Chapter 552 I have three personalities! Hey, I’m pretending (97)

The departure of some people is often so grand that the whole country would like to mourn for them.

And the departure of some people is like dust, like raindrops, making no sound, leaving no trace, and even more silent than the wind that no one cares about.

"Representative of the Fu Group, Fu Qiran."

"Representative of Sheng Group, Sheng Jiaoyang."

Fu Qiran and Sheng Jiaoyang came to the microphone at the press conference.

One had a half-smiling smile, and the other had an arrogant and cold expression.

"Officially announced that cooperation will begin from now on."

As the words fell, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

The two families have promoted cooperation. On the surface, only the Sheng family and the Fu family are involved. In fact, the Bo family, who is married to the Sheng family, also has an interest. This means that the business world is about to change again.

After the press conference, the two families held a banquet, with numerous guests drinking and drinking.

The size 3 body wears a fishtail skirt with silver patches and silver-white high heels. The thick black waves are scattered behind her, making her temperament even more noble and arrogant, and her skin is like mutton-fat jade.

As a nominally unmarried couple, Bo Yunli and Sheng Jiaoyang naturally need to interact with guests together.

Holding the goblet in her hand, she lazily leaned against the table and refused to leave, with a look of reluctance on her face.

Bo Yunli smiled lightly at the people who were greeting each other, then came to her side and lowered his voice: "I know you are unwilling, and so am I. But you should also act like it, at least don't cause trouble to others."

Who is causing trouble? His fiancée, or number two?

Jiaoyang twitched the corner of her mouth, sneered, and refused to cooperate: "Why?"

Bo Yunli stared at the giant Buddha for a while with a headache. People around him had already noticed something unusual and turned back this way frequently.

In order to avoid the negative news about "Sheng Jiaoyang and Bo Yunli's emotional discord" appearing in the newspapers the next day, he decided to hand over No. 3 to Fu Qiran.

After all, they had known each other for so many years. Bo Yunli glanced at him, and Fu Qiran immediately knew what he meant. He came over with red wine in hand.

Before he arrived, No. 3's words floated slowly to his ears: "You've always been so fake and hypocritical. Aren't you tired?"

Bo Yunli was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

False? Maybe.

But he doesn't agree that this is hypocrisy.

If he hadn't maintained this appearance all these years, I'm afraid he would have ceased to exist.

Even if it is a fake mask that has been hanging on the face for more than ten years, it has long been firmly attached to the skin, produced blood and flesh, and has become real.

If you can wear a fake mask all the time and never take it off for the rest of your life, what does it matter if it is real or fake?

It's normal that No. 3 doesn't understand him. Just like he can't understand No. 3 either.

In this world, not everyone can understand each other. He has the girl who understands him, and No. 3 also has Fu Qiran who understands her. This is enough.

The difference between people is probably like this.

Bo Yunli smiled and walked away slowly.

Fu Qiran glanced at Bo Yunli's back, and then came to Jiaoyang with a smile.

"Isn't it annoying?" he asked.

She nodded: "I've hated this kind of occasion the most since I was little."

Fu Qiran raised his chin proudly: "Let me just say, we are a couple for life, and we don't like this kind of awkward situation. Unlike that annoying No. 2, when she gets to such a situation, she will definitely behave like a fool.

He is like a fish in water, flying around like a butterfly, as if he wants everyone to be there."

As he spoke, he saw No. 3's half-smiling eyes, and his voice gradually became softer.

"It seems like you know No. 2 very well." Jiaoyang's eyes were dark and dark, and she twitched the corners of her mouth with unclear meaning.

"I" Fu Qiran suddenly became anxious. Just when he was about to explain, she chuckled.

"I'm just kidding." No. 3 looked at him and tilted his head.

His hanging heart suddenly dropped, and he patted his chest exaggeratedly: "I'm scared to death."

She raised her eyebrows and turned around without saying a word.

Fu Qiran was startled and quickly followed him like a follower, his pretty face wrinkled into a small bitter melon.

"You are still angry, right? Can I apologize? I swear I will never mention her in front of you again, so as not to make you unhappy again."

Seeing that No. 3 still ignored him, Fu Qiran said with a sad face: "I was wrong, please forgive me this time. I just think that No. 2 is so annoying that I couldn't help but say a few more words. Don't get me wrong."

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Jiaoyang couldn't help being amused. She turned her back to him and curled her lips.

One second he said he would never mention No. 2 in front of her, and the next second he mentioned her again. Why is this guy so stupid?

"You misunderstood."

She turned back, lowered the curve of her mouth, suppressed her smile, and raised her chin slightly: "Didn't you say that we don't like this kind of occasion?"

"Ah" Fu Qiran maintained his posture and blinked blankly.

"So, let's go to a place we both like."

Jiaoyang raised the corner of her mouth, withdrew her gaze, and walked forward again.

Fu Qiran froze on the spot, and it took him a long time to react. He almost cried with joy, but suddenly his face burst into laughter.

He quickly followed up, took off his coat, and put it on her body.

They came to the balcony together, and Jiaoyang went directly over and sat astride the guardrail of the balcony.

Fu Qiran was so frightened that he said: "Danger."

Jiaoyang didn't listen.

He had no choice but to come to her side, cross his long legs, and sit on the guardrail with her.

Jiaoyang looked at him and smiled with unknown meaning: "I thought you would be by my side to protect me. If you do this, you will only fall with me."

"Then drop it."

Fu Qiran didn't care, shrugged, and then the beautiful face came to her with a smile.

"Protect you from falling, that should be what Bo Yunli would do. As for me, you can make trouble as much as you want. At worst, I will break the world with you. As long as I can be with you, I will

It doesn’t matter if it’s in the human world or the underworld.”

Jiaoyang raised the corners of her lips: "When you talk like this, I really don't know whether to say you are terribly persistent or to praise you for being smooth-talking."

"It doesn't matter what you say."

Fu Chiran crossed his legs, leaned back, and looked up at the sky: "Anyway, I only tell the truth to you."

"Yeah."

Jiaoyang smiled and looked at him.

So, do you prefer No. 3 or No. 2? Do you have the answer?

"What a pity."

Fu Qiran stretched out his hand and squinted one eye. There were only a handful of stars between his fingers, and they were all dim.

"Those beautiful stars when I was a child should never be seen again."

Jiaoyang turned her body sideways, adjusted herself to a slightly more comfortable position, and hugged her knees.

"As a human being, you have to look forward."

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