Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 90 Unwilling to accept his kiss

Zhan Jincheng frowned and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes locked on Song Chao's rain-moist red lips.

The lips are like freshly picked flowers, extremely delicate, and look delicious and attractive, but Zhan Jincheng is slightly uncomfortable with the words he speaks.

Even if he is confused now, he can still hear the impatience in Song Chaoyu's words.

Zhan Jincheng just wanted to cover the small mouth in front of him, so that Song Chaoyu would stop saying words that made him uncomfortable.

Zhan Jincheng stood up suddenly, Song Chaoyu was startled by his sudden movement, and moved back slightly, the water on his lips became more obvious.

Zhan Jincheng held Song Chaoyu's shoulders, and slowly approached, with a wave of heat on his body, and the strong smell of alcohol diffused in Song Chaoyu's nostrils.

Seeing Zhan Jincheng getting closer, Song Zhaoyu turned her head to one side, and she put her hand on the lips that Zhan Jincheng wanted to get close to. His thin lips were as cold as his heart.

Thin lips always let Song Chaoyu accept warm kisses, but when he left, he was so fickle.

Zhan Jincheng missed the kiss, but he was extremely wronged, looking at Song Chaoyu with doubts in his eyes, why didn't he want to accept his kiss?Why avoid it?
His head was like a paste, and Zhan Jincheng couldn't continue thinking.

"Why did you avoid it? You never treated me like this before..." Zhan Jincheng said aggrievedly.

Song Chaoyu looked at the man in front of him indifferently, like a good boy who has not been rewarded.

Good boy?It's really ironic, as for her child, it can only be taken out on the cold operating table, and it will hurt to look at it.

"Really? Then I really deserved it before!" Song Chaoyu said as if torturing himself.

Zhan Jincheng was puzzled, didn't understand Song Chaoyu's meaning, but looked at her dully.

Song Zhaoyu's fingertips trembled and caressed her belly. A little life was conceived here once, even though she didn't hate Zhan Jincheng and knew that it wasn't his intention, she still couldn't forgive him.

A sore feeling came from the nasal cavity, Song Zhaoyu sucked his nose hard, trying to stabilize his emotions.

"You should leave. You shouldn't have come here tonight, and you shouldn't have come to me drunk." Song Chaoyu's voice was slightly hoarse.

Zhan Jincheng seemed to feel Song Chaoyu's pain, he pursed his lips and remained silent, and it took a long time before he dared to continue looking at Song Chaoyu.

"Are you making friends with Lu Zhao? Why don't you want to listen to me?" Zhan Jincheng raised his head and asked.

Alcohol can paralyze the brain to a large extent. All he can think of is the picture of Song Chaoyu and Lu Zhao making love to each other in front of his eyes. For some reason, he feels that it is not a good taste.

It shouldn't be like this!None of this should be the way it is now.

"May I ask Mr. Zhan, what qualifications do you have to question me about this matter?" Song Zhaoyu sneered.

She didn't want to pursue too much about the drunken Zhan Jincheng, but she wouldn't bear to pester her nonsense.

She has defended Tang Man many times in front of her. In Zhan Jincheng's eyes, Tang Man is a little white flower living in a greenhouse, while she is a grass under the rocks, and she deserves the wind and rain.

Zhan Jincheng looked at Song Chaoyu in confusion: "Then you tell me, the words in the restaurant are all fake, why did he call you baby, I didn't even call you baby."

Song Zhaoyu was about to be laughed angrily by Zhan Jincheng, who couldn't figure it out. Did Zhan Jincheng drink his head to death?

"You didn't call me baby because you can't? No, it's because you think I'm unworthy. How can a woman who is raised outside be a match for Miss Tang's family!" Song Chaoyu sarcastically said.

With rare warmth, Zhan Jincheng called her Zhao Yu affectionately, but never called her baby.

Because in Zhan Jincheng's eyes, she is just a worthless little lover who can't stand on the stage.

"I...I didn't..." Zhan Jincheng explained weakly.

Song Chaoyu turned her head, she didn't know what she was getting angry with a drunk.

"Then tell me that you are not boyfriend and girlfriend, and I will admit my mistake." Zhan Jincheng said seriously.

His deep eyes looked straight at Song Chaoyu, they were rare clear, not as deep as usual, but seemed much more sincere.

"He and I are boyfriend and girlfriend, besides, any relationship between me and him has nothing to do with you!" Song Zhaoyu said indifferently.

Zhan Jincheng's expression was full of disbelief, and he was stunned for a long time before his anger welled up.

"No! I don't agree, I don't allow you to be with him, you are my lover, who will allow you to be with someone else!" Zhan Jincheng roared loudly.

Song Zhaoyu snorted coldly, how many mistresses Zhan Jincheng has had is still open to question, why should he be so angry with her.

"You have already said that you are a lover. Since you are engaged, you should not get involved with women outside and be a loyal husband." Song Zhaoyu said coldly.

Zhan Jincheng fell silent, looking at Song Chaoyu, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"But, I don't like her, why should I marry her, I'm so tired, I just want you by my side, why is it so difficult?" Zhan Jincheng said innocently.

Song Chaoyu found it ironic when she found out that Zhan Jincheng was about to get engaged.

She was like a joke, she was dragged to the hospital by the master, forced to beat the child, like those bloody scenes, she even had nightmares in the middle of the night.

Can Zhan Jincheng take it with a light and flirty liking?
"Then I beg Mr. Zhan not to pester me anymore, I already have a boyfriend." Song Chaoyu said indifferently.

Zhan Jincheng's calmed down mood became intense again, and he looked at the woman in front of him dissatisfied.

"No! Stay away from Lu Zhao, he is not a good guy!" Zhan Jincheng reprimanded immediately.

Maybe it's convincing when Zhan Jincheng is sober, but Zhan Jincheng with a blush on his face when he's drunk looks extraordinarily childish.

Song Chaoyu looked at the paper cup on the coffee table, poured another cup of water into it, and felt the warmth linger on his fingertips.

Song Zhaoyu looked at Zhan Jincheng who was unconscious, poured the water down without hesitation, facing Zhan Jincheng's face, the warm water slid down Zhan Jincheng's cheeks.

Song Chaoyu got up and looked down at Zhan Jincheng: "Mr. Zhan, are you a little more sober now? If you want to get drunk, don't post here. If you want to find it, go find your fiancée!"

Zhan Jincheng was obviously frightened by Song Chaoyu's actions, and he was paralyzed by alcohol, so he couldn't make a correct judgment for a while.

He could only look up at Song Chaoyu with his wet head up, like a puppy soaked by rain.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just doing it for your own good. You can't play with him. It's dangerous." Zhan Jincheng explained to himself.

Song Chaoyu squeezed the paper cup tightly, the originally round mouth of the cup was squeezed into an obvious wrinkle, Song Zhaoyu increased the strength, the paper cup was completely deformed, and made a small sound, she threw the cup into the garbage beside it bucket.

Closing his eyes to stabilize his emotions, he took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)