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    “Hello, are you a pornographic woman? I am a fan of your country Z, and my name is Song Qing’an.” Song Qing’an took Mu Shiyan’s arm and introduced her warmly: “This is my fiancé Mu Shiyan. Our wedding is scheduled for Christmas Eve, and I would like to ask you to be my wedding dress designer.”

    Sheng Jin, who was standing with his back to them, turned around, looked at the man and woman in front of him through sunglasses, and used familiar French to deny that he was a pervert, saying that he was just an assistant to the pervert.

    The moment she turned around, Song Qing’an’s eyes froze, and she felt that the woman in front of her seemed familiar, especially when she spoke French, she had an accent from country Z, “Miss, are you also from country Z?”

    Knowing that she could not hide, Sheng Jin did not escape. She took off her sunglasses and replied in Chinese: “I grew up here.”

    She met Song Qing’an’s gaze without fear. She was confident and elegant, without the low self-esteem and timidity of the past. Coupled with her exquisite makeup and neat short hair, she seemed to be completely transformed.

    In this way she… looks like Sheng Jin, but not like her.

    “Oh, then I recognized the wrong person, I’m sorry, miss.”

    While Song Qing’an was apologizing, she glanced at Mu Shiyan beside her and found that his eyes didn’t waver at all. He didn’t even look at the woman in front of him. He took out his business card from his black wallet and said, “Ask the sex lover to contact me.”

    Sheng Jin was beating a drum in her heart at this moment. She felt that the man in front of her looked at her with a strange look. He’s indifference and indifference did not seem to be deliberately pretended. They were natural and there was no trace of pretense.

    Taking the business card, “Okay sir, I will pass it on to SEVEN for you.”

    Song Qingan was sitting in the car, feeling uneasy all the time. She raised her eyes from time to time and glanced at the man next to her, trying to see some flaw in his eyes.

    Have you really forgotten that woman?

    Are you really not pretending not to know me?

    Mu Shiyan, who was working, wore a pair of glasses on his tall nose. The silver-white frames covered the sinister look in his eyes. He stared intently at the English character report on the screen, typing on the keyboard with his slender fingers, looking completely obsessed with work.

    The driver took them back to the hotel first, but Mu Shiyan didn’t get out of the car. “I’m going to the branch. I’ll be busy very late. You don’t have to wait for me for dinner.”

    “Okay.” Song Qing’an forced a smile and watched the car leave before taking out her mobile phone and dialing Liang Mochen’s number: “Have you found Sheng Jin? I saw a woman today who looks very similar to Sheng Jin. I suspect she is Sheng Jin herself.”

    Liang Mochen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned on the speakerphone, and played the voice to the woman beside him.

    Sheng Jin shook the red wine glass in his hand, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

    After Liang Mochen unilaterally ended the call and turned off the phone, she stood up and walked to the window, looked out at the bustling street scene, and said slightly: “Brother Mochen, if you hang up her phone like this, she will become even more suspicious that you are colluding with me to deceive her.”

    “Song Qing’an is not stupid. She will not pierce this window paper without being completely sure.”

    Otherwise, Song Qingan would not have offered to take care of him when he learned that Mu Shiyan’s memory of Sheng Jin had been erased three years ago, just so that the first thing Mu Shiyan saw when he opened his eyes was her.

    This is the agreement reached by Liang Mochen and Song Qing’an. No one will expose the other and will keep this secret to the end.

    Sheng Jin played with Mu Shiyan’s business card and thought of the indifferent expression he looked at her, and felt a little funny, “Since he has forgotten me, do I no longer have to hide from him in the future? If I want to go back to country Z, I can go back to country z. I can go anywhere in Beicheng?”

    “Go back if you want, and be yourself.”

    Liang Mochen has been like this for three years, not interfering in any of her decisions or dictating her life.

    When she was in transit in Hong Kong, Liang Mochen, who found out Sheng Jin’s whereabouts, sent someone to stop her and promised her personally in the VIP waiting room: “I will not let you commit yourself to me. You don’t have to bear any psychological burden. After you arrive in Paris, you can live your own life. Even if you encounter difficulties in life, I will not help you, so there is no need for you to avoid me.”

    He’s words were sincere and majestic. Sheng Jin knew that he could no longer escape, so he did not resist. He came to Paris and used his savings to enroll in a well-known local design school, starting from scratch.

    It was really hard to learn at the beginning. She, who didn’t understand French, had to learn design and French at the same time.

    Fortunately, she survived a year later.

    Two years later, she decisively chose to end her studies, used the dividends given by Gu Yuewei to open a small studio, and began to design a single wedding dress. The wedding dress that incorporated elements of country Z received a lot of attention once it was launched.

    I thought this peaceful life would last forever, but I didn’t expect it to be broken so quickly.

    Just when Sheng Jin was panicking, Liang Mochen told her that Mu Shiyan had forgotten about her, so there was no need to worry that Mu Shiyan would hurt her again.

    Liang Mochen said that Mu Shiyan found the hypnotist and erased the memory of her.

    Haha, how disgusting is she?Would rather erase her memory.

    A week later, Beicheng.

    Sheng Jin and Gu Yuewei drank a lot of wine in the bar. Listening to the deafening music, Gu Yuewei burped, “It’s great that that scumbag forgot about you, so you don’t have to hide from him anymore. If you want to go back to Beicheng, you can go back to Beicheng. If you want to go to Paris, you can go to Paris. It’s so cool.”

