The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 150 Not My Intention
Zhao Xitong's perfume is strong and fragrant, different from the elegant fragrance on Chu Wan's body. Those who like it will fall in love with it, while those who don't like it will only find it pungent.

"Farewell, I don't want to have someone around you." Huo Yanzheng's eyes flashed with displeasure, his thin lips lifted slightly, and he replied to Zhao Xitong in a stiff voice. At the end, he added: " I'm afraid my wife will be jealous."

The first half of the sentence is Huo Yanzheng's outspokenness.

The second half of the sentence was deliberately said by Huo Yanzheng.

When Zhao Xitong heard this, her pretty face froze and froze. It was reasonable for Huo Yanzheng to refuse her, but the second half of the sentence didn't seem like something that he, who was serious and serious, could say.

Huo Yanzheng has never said anything like this on any occasion.

He was afraid that Chu Wan would be jealous?
Oh, how could Chu Wan be jealous!
It's normal for Huo Yanzheng to be admired and admired by thousands of people for such an outstanding person. He didn't do anything, and he didn't do anything wrong. Chu Wan didn't need to be jealous at all.

Even if Huo Yanzheng accepts her liking and admiration, there is nothing to blame, Chu Wan is not as attractive as her, Huo Yanzheng just followed her inner choice, Chu Wan can't blame her.

Unfortunately, to this day, Huo Yanzheng's affection for her is still better than nothing.

This requires her to work harder.

"I have known Wanwan for many years. I know that Wanwan is not a small-hearted person. You don't have to worry about her being jealous. Just tell her the pros and cons. She will be reasonable and understand you." Zhao Xitong thought about it Want to speak.

"I just think it's a little bit helpful. You need a partner in your work, and I might as well be a good candidate."

Zhao Xitong continued to recommend herself, hoping to persuade Huo Yanzheng who rejected her completely: "I have already returned to work at the Zhao Corporation. The Zhao Corporation and the Huo Corporation have some intersections. I can create profits for you."

"Huo's and Zhao's work will be handed over by a special person, so I don't need to negotiate in person." Huo Yanzheng first talked with the business leader beside him for a few words, and only when he was free, he replied calmly to Zhao Xitong: "Again Yes, let me correct you a little bit, you and I will never have nothing to talk about, but nothing to talk about."

As for Zhao Xitong's repeated chats with him, in his opinion, it was purely looking for something to say.

He could have ignored Zhao Xitong and just ignored Zhao Xitong, but Zhao Xitong kept interrupting to talk to him, as if he didn't respond to her, and she could talk endlessly by herself.

It's really noisy.

Very annoying.

Even though they weren't too close, Zhao Xitong's choking perfume rushed into Huo Yanzheng's nose slowly, which made Huo Yanzheng subconsciously displeased.

The smile on Zhao Xitong's face gradually collapsed. It's not that she has never heard Huo Yanzheng's more merciless words, but every time she heard them, she couldn't help feeling sad.

This time even worse.

There were rich and powerful people in Penang, famous ladies and beauties, and wealthy wives. Huo Yanzheng's arrangement with her in this way clearly made it difficult for her to hold her head up in the future.

If she can't hold her head up in the top circle, then she can only move an inch in Bincheng.

The top circle rejects her, and will eventually not be able to tolerate her.

"I don't have to be your person. If I knew you didn't like it, then I wouldn't say it. I don't have any other thoughts. I just want to express my thoughts."

Seeing that Huo Yanzheng became more and more disgusted with her, Zhao Xitong hurriedly made amends: "I offended you, but I didn't mean it. I respect you with this glass of wine."

Zhao Xitong raised his head and readily drank the red wine in his hand.

The imported red wine was full-bodied and long-lasting, with a high alcohol content. Zhao Xitong felt dizzy after drinking a glass of wine.

A burst of intense tinnitus and dizziness hit her, making her delicate body sway like a lotus flower beaten by frost, shaking from side to side, almost toppled.

Zhao Xitong stroked her forehead and kneaded the swollen corners of her eyebrows. Zhao Xitong, who had been at various banquets, had drunk all kinds of alcohol, and she had never had such a big reaction since she was trained to drink.

It must be because this wine is unusual, and I drank a lot of wine just now as a base, once the aftertaste of the wine comes up, I can't resist it no matter what.

When Zhao Xitong was dizzy, she suddenly heard a voice like a cold knife piercing through her eardrums, and fell heavily on her heart, "I have nothing to say, you can get out!"

Zhao Xitong would not listen to the familiar indifferent voice.

She ignored her dizzy head and suddenly looked up at Huo Yanzheng.

The lingering aftertaste of drinking slowly subsided, Zhao Xitong's swaying body was nailed to the spot, and she stopped shaking. Her rouged face suddenly lost all blood, as pale as white paper. .

The blush that had plated her cheeks had faded.

All the shyness in the affectionate eyes dissipated.

Huo Yanzheng told her to go.

This was something she could never have expected.

He could reject her, he could ridicule her for being self-defeating, he could even embarrass her in front of others, and relentlessly let her down.

Although these made her uncomfortable, it was not unacceptable to grit her teeth.

But Huo Yanzheng just let her go!
He was neither tactful nor reserved, and there was no room for negotiation, so he just let her go.

In the past, Huo Yanzheng hurled her away with a tough attitude that was cold and alienated, but he didn't have such a strong hostility, nor did he show such a straightforward disgust.

Zhao Xitong could tell from Huo Yanzheng's frosty face that not only did he not want to see her, but he also didn't want to see her at all.

Wearing a flamboyant red short skirt, Zhao Xitong is petite and exquisite. Her face is full of sadness, and she stands gracefully holding a willow, which makes people involuntarily have a strong desire for protection.

But Huo Yanzheng didn't take another look, his expression was pale and he showed no pity.

"I offended you, I'm sorry."

Zhao Xitong stabilized her stagnant figure, her suddenly pale face looked terribly weak, but she forced a smile and pretended to be stubborn and said: "I'm feeling dizzy, I shouldn't stand for too long, so I'm going to find a place Rest, even if you don't let me go, I won't stay here anymore."

Going is inevitable.

But even if she wanted to leave, she didn't want to exit in such a embarrassing and embarrassing way.

Anyway, she had to save some dignity for herself.

No one built a ladder for her, so Zhao Xitong built a ladder for herself.

In this way, although she is still ugly on the face, but with a crude reason to cover up, she looks a little better after all.

But the people present were not easily fooled, and they could all see her self-deception, but seeing through was not the same as telling the truth, and they just swept their eyes around Zhao Xitong like watching a good show.

Under the strange eyes of so many people, Zhao Xitong withdrew his hand holding the goblet with such a strong and heavy force that it almost crushed the goblet.

(End of this chapter)