deliberate kiss

Chapter 4
After a heavy rain, Jingcheng is sunny and sunny again.

Such fine weather could not infect Cheng Weiyue, she almost left the quaint presidential suite in a hurry.

Before leaving, she finished drinking the hangover soup that nourished her stomach under the eager gaze of the waitress.

She has a strict family upbringing and has never had a precedent for spending the night outside alone, especially in a hotel.

Unfortunately, I don't remember anything.

She is allergic to alcohol, and the slightest touch will cause her to become unconscious.If you really drank alcohol seriously, even if it was just a sip, you would have to go to the hospital.

She tried hard to recall, but still couldn't think of what happened after Zhao Hanchen was pushed away last night, so in a panic, she even forgot to ask the waitress who sent her here.

She trotted to the door of the hotel, flagged down a taxi, and quickly reported the destination: "Master, go to Tinglan Hutong."

When getting off the car, Cheng Weiyue realized that her mobile phone was out of battery.

Under the vigilant gaze of the taxi driver, she blushed and touched her pocket, accidentally touching two red banknotes from inside.

Really careful and thoughtful.

She was taken aback, and after paying the money, she felt very uneasy.

The man gave him the money back.
She didn't even know who he was, how would she pay him back the room fee and the money in her pocket?
Cheng Cun was going to practice Tai Chi in a nearby park, and there was still a week before school started. He couldn't live a leisurely life, and he always wanted to find something to do for himself.

Cheng Weiyue changed her clothes, tidied up her room and went downstairs, her mother Zhao Ruolan made breakfast and invited her to eat.

The realism of the world of fireworks finally calmed down Cheng Weiyue's restless heart for a long time.

What happened last night was just an accident, right?
After breakfast, Cheng Weiyue's dead phone was finally charged.

She saw a missed call from Zhao Hanchen.

Cheng Weiyue hesitated for a moment, but still dialed the phone.

The other end answered very quickly, but after it was over, it remained silent.

Cheng Weiyue's palms were sweating thinly. After a long silence, she couldn't hold back, and she took the initiative to speak: "Zhao Hanchen"

Zhao Han sat in the CEO's office of Jingxing Group, threw the pen in his hand into the pen holder, closed the folder, and said coldly, "Come and find me yourself."

Cheng Weiyue didn't have time to refuse.

Zhao Hanshen is a good man, a girl's dream lover, and a master flirt when he is not angry.As long as he wants, he can make all women feel satisfied and happy.

But if he's angry, and he's trying to embarrass people, then he can make things right.

As for the face, dignity, and bottom line of the other party.

That's not what Mr. Zhao wants to care about.

After Zhao Hanshen hung up the phone, his face finally looked better.

As long as she obediently apologizes to herself, he will naturally coax her well.

Women, after all, they have to be coaxed.

Secretary Ye Cheng pushed the door open and walked in.

He said in a respectful tone, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhou said that he will arrive in two hours to discuss with you the documents for the renovation of the ancient alley."

Jingxing Group made its fortune from real estate. The biggest project of the group in the past ten years is the renovation and reconstruction of the old street in the center of Jingcheng City.

Cheng Weiyue's house is also within the scope of the reconstruction plan.

Thinking of this, Zhao Han frowned deeply.

The project is still in the confidential stage, and no one knows.He thought, when everything was settled, he would go and tell Cheng Weiyue.

He will compensate her and her family well, and will never treat them badly.

Thinking like this, he stretched his brows and eyes, and when he spoke, his tone was cold and flat: "Understood, let him wait for me in the reception room when the time comes."

Ye Cheng's job task was to carry out Zhao Hanshen's orders, and he walked out without saying a word.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Cheng Weiyue saw her lips with bright red lipstick in the rearview mirror.

Her expression was in a trance for a while, and she vaguely felt that the person in the mirror did not seem to be herself.

She doesn't like this kind of strong makeup, but Zhao Hanchen likes it.

Cheng Weiyue will never forget that in the first month they were together, after she offended him because of her temper, she carefully went to apologize to him.

At that time, it was still Yulian's box, but there were only the two of them that day.

Zhao Han sat beside her, bent over to bully her, and pressed her lips with his cold fingertips.

He said to himself: "Next time you come to apologize to me, be more sincere."

He put a lipstick in her palm, with a little smile on his phoenix eyes, his voice hoarse and seductive: "I like this color very much, show me it, huh?"

It was Cheng Weiyue's first time to use such a strong red color, and she obediently painted it on in Zhao Han's deep expectation, so she saw the tenderness in the latter's eyes as she wished.

He pinched his chin, his eyes fell on the color of his lips, and whispered: "Ning Ning, it's so pretty."

It's ridiculous that at that moment, she actually felt joy.

She was overjoyed to be looked at by Zhao Hanshen with such eyes.

But sometimes the midnight dream is tossed and turned, it is still unavoidable to be sour.

She told herself that if she loved him so much and loved someone, she could give everything.

But on the other side, there is a voice that keeps telling her that you are wrong and he doesn't love you.

Cheng Weiyue arrived at Jingxing Group, and went up the elevator familiarly.

The ladies at the front desk discussed in a low voice after her figure disappeared.

"Mr. Zhao has been talking with her for three months this time, and they haven't broken up yet."

"Peking University belle, don't you know? Those young models and actors in the entertainment industry are not at the same level as her!"

"What about the beauty of Peking University? If Qiao Jingxue hadn't gotten married." The person who spoke was the front desk foreman. He had worked in Jingxing Group for seven or eight years, so he naturally knew some inside information.

She felt a slip of the tongue, her face turned pale and she closed her mouth, not speaking anymore.

The other ladies smelled gossip, but they also knew that some things were not easy to delve into, so they all silently closed their mouths.

The grievances and entanglements of this wealthy family were not something ordinary people like them could inquire about.
When Cheng Weiyue came out of the elevator, she happened to see Ye Cheng leading a group of people towards the reception room.

When the latter saw her, with a professional smile on his face, he said politely, "Ms. Cheng, Mr. Zhao is in the office. Just go in."

Cheng Weiyue thanked her, and watched Ye Cheng disappear from sight.

It must be a very important person who can make the president's secretary go out in person and take such a lot of trouble.

Cheng Weiyue retracted her gaze, and pushed open the frosted door of the president's office.

There was a smell of smoke in the air.

It was Zhao Hanshen who was smoking.

Seeing Cheng Weiyue coming in, he slightly raised his eyebrows and patted the seat beside him: "Come here."

There was no anger on his face.

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