Chapter 1 A little deer

The summer heat of September is still lingering in Jingcheng. After several months of scorching heat, even at night, the residual temperature is still anxious and dull.

Cheng Weiyue lives with her parents in Tinglan Hutong in the city center. In the bustling bustling city where singing and dancing flourish, she is sober to the point of simplicity.

The house is an old-style courtyard house, with orange lanterns hanging at the door.

Mother Zhao Ruolan went out to play cards with her best friends, and Cheng Cun, Cheng's father, was practicing calligraphy in the study with a brush in hand.

Cheng Cunzheng has been a university professor all his life, and every move he makes is quite dignified.

He looked at Cheng Weiyue who was carrying her bag and was about to go out. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing out at night? You haven't even graduated from college and your heart is wild."

Cheng Weiyue had a very beautiful face. If it were placed in ancient times, it would be a disaster for the country and the people in the words of officials and historians.

Especially those charming and smart, big and round almond eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly upward, the eyes are always moist, and the pupils are big and black, like a cat.

Under the light, she had no makeup, a palm-sized oval face, bright red lips, and a pink and delicate complexion. She only wore a ponytail, and the broken hair hanging down from her forehead added a bit of softness.

It's simply more eye-catching than others who apply makeup carefully.

But despite having such a proud face, his temper is a mess.

At this time, she paused, looked at Cheng Cunzheng, and said softly: "Dad, I'm going out to find Zhao Hanchen."

Cheng Cunzheng's expression immediately softened.

Obviously, he was very relieved about Zhao Hanchen.

Cheng Cunzheng waved his hand and said, "Be safe when you go out to play."

Then he lowered his head and continued writing.

Cheng Weiyue stood on the side of the road and watched Zhao Hanchen send a text message ten minutes ago: "Jade title twelfth floor."

The Jade Title that Zhao Hanchen was talking about was a club in the city center. Every inch of land cost a lot of money, and the consumption was staggeringly high. Zhao Hanchen had his own private suite there, with the best view and the best Feng Shui.

Cheng Weiyue got into the taxi holding her cell phone and reported her address to the driver.

Not long after the car drove out, it started to rain.

"What an unlucky day, girl, did you bring an umbrella?" The driver was a simple and honest middle-aged man. He looked at Cheng Weiyue's pretty but unpainted face and said kindly: "That's nothing.

It’s a great place. If you go there as a girl, be careful about your safety.”

Cheng Weiyue's face showed a bit of embarrassment. She pursed her lips and said, "I'm going to find my boyfriend."

The driver glanced at Cheng Weiyue in the rearview mirror and sighed silently in his heart.

Those who can spend money in Yuzhan are either rich or noble. Obviously, this is a story about a young girl who is not experienced in the world and is attracted by a dandy because of her beauty.

When they met by chance, the driver didn't have much to say and drove silently.

"Girl, we're here." The driver stopped the car on the side of the road.

Yuxian’s Chinese-style retro decoration facade is elegant and rich in heritage.

Cheng Weiyue ran in quickly, but still got wet from the rain.

The broken hair on her forehead was wet, and her pink sweatshirt was covered with dark water marks left by the heavy rain.

As she walked from the door to the elevator, the people she passed by were all exquisite and beautiful beauties.

A place like this has no shortage of beauties.

There is no shortage of people around Zhao Hanchen.

She was in a trance as she thought this way. She didn't come back to her senses until the elevator dinged and opened.

This was not the first time for Cheng Weiyue to come to Yuxian. She took out the magnetic card Zhao Hanchen gave her, swiped the card and pressed the button for the twelfth floor.

The suite, one belonging to Zhao Hanchen, is on the left.

The corridor is long and quiet, with a faint fragrance floating around. The entire corridor is covered with floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking down, you can see the most prosperous night view of Jingcheng.

Cheng Weiyue walked in a hurry, but she still saw the room on the right, which had always been deserted, with light flowing from the half-open door.

Through those lights, Cheng Weiyue saw a man standing in the corner, leaning slightly against the floor-to-ceiling window. He was tall and measured 188cm tall.

He was facing her side, wearing a black suit, the finger bones holding the mobile phone were clearly slender, and the color of his wrist was very white. Cheng Weiyue could vaguely see his sharp jawline and the superior lines of his profile. This temperament was really incredible.

What comes out is cold and clean.

Like snow on a white mountain.

It’s also like the glimmer of splendor that burns beauty to ashes.

Mysterious, dignified, lazy.

She paused for so long that the man seemed to be slightly aware of it and seemed to have a tendency to look at her.

She hurriedly looked away and dove into the box.

At the end of the corridor, the man was holding his mobile phone and heard Wei Tingyao calling him on the other end of the phone: "Jing Wei, why don't you speak?"

Zhou Jingwei raised his eyebrows with his fingers and said in a lazy and hoarse voice, "It's nothing, I saw it..."

Wei Tingyao hates it when people say half-sentence: "What did you see?"

Zhou Jingwei chuckled, the emotion in his voice was very light and almost inaudible: "A little deer."

"There are animal exhibitions in Yuxian now? Lao Zhao is really getting better and better at playing."

Yuxian's boss Zhao Ximo is a good friend of the two, and they are both in the same circle.

Zhou Jingwei didn't answer, but just said: "Stop talking, I'll go in first."

"That's right, you just returned to China, and they won't give up until they drink you down today." Wei Tingyao said quickly: "Stop talking nonsense to me, Lawyer Zhou, go and do your work first."

On the other side, as soon as Cheng Weiyue stepped into the room, she was choked by the pungent smell of liquor.

She is allergic to alcohol and feels uncomfortable just by smelling it.

Everyone present was quiet for a moment when they saw her.

After all, a woman who has been by Zhao Hanchen's side for three months should not be underestimated.

"Isn't this Yueyue? Come here quickly! Brother Shen went out to smoke and will be back soon. No, I have reserved a seat for you!"

The person who spoke was Zhao Hanchen's younger brother Li Zhao. He had a face that was harmless to humans and animals, but his heart was as dark as Zhao Hanchen's.

Cheng Weiyue pinched the flesh of her palm with her fingertips, resisting the dizziness caused by the smell of alcohol, and sat next to Li Zhao.

Everyone has become lively again, drinking, singing, and even sitting directly opposite Cheng Weiyue, hugging his female partner without any scruples, and kissing her passionately on the sofa.

Cheng Weiyue lowered her head in embarrassment, picked up the lemon juice on the table and drank it.

Until someone grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her into his arms forcefully.

Cheng Weiyue smelled the familiar crisp aroma, mixed with the pungent smell of cigarettes.

The lemon juice in her hand almost spilled out, she quickly tightened her grip and looked at the person coming.

It's Zhao Hanchen.

He was wearing an iron-gray shirt today. He had a good figure that could be seen from his outline. He had a pair of phoenix eyes that were flamboyant and looked at her with a smile. He had a very beguiling face.

Romantic and handsome.

It is true that such a good skin is enough to make countless women fly into the flames.
Chapter completed!