No matter why she climbed onto his bed at first, he knew in his heart that it was definitely not because of love for him.

Maybe she drank too much that night and regarded him as Xu Jiamu's substitute, or maybe it was because of the alcoholic nature. Anyway, things had already happened and it was hard to stop the water. When she woke up the next day, he might have found an excuse to swear him.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the transaction was definitely not her original intention, but he took it as a real person by hypnotizing himself, making endless transactions with her, and then he could comfort himself, it was not that he betrayed his brother Xu Jiamu, but that woman Qiao Anhao was the one who hooked him first.

He was really impure and really bad, but he had no choice but to take that handle and something happened to her again and again.

Later, his good relationship with Joan began to improve, and he carefully took care of him. Later, he thought that if he and Joan were developing naturally, they would fall in love.

But Qiao Anxia's recording pen came to his hands, and she looked at the face of "Xu Jiamu" she played at the birthday party...

It turned out that it was another whimsical dream he had.

He always did this. He knew that he was whimsical, but he couldn't control himself.

...

When Lu Jinnian thought of this, he clearly felt a sharp pain in his left chest. He couldn't help but raise his hand, pressed his chest gently, and then snuffed out the cigarette that was about to burn to his fingertips. He stood in front of the window for a while before taking a step, walked back to the desk, pulled open the first drawer, took out two broken pieces of paper from it, put together, and it was a small gold-inlaid greeting card with yellowed writing on it, as if washed by water. The writing had become a little blurred, but it could still be recognized: Jinnian with you would be safe.

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Chen's mother was not there, the whole villa was pitch black, and even the lights outside the door were not turned on.

Qiao Anhao turned on the light, looked at the empty living room on the first floor, then dragged his heavy body to the second floor, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw the happy birthday piled up with colorful balloons on the opposite wall, and the person suddenly stiffened at the door.

Until now, she still clearly remembers that she was busy decorating the room all afternoon, and even kept fantasizing about what kind of expression Lu Jinnian would look like when she saw such a scene.

Although she gave him another surprise, she was even more happy and excited than she received the surprise.

Qiao An stood blankly at the door for a long time before entering the bedroom. She looked around the balloons on the walls around the bedroom, and finally her eyes were frozen on the words she had placed in candles on the balcony. Then she felt as if she had lost all her strength, and slowly squatted down, then hugged her knees and buried her head.

She knew that he was obviously venting his anger at her in the car.

But she couldn't figure out how she got offended him, which made him so angry.
Chapter completed!