time-limited addiction

Chen Yao said nothing and looked at Liang Yingning's red wrist.

What is he doing?
Damn it, if you hold someone's wrist so hard, is it a bit crazy?

moment.

Chen Yao turned away and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Liang Yingning didn't know where the word 'pain' referred to.

I always felt that in this conversation, she was talking about hers, and Chen Yao was focusing on his own.

"It hurts."

Chen Yao pondered for a moment and gestured to her wrist, "If you don't pay attention, don't get tenosynovitis."

Liang Yingning lowered her head and noticed the red marks on her wrists. Was this person poisonous?

She looked at Chen Yao stiffly, "Thank you for reminding me, I will come to you for compensation if I become disabled."

Chen Yao snorted and laughed to himself, truly amused by her. Since his father's death, it was rare for him to feel so relaxed and happy.

"It's getting late, let Uncle Chen take you home."

"I can drive."

Before leaving.

Liang Yingning put on the white flowers on Chen Yao's chest neatly, "Uncle is gone, the Chen family has to rely on you to support it. What kind of depravity? Bai Yueguang and Cinnabar Moles have left you. You haven't caught anything. You must cheer up and stay safe." Your assets.”

Over the years, there have been all kinds of people, but only Liang Yingning has accompanied him in the Shanghai market.

Very surprised.

Chen Yao looked at the tidy countertop, fell back on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling in a daze.

Think about it.

Zhou Luchen would always mock him coldly, "Why are you pretending to be so affectionate? Let's see how genuine you are."

Chen Yao screamed.

Half a catty eight taels.

With a marriage certificate, he, Mr. Zhou, would go to Greenland to pursue his wife, a place where no weeds grow.

During that time, Chen Yao loved to make fun of himself.

I never like to go to nightclubs, so this time I always went to have a drink at Graveyard before I told the driver to drive away.

Zhou Lüchen was lost in the Shanghai stock market's drunkenness and wealth.

Becoming boring.

When a person reaches the age of thirty and upwards, he still feels lonely even though he is rich and wealthy.

In the circle, Chen Yao is the first one to have a girlfriend, and the last one who has not yet started a family.

So, God is fair.No one keeps cats.

No one scolded him, "Chen Yao, please go home." Maybe he just went home honestly, handed over all his property, and swore a poisonous oath to promise to be obedient.

The driver opened the rearview mirror and glanced at the half-drunk and half-awake young master of the Chen family.

"Boss, go home?"

Chen Yao didn't say anything. The so-called home was nothing more than Chen's house.

Driver: "It's 12 o'clock. Miss Yingning's birthday is today."

Chen Yao.

How old is she?

27?

He couldn't remember much, only that she was 6 years younger than him.

The driver asked again, "Would you like to give Miss Yingning a gift? She has been taking care of my husband's funeral at the Chen family some time ago. Madam said she must express her gratitude to her no matter what."

Chen Yao has remained silent.

Think about it.

As a friend who has known each other since childhood, Chen Yao added, "Prepare a gift and send it to show your love."

The driver nodded.

However, the next day.

The central building in the bustling area of ​​Lujiazui towers into the sky.

Inside the office.

Chen Yao looked at the large bouquet of red roses placed on the carpet, frowned and looked at his secretary, "Who gave them to them?"

The secretary answered truthfully, "Ms. Liang returned it. She said she has no shortage of people to send red roses, so she won't accept yours. Her house is currently full of red roses."

Chen Yao clicked his tongue.

That driver is really good at giving roses on his own initiative.

Chen Yao tugged on his tie and said indifferently, "I didn't give it to you."

The secretary had no choice but to ask security to come in and collect it, "Sorry, Mr. Chen, we made a mistake."

He had given red roses to many girls, but not to Liang Yingning.

Even though he knew he wasn't sending it to her, Liang Yingning took the opportunity to mock him. Chen Yao smiled and said, "Send it back to her. The rose has nothing to do with me."

(End of this chapter)