Wen Xin was startled. She had never lacked money in her life, so her mother had never treated her unfairly in terms of money. It was just that when she heard about her mother's situation in the Xia Family and received the money, her heart sank a little.
A young man sat next to Wen Xin. When he realized Wen Xin was sitting next to him, he immediately became excited. On the boring journey, it would be such a blissful thing to meet a beautiful woman.
When Wen Xin left, Xia Ran was comforted by him and returned to her wealthy life. She took the chance to be friends with her and fly a private jet to a foreign country to go on vacation.
Wen Xin then settled down at home, everyday, other than playing around, she would decorate her own house whenever she had the time, and after a week had passed like that, Wen Xin's heart was set free, but, even though she tried very hard to forget one person, it was still difficult to accomplish, because that person was Leng Jue Ye.
The effect this man had on her was so intense that his shadow always followed her from the bottom of her heart.
Even Duan Yang, who had been dating for three years, had disappeared from her heart.
In the evening, a silver sports car drove back to the villa, the street lights illuminated the cold and quiet environment, it was extremely quiet, and Wen Xin did not feel anything.
Leng Jue Ye got off the car and walked into the main hall. He threw the suit on the sofa and grabbed the cigarette on the table because of his depressed mood. He lit it up and puffed out a mouthful of smoke.
His body, which he had not been able to release for many days, was now clamoring loudly. An intense thought would occasionally arise in his mind, making him want to immediately press that woman on his body and ask for it with all his might.
A normal man would go crazy if he didn't live for three days. Furthermore, he had been suppressing his emotions for more than ten days. Even worse, his body seemed to only recognize that woman and didn't have any interest in other women.
At this moment, as long as he made a phone call, any kind of woman could come at any time, sexy, charming, gentle, as long as he wanted to, he could have it.
However, the one he wanted the most was that woman called Wen Xin.
Leng Jue Ye angrily extinguished his cigarette, a cold light flashed past his eyes as he picked up his phone and made a call. Two minutes later, he got up and left the house.
The silver sports car headed straight for his private airport. Half an hour later, a Boeing 777 private jet flew over the city like a giant black eagle.
In the Linjiang, Wen Xin coveted the night scenery of this city. Within the beauty, there was an archaic concept to it, as if a lazy girl was dressing up at night. As the night grew darker, her beauty became more and more moving.
Walking to a milk tea shop, Wen Xin eagerly ordered a cup. At that moment, there were a lot of people at the milk tea shop, so she sat at her seat and waited for the milk tea to be served.
When she arrived in front of Wen Xin, she accidentally knocked into someone. That man's sturdy arms supported her, and at the same time, a small pill was secretly thrown into the cup of milk tea in her hands.
Wen Xin received the milk tea, smiled, and thanked her as she drank it without any precautions.
Ten minutes later, while Wen Xin was in a daze, a man carried him into a car, and they drove towards the presidential suite at a five-star hotel in the city center.
There was already a man waiting for her.
When Leng Jue Ye carried the unconscious Wen Xin into his room, he closed the door and isolated the world outside.
Lying on the white bed sheets, Wen Xin's long hair fluttered, gently outlining her pure face. Her cheeks were slightly red, and her lips were slightly parted, looking as pure as a lily.
These days, she seemed to be in a good mood. Being able to eat and drink, she actually raised her pink and tender complexion.
Leng Jue Ye lowered his head, the hot breath coming from the corner of his mouth made Wen Xin's breathing slow, as though he was repelled by the sudden male breath.
Leng Jue Ye let out a light snort, and bit her bright red lips. The sleeping Wen Xin instantly tensed up his eyebrows, and instinctively waved his hand to chase his away.
Leng Jue Ye was not in a hurry to enjoy her. A few days had passed, and he missed her a lot.
Wen Xin had only been drugged, and was unconscious, with no other effects. Leng Jue Ye did not wish to drug her with that either, after all, with his charisma, he could make women fall in love.
Without any hesitation, he reached out and caressed her delicate little face. That feeling was extremely good. The softness was like an egg peeling its shell; it was extremely elastic. He could not help but knead it down heavily and loosen his grip, leaving a rough mark on her delicate skin.
Indeed, it was still too tender. Just a casual touch felt like it was about to shatter.
Under the light, she sized up his little face. Her pure and beautiful facial features were reflected in his eyes, revealing all of her features.
Her black hair was like a bomb, her fragrant cheeks were like ice, her light eyebrows were like autumn water, her jade-like muscles were accompanied by the gentle breeze, and Wen Xin possessed an ancient expression. She was not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but instead an extremely alluring woman.
Just looking at it like this, his heart lost the rhythm of Mount Tai's collapse, and he fell into chaos.
Her breathing was very gentle, like hers. When she slept, it was light and shallow, breathing softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing something. Her tender red lips, even though they weren't dyed red, emitted a soul-stirring red color. She slightly pursed her lips, tempting people to go and have a kiss with her.
Her rosy, white face was buried in her silky black hair. Her beauty was enough to shock anyone. She was like an angel, but also like a fairy!
He suddenly remembered that at the wedding, she had sat quietly in a corner, but he had still noticed her.
Compared to most of the confident and beautiful girl from the Wealthy Class, she was like an unremarkable orchid in a valley, with a pair of delicate and beautiful eyes, like two thousand year old springs, dark and deep to the end. Among the crowd, he was attracted to her with just a glance.
A girl who looked like a lost fawn.
Thus, when he realised Xia Ran and her goal, he easily took the bait and ate all the girls that were arranged in the hotel dry.
This girl alone was enough to attract him.