But Jiang Jie was a thorn in Xie Chen's heart.
Jiang Jie is obedient, sensible, and submissive. He seems to have no bones of his own, and his heart and eyes are full of Pan Shu.
especially--
Jiang Jie and Ban Shu had six years that Xie Chen could never get over.
Xie Chen didn't even dare to ask Pan Shu who was more important in her heart, him or Jiang Jie.
He was afraid of bringing shame upon himself.
But Xie Chen couldn't just give Ban Shu to Jiang Jie, that cheap man. He stood beside Ban Shu in a daze for the whole afternoon.
He talks little and his words are not as sweet as ginger and mustard.
I felt sour and jealous all afternoon.
Until the cool evening.
Shang Ting took Ban Shu's hand and went to eat. Xie Chen followed them with a wronged look on his face. Jiang Jie could not escape the same fate. Only then did Xie Chen feel a little relieved.
…
As the person in charge of the base, Wen Yao naturally has to stay with the top management.
Fu Cen was among them.
"What does General Fu think about the development of zombie serum?" Wen Yao suddenly threw the conversation to the absent-minded Fu Cen.
The other senior executives probably also noticed Wen Yao's hostility towards Fu Cen, and they were all a little confused.
Fu Censhen smiled gently, "Nature is an inspiration to human progress."
A very official compliment.
Wen Yao twitched his lips, smiling with his face but not his eyes.
"Sorry, excuse me for a moment." Fu Cen stood up and walked straight in one direction regardless of the reactions of the people around him.
Fu Cen is handsome.
Every move attracts attention.
In just a few days, almost all the female psychics in the base fell in love with Fu Cenfang.
Although Fu Cen always has a gentle smile.
But in the end it was polite and distant.
But the young man, as handsome as a god, looked gentle, just like melting ice and snow, and stood in front of Panshu.
Pan Shu's face.
Everyone is familiar with it.
At this moment, when the two of them stood together, no one felt jealous at all, and the only word that came to their mind was "a perfect match".
"Have you been feeling better lately?" Fu Cen half-bent over, bringing his eyes level with Pan Shu's so that she wouldn't have to look up uncomfortably. This was the way he always spoke to her; it was a habit ingrained in him.
Pan Shu smiled familiarly, "It's been much better for a long time."
Fu Cen nodded, "That's good."
He patted her head gently, his voice clear and sweet with a smile, "Did you miss me?"
This is ambiguous.
Pan Shu's eyes flashed, and she looked at Fu Cen, a little surprised that he would ask such a question. After all, he has always been introverted.
Almost as soon as he said this.
The four men's cold and poisonous gazes fell on Fu Cen at the same time.
Wen Yao supported his head with one hand, his sinister eyes fixed on Pan Shu possessively.
Pan Shu hesitated for half a second, still reluctant to let her childhood sweetheart feel sad, "I do."
"oh."
Fu Cen curled his lips.
“Click.”
Shang Ting slowly threw the chopsticks that had been broken in half onto the table with an innocent look on his face. "Sorry, these chopsticks aren't very strong."
Tears flashed in Jiang Jie's eyes as he looked at Ban Shu intently, feeling aggrieved and gloomy.
This weird sense of contradiction makes my scalp tingle.
It was as if being stared at by a sticky poisonous snake.
Pan Shu smiled helplessly, "Okay, don't you have anything to do?"
"Of course there are." Wen Yao walked over with a smile, his tall figure stopped in front of Pan Shu, and looked down at Pan Shu condescendingly, "But General Fu seems to care about Pan Shu so much that he even neglects his work. This is not very responsible."
Fu Cen was completely disparaged both openly and covertly.
Wen Yao suddenly figured something out.
His biggest rival was never Shang Ting, but Fu Cen.
He always thought that Pan Shu cared about her first love Shang Ting, so she resented him.
But now it seems.
The truth he had always insisted on was far from the truth.
Even when he first imprisoned Pan Shu, her attitude towards him was cold, but not to the point of disgust. Her real resentment towards him began on the day he killed Fu Cen with his own hands.
Since then.
She tried almost everything to die with him.
But she was the dodder he raised with his own hands.
It was the canary with broken wings that he had locked in the golden cage with his own hands.
But she was cunning.
She is very good at taking advantage of men's affection.
at last--
She hadn't been able to kill him herself.
But she took advantage of his intense and fatal love for her and defeated him completely.
My thoughts slowly returned.
When Wen Yao looked at Fu Cen again, there was a slight change in his eyes.
The gossipy yet excited eyes of the people around them swirled around the five men:
"Could it be that General Fu also likes Miss Banshu?"
"It seems so..."
"Why should I be unhappy? Mr. Fu is handsome and has a high status. Only someone like Miss Ban can match him!"
Xie Chen lazily put his hand on Ban Shu's shoulder.
His narrow, sharp phoenix eyes flickered with a faint light, and he spoke in a drawn-out tone, "Sister...how many men have you hooked up with?"
It's really enviable.
He licked his lips excitedly.
Do I have to lock my sister's legs with chains and imprison her forever under my gaze to eliminate the jealousy caused by these men who covet her?
"Why do you think that? I never seduce men."
lie.
Xie Chen curled his lips. It was obvious that every move she made was trying to seduce him.
Fu Cen didn't want to embarrass her, and his indifferent yet tender gaze fell directly on Pan Shu. "I'll visit you tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight."
He habitually wanted to ruffle her soft and fluffy black hair.
But his action was blocked by Xie Chen.
Fu Cen's face turned slightly cold. He glanced at Xie Chen, paused, and said nothing.
Xie Chen sneered, "Just talk, why bother touching me?"
Jiang Jie rarely disagreed with him and agreed, "That's right, you're too frivolous. It's better for you to stay away from me, otherwise you'll definitely lead me astray."
Pan Shu was helpless.
"Sorry, they don't understand."
Fu Cen felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He said gently and magnanimously and forgivingly, "It's okay. You don't have to apologize to me forever."
Especially for other men, say sorry to him.
Pan Shu's eyes fell on Wen Yao very slowly again, "I have something to tell you."
Wen Yao's heart slowed down.
He still had a decent smile on his face, and even subtly sent signals of victory and joy to the other four men.
Even if it's just an illusion of ambiguity.
But it's disgusting enough.
Fu Cen narrowed his eyes disdainfully, completely different from his gentle and refined image in front of Ban Shu just now.
Wen Yao...
He slowly tapped his chin with his slender, bony knuckles, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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