    Sheng Jin smiled and nodded, raised the glass and poured another glass of wine into his mouth, then walked onto the dance floor and danced.

    Her appearance was inherently charming, her dancing posture was enchanting, and her elegance made the men around her afraid to approach her. There were a few men who were ready to move forward and wanted to strike up a conversation, but they didn’t dare.

    Gu Yuewei sat in the booth and saw her dancing confidently. She felt that she had really changed. She was not pretending to be strong, but was radiating from the inside out. Thinking about her changes in the past three years, she really felt that the longer she lived, the more useless she became!

    Walking onto the dance floor, loosening the long hair that was restrained by the rubber band, twisting the waist together with Sheng Jin, releasing the little beast within.

    The two women danced so high that they almost became the focus of the crowd.

    Gu Yi and Lu Zixu just walked in and immediately widened their eyes when they saw the two women in the dance pool.

    “Holy crap! Why is this vixen back! Isn’t she in France! Does second brother know?” After Lu Zixu said this, he felt that he was worried. “Look at how nervous I am. Second brother has forgotten this woman a long time ago. Whether she comes back or not, she will be a stranger.”

    Gu Yi didn’t listen to what he said at all. Seeing Gu Yuewei dancing so seductively, he felt a fire in his heart.

    Gu Yuewei was still unaware. After the dance, she and Sheng Jin went back to the card and sat down to drink. During this period, many men came over to strike up a conversation and bring drinks to her, but they were all rejected.

    “The quality is getting worse and worse. There are not many that are eye-catching. Look at those crooked melons and cracked dates. I just saw that the bottom of their faces are dry. What else can I do?” While Gu Yuewei complained, she remembered an important question, “Xiao Jin? How did you get here in the past three years? Have you ever been like Liang Mochen?”

    That?

    Knowing that she wanted to ask whether she had had physical relations with Liang Mochen, Sheng Jin shook her head, “I have always regarded Brother Mochen as my elder brother. If I do it with him, I will not only be physically but also psychologically repulsed.”

    “Then how do you solve the needs when you think about it?” Gu Yuewei always asks bold questions and doesn’t care about the scale at all. “You don’t always use the fifth girl, do you?”

    Sheng Jin smiled, stretched out her slender fingers, and narrowed her eyes slightly, “Fifth girl is pretty good.”

    “What a yarn!” Gu Yuewei simply pulled her up, “Let’s go, I’ll give you something good, it will definitely make you forget about the fifth girl.”

    What Gu Yuewei calls a good thing is the G-spot vibrator, a new product developed by Little Happiness, which is retractable, intelligently heated, and has a suction-type clitoral massager. “I’m telling you, using these two, it will definitely make you feel so good.”

    Due to her age, 27-year-old Sheng Jin found that her body might have been thirsty for too long. Originally, she didn’t have much sexual interest in these sex toys before, but after Gu Yuewei told her, she was actually looking forward to experiencing them.

    Gu Yuewei drove her back to the hotel and put another bottle of lubricant in her bag, “I wish you a happy night.”

    “Thank you.” Sheng Jin took her bag and got out of the car. While waiting for the elevator, she met Mu Shiyan again.

    Mu Shiyan had just finished a drinking party and was a little drunk. He didn’t go home and checked into the presidential suite rented by the hotel.

    You don’t have to wait for the VIP elevator, but you have to walk through the elevator for ordinary residents. He rubbed his eyebrows, pulled off his tie, and walked past Sheng Jin. He smelled the familiar fragrance of jasmine and suddenly stopped.

    Sheng Jin was still replying to Gu Yuewei’s WeChat message, and she didn’t know that someone was passing by. She, who was not wearing sunglasses, let her guard down, smiled brightly, and walked forward after hearing the sound of the elevator opening.

    As soon as one foot stepped forward, it was pulled back by a force.

    Suddenly waking up, he subconsciously pushed away the person behind him. The bag slipped from his hand, and the good things Gu Yuewei gave him fell out and scattered on the floor.

    Sheng Jin’s cheeks turned red and she quickly bent over to pick it up. When she reached for the G-spot vibrator, someone had already gotten it one step ahead of her. She looked up and saw the man in front of her, her pupils gradually dilated.

    It was Mu Shiyan.

    Mu Shiyan handed it to her with a calm face, and the eyes behind the lenses did not change at all, “Don’t always look at your phone before walking, learn to read the road.”

    What?

    Sheng Jin turned around and saw that the elevator was open, but it was indeed empty. If she had walked in just now, she would have missed the mark and fallen.

    He hurriedly took the vibrator and put it in his bag, “Thank you, Mr. Mu.”

    “You know me?”

    “…” Realizing that he had missed something, he quickly changed his words: “Yes, I am Sex Ven’s assistant. I met you and your fiancée in Paris.”

    Sexy Venetian?

    He didn’t seem to have any impression. He would get a headache if he used his brain even a little bit. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. Without saying anything else, he turned around and continued walking towards the VIP elevator.

    At this time, the security guard had also arrived, put the sign for maintenance of the elevator, and sent a special person to guard it to prevent anyone from getting hurt again.

    In order to prevent this matter from spreading, the hotel upgraded Sheng Jin to the presidential suite and enjoyed a year’s free stay.

    What she didn’t know was that next door was the suite that Mu Shiyan had reserved for a long time.

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