Xie Dongyang licked his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything. To be honest, Ai Chen is a good girl.

Even Mrs. Xie liked it, and she fantasized about her son's sparks with the girl, but in the end she stopped.

"Okay, I won't tell you Moji anymore. I'm going to confess to other men. Recently... I fell in love with a university professor who is better than you, more tasteful than you, more gentle than you, more temperament than you, but the family is not as rich as you, but it doesn't matter. I earn bread myself, I just need love, and you can't give me these."

"Okay, then I wish you..."

"Stop, don't wish me happiness, the trash is gone."

Ai Chen's eyelashes drooped, and he didn't dare to take a look at Xie Dongyang more. She was afraid that if she looked, she would change her mind.

Xie Dongyang got out of the car and greeted Ai Chen, "Then drive slowly and have a meal together when you have time."

"kindness."

After Ai Chen hummed softly, the sports car left.

Xie Dongyang stood there and watched for three seconds, then turned around and returned to the old house of Xie's family.

Ai Chen was crying while driving. She couldn't bear to let Xie Dongyang go, but she knew it rationally.

Xie Dongyang’s love for Hua Sheng is not something that can be forgotten overnight. If he really continues to obsess over it.

I am afraid that I will be the third party who was sacrificed, so I should give up as soon as possible. Although my heart will hurt, it is better to have a short pain than long pain.

That night, I made an appointment with the client to meet him. A newly opened club in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng was called Fenglan Yazhu.

It was opened by a friend of Xie Dongyang’s client, so he brought him here.

To be honest, from the outside, this building is very ordinary, even a bit outdated, with a slightly old feel.

However, after walking in, I realized that there was another world.

The decoration of the entire building is all new Chinese style, and there is a Chinese style everywhere.

For example, the small lights in the corridor are lotus petals, which are not so bright, but just right, setting off the atmosphere.

For example, the cups on the coffee table are all designed by people, very similar to ancient wine bottles, and are very elegant.

Xie Dongyang used to have no feelings about Chinese style, but since he fell in love with Hua Sheng, he couldn't help but think about it.

He thought that Hua Sheng should like such a place very much, quiet and elegant.

In fact, Hua Sheng really likes it very much. Her own antique shops are decorated in this style.

Xie Dongyang and his clients started drinking tea, and then later they drank alcohol.

After three rounds of drinking, there was an extra girl in the private room, which was prepared by the customer for Xie Dongyang.

Logically speaking, Xie Dongyang is no longer the old Mr. Xie.

I was not interested in this kind of thing. I was about to refuse, but when I saw the girl's face, I hesitated again.

This girl is very strange, her facial features are not so beautiful, but she is extremely handsome.

There was no place in her face that looked similar to Hua Sheng.

But Xie Dongyang felt that her temperament was too similar to Hua Sheng.

How to say it?

It's like, that familiar aura is exactly the same.

After Hua Sheng's beauty spread in Jiangcheng, many women once followed the trend to have plastic surgery.

Follow Hua Sheng's face, or Hua Zhi's face.

Xie Dongyang has seen many of them in the dark, but unfortunately they are just a little similar in flesh and blood, and they have not imitated the essence.

The girl in front of me was probably the one who had seen Xie Dongyang, who was most in line with Hua Sheng.

"Aren't you saying hello to Mr. Xie?" the manager of the club reminded.

The girl suddenly realized and glanced at Xie Dongyang, with a slightly aloof look in her eyes, "Xie Young Master."

"What's your name?" Xie Dongyang suddenly became curious.
Chapter completed!