, and the past can never come back...

He will not forgive her.

Ji Bingrou wiped her face, and she actually cried.

The next day

Di Chu Group

Chu Tiance walked into the office with a murderous look on his face. Many people greeted him along the way, but he ignored them and kept a dark face. He

drank too much last night and didn't sleep well. Now he has a stomachache and a headache, so his face is naturally not very good.

Asen walked into the office and put today's work schedule on his desk.

"Master, you look very bad. Are you uncomfortable?"

"Yes, I have a headache and stomachache. Don't come to bother me if you have nothing to do today." Chu Tiance said with a dark face.

Asen hurriedly left the office.

Ou Zihan walked briskly to the president's office area.

Several people stood at the door and seemed to be muttering something, and everyone's expressions were very tangled.

"What are you doing here?" Ou Zihan walked over and asked.