Homeless For You With All My Life

At night in the room —

"Director Gu, I've long heard that your actions have always been sharp and fierce. Now that you've toppled the Rong family, I'm afraid that no one in the entire Jin City will dare to go against you. It's my honor to be your partner."

The man who spoke was Dong Qiao of the Heng Rong Corporation. He hugged a beauty from left to right, not forgetting to flatter and flatter the godlike man in front of him.

It had to be known, that in the Jin City, no one dared to offend Gu Yanze.

That yellow haired kid from the Rong family's president had fallen into bankruptcy and escaped.

Gu Yanze's black eyes were stern and unchanging. The lighter in his hand did not light up, and only watched the flames that were ignited time and time again, with a cold and deep gaze.

Shang Xuewu slanted his eyes at the glib Qiao Dong, and laughed lightly, then looked at the door of the private room.

His little honey, why are you serving this wine so slowly tonight?

Zhen Mi knocked on the private room's door, and then brought Tong Yan in.

However, only Shang Xuewu would care about the woman who delivered the wine. His eyes were fixated on the little girl whom he had taken a fancy to, and he noticed that she had a girl following behind her tonight.

The woman had her head down, her hair hanging loose over half her face, and she couldn't see very well in the dim light.

Zhen Mi was in charge of pouring wine, it was rare that Shang Xuewu did not say anything rude tonight, he must be talking about the reunion.

Only at the end, when she and Zhen Mi were about to leave, the man who had been maintaining a calm tone the entire time lifted his lips and spoke in a dark voice:

"Pour the wine."

Tong Yan's hand was on the handle of the private box's door.

However, when she heard these two words, her hands couldn't help but tremble. For some reason, she felt … Where had he heard this voice before?

Zhen Mi turned around and went up to pour some wine.

"Let her fall."

Gu Yanze's narrow and deep eyes looked at the beautiful figure with her back facing him.

Zhen Mi's hands stopped moving, and Shang Xuewu also squinted his eyes.

Tong Yan knew that she was the one who said it, but she … Why was his heart beating so fast? It was just pouring wine, but why did he feel an inexplicable sense of panic when he heard the man's voice?

Zhen Mi didn't know how to address this man, and in the corner of his eyes, he could only look at Shang Xuewu and laugh.

"Sir, my friend is a newcomer. He doesn't understand the rules."

"Forget it, don't disturb us. Go out."

Shang Xuewu obviously had to help his Little Mi Er at this time. Maybe Little Mi Er would repay him with her body because of this.

"I said, let her pour the wine."

Then, that person's words carried a cold tone. Shang Xuewu had also realized what was going on with Gu Yanze tonight, he would never normally talk about it in a place like this.

Could it be that this woman … Did he take a fancy to it?

Tong Yan sighed, he had only poured himself a cup of wine, if not it would be difficult for Zhen Mi.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a sudden voice — —

"F * ck off."

Tong Yan thought, could this man be crazy.

It was he who made her pour the wine, it was he who made her roll.

I really want to turn around and see what this man looks like and draw circles to curse him!

Seeing that, Zhen Mi immediately stood up and brought Tong Yan away from the private box.

When the door to the private box closed, the man stared at the figure that had disappeared.

Just a moment ago, an ordinary woman who sold alcohol, for a moment, he actually felt that the back of her figure was very similar to hers.

But so what if she looked like it, so what if she didn't, it wasn't her after all.

Not her, Lin Xiyan.

"Who is that person?"

"Gu Yanze, the president of the Gu Group."

Gu Yanze...

When Tong Yan heard this name, his eyebrows knitted together.

This name was so familiar, but also … Very strange.

"What, do you know him?"

Zhen Mi touched Tong Yan's arm, looking at her frowning face, he asked.

Tong Yan hesitated for two seconds, then shook his head.

"I think even if I met you, I would have forgotten."

What Zhen Mi said was a different story. When she first met Tong Yan, Tong Yan did not remember the past.

All he knew was that he had been in a car accident and had woken up in the hospital. He had lost his memory and was pregnant with a child.

Because Tong Yan still had to take care of the real Zhen Mi, she decided to head back first.

Shang Xuewu didn't react for a long time as he brushed past the woman who passed by the man.

"Lin Xiyan..."

These three words, names that Shang Xuewu thought he would never mention again in his entire life leaked out from his lips.

Gu Yanze did not drive away in his car, but lit a cigarette instead. The green and white smoke lingered in front of his eyes, looking blurry, as if he could see that familiar face through the smoke.

In the past, when she was around, she would curl up into his embrace and wave her hand and make a ruckus:

Gu Yanze, smoking is not good for your lungs. Do you want me to be a widow before you die?

He was waiting for the illusion before him to disappear.

At the same time, Tong Yan looked down at the time. It was already 2 in the morning.

On the way back, she noticed that there seemed to be a car following her.

If she was fast, the car would be fast.

If she was slow, then the car was slow.

As if it were another of her shadows, she stopped, and the car stopped.

Under the faint moonlight and the neon light, Tong Yan turned her head around and saw the man driving the car clearly. Her eyes were filled with confusion and she wanted to ask him if there was something he wanted to ask her.

But after thinking about it, he gave up on that idea and quickly left.

Gu Yanze never thought that not only his back, but even his face looked so similar.

The duration of the potion this time was too long, he could not tell if this was reality or an illusion.

When Shang Xuewu called her, she was no longer in sight. She had disappeared again, it was just an illusion.

However, before Shang Xuewu could speak, the man's chuckling voice carried a hint of coldness — —

"Xiyan disappeared again."

Time and time again, it had already become a habit.

Over the phone? Shang Xuewu was silent for a moment, then every word was filled with determination —

"Lin Xiyan, I saw her. It wasn't an illusion."

The Lin Xiyan who died in the great fire of the prison five years ago had returned.