On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Liu Chengye raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He also felt that I was embarrassed.

Liu Mian is also embarrassed.

Although it was not publicized, it was seen by many people after all, and it must have spread privately in the circle.

Liu Chengye said: "Your grandma was suspected of provoking quarrels and causing trouble and has been taken away by the police."

"No, why is she having trouble with Miss Chen?"

Liu Chengye said: "You said that Chen Jiaojiao always troubles you, but your grandma wanted to vent her anger on you, but she mistook Miss Chen for Chen Jiaojiao."

"Is she blind? Miss Chen and Chen Jiaojiao are exactly the same. How similar are they!"

"Your grandma took the photo. It's not that the person is different because the person who took the photo retouched the photo. She saw Yingying retouching the photo, so she decided that Miss Chen is Chen Jiaojiao."

Liu Mian held her dizzy forehead and raised her hand to stop dwelling on this useless topic.

Liu Mian took a deep breath: "How is Miss Chen now? Can you still sign a contract with me?"

Liu Chengye said: "Ms. Chen has a bacterial infection and is still in the intensive care unit. Let alone signing the contract, we still have to go to court."

"..." Liu Mian fell heavily on the pillow.

Song Tang was wearing a suit and was in Zhou Sihui's office.

Chen Jiaojiao called her and gloated about the incident where feces was thrown on Liu Mian's quilt.

"I'm telling you, you're at a big loss if you didn't see feces thrown on Liu Mian quilt with your own eyes! That scene, that battle..."

Song Tang really didn't see it, and she didn't want to see it. She got goosebumps just thinking about that scene.

Old Mrs. Liu is indeed very damaged. Her life will be ruined if she throws a scoop of excrement.

She probably didn't even expect that such a damaging method would actually implicate her most beloved granddaughter.

Even Liu's cooperation was ruined by her.

This is called - evil will be punished.

Chen Jiaojiao was still gloating about her misfortune, but Song Tang poured cold water on her: "Don't laugh either. If you don't want to think that there is no grievance between Mrs. Liu and Miss Chen, why did you come here to throw shit?"

Chen Jiaojiao's laughter stopped abruptly. Ms. Chen flew directly from abroad to negotiate the contract and had no chance to contact Mrs. Liu.

Without any grievance or enmity...

Chen Jiaojiao's face darkened: "Isn't that old guy here for me?"

Song Tang also felt the same way: "Old Mrs. Liu is vulgar and uneducated. She has never seen you, so she probably mistook Miss Chen for you. If Miss Chen hadn't saved you from this disaster, you would be the one who will be infamy for thousands of years." ."

Chen Jiaojiao stopped laughing immediately, and even thought about the scene of herself being splashed with feces, which made her want to vomit out her lunch.

Song Tang said: "Be careful when commuting to and from get off work. It's best to hire someone to follow you."

Chen Jiaojiao said cautiously: "You are right."

Just after hanging up the phone, Zhou Sihui opened the door and came in.

He had just finished dealing with the aftermath of throwing feces, and now he was frowning, looking like he wanted to kill someone.

Thanks to Mrs. Liu.

The gate of Jinbei Group was washed down more than a dozen times with fire engines, but a strange smell still remained.

While he was troubled, he suddenly noticed that Song Tang was looking at him with a sympathetic look.

Song Tang asked him: "Will you kiss Liu Mian again in the future?"

Liu Mian, what's the difference between falling into a manure pit?

Isn’t it something that even the love brain can’t accept?

Zhou Siyi probably also left a lot of psychological shadow.

If we get intimate from now on, will we be able to talk about it?

Zhou Siyi was annoyed by her question.

He reached out and pulled Song Tang over, holding half of her waist with his big hands: "What do you mean?"

Song Tang joked: "Just curious."

Zhou Si'ai reached out and touched the remote control on his desk to control the lock of the office door.

Song Tang spied his actions and instinctively became alert.

Zhou Sihe raised his lips and smiled, his eyes curved like a fox with evil intentions.

Song Tang pretended to be calm: "I'm just joking, is it unnecessary?"

Zhou Sitai put his other hand on her waist: "I'm in a bad mood."

Are you wasting time on me when you're in a bad mood?

Zhou Sihui said: "You're about to have your period, and you can't waste your good time." A feeling of electric current in the lower back of his body spread to the front.

Zhou Sihui's low and hoarse voice came out: "It's more convenient for you to wear pants than a skirt."

Song Tang doesn't wear skirts very often.

Because she was wearing a skirt, Zhou Sitai would always push her skirt up from below when no one was around, and rub it against her.

It makes one's throat dry and tight.

But there is no point in wearing pants if someone wants to strip you.

Song Tang's pants fell to his ankles.

She was sitting on the desk, and Zhou Sihui was half-kneeling, with his short, flexible hair gently rubbing against her legs.

Song Tang gritted his teeth and wrinkled the collar of Zhou Sizhao's suit with his hands.

There was a knock on the door outside. I didn't know what work I wanted to report. I left in confusion when no one responded for a long time.

"I obviously saw the boss go in, and Assistant Dou was also there. Why did he lock the door in broad daylight?"

"The boss must be angry. After all, if something like that happens, we'd better not get into trouble."

"Miss Liu is so miserable, and our boss is also miserable. Can we still kiss each other from now on?"

……

Zhou Silai helped Song Tang pull up his pants.

Then I tidied up my clothes.

Song Tang was tired, so he was carried by Zhou Siluo to lie down on the leather sofa to rest.

Song Tang is a normal woman with normal physiological needs.

It happens that Zhou Siyi is very good at it.

By using a high-quality man to relieve the demand, Song Tang will not suffer any loss.

Song Tang tilted his head: "Have you studied it?"

"What are you studying?" Zhou Sitai straightened his shirt, his gentle and ascetic posture showing no hint of the madness just now?

Song Tang said: "The joy of fish and water."

Zhou Si'ai didn't shy away from it: "I've studied it."

"Huh? Are you watching a movie?"

Song Tang imagined the image of a man as big as Zhou Sizhen, wrapped in a quilt and secretly watching pornographic films...

Very torn.

Zhou Sitai put his hand on the sofa beside Song Tang: "No, I'm just dreaming."

Song Tang didn't understand.

Zhou Si'ai raised his eyebrows: "I have rehearsed today's process thousands of times in my dream with you as the protagonist, and you are very satisfied with the results."

Song Tang tried to tease him, but ended up making him unable to come to Taiwan.

Zhou Sihui pushed further: "I have other processes, and I am technically proficient. You can develop them unlimitedly."

Song Tang curled up her feet without socks and put them on his shoulders to push him away.

leave me alone.

Zhou Sihui picked up his coat: "You can rest, I'll go do something."

Zhou Sihui left the office, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

Han Zong, who had been waiting outside for a long time, followed him.

When the two of them walked to a place with few people, Han Zongcai whispered: "Boss, I asked you to guess. Someone has indeed been following you."

"The weird thing is, the guy just followed and didn't do anything else."

Zhou Si'ai took a deep puff of his cigarette and put it out: "He's looking for Song Tang. I'm probably not the only one being followed."

Han Zong's smart mind immediately thought: "Chen Jiaojiao?"

Zhou Silai's eyes were heavy: "Find someone to protect Chen Jiaojiao to prevent anyone from playing dirty tricks in order to force Song Tang to show up."

Han Zong understood and nodded and called to make arrangements.

After the arrangements were made, Han Zong hadn't left yet. He was standing behind Zhou Sizhen with a hesitant expression on his face.