Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 257
In the magnificent private room, the atmosphere was very warm. Jiang Chuchu, who was wearing sexy clothes and heavy makeup, endured extreme nausea, and let the fat man next to her blatantly touch her with a stiff smile. The man above.

That man was tall and straight, with handsome eyebrows and eyes. Even though he was very close, his demeanor was still so remote and aloof, giving people a cold feeling.

But... to women, he still has a fatal attraction.

Jiang Chuchu participated in this drinking party, thinking that he was drinking with a fat-minded nouveau riche, but he never expected to run into Song Zhicheng by chance, which was really an unexpected joy.

This man... If he can fancy himself, then all his current difficulties will be solved.Jiang Chuchu lowered her head, secretly fantasizing.

Seemingly aware of Jiang Chuchu's eyes, the fat man next to her raised her chin, laughed and said, "Mr. Song, I blame you for being too good. The little beauty next to me has been secretly looking at you." After a pause, He yelled at Jiang Chuchu: "It's rare to have the honor to see Mr. Song, why is he like a wooden stake? Hurry up and toast Mr. Song."

Jiang Chuchu didn't dare to delay what the gold master had told him, so he quickly stood up and walked towards Song Zhicheng with a glass of wine.

Song Zhicheng had a sullen face and didn't respond.

The man next to Jiang Chuchu immediately got up after a few glasses of wine. He was the host of this dinner. Now that he was honored to invite Song Zhicheng to the dinner, he felt that he was full of bullshit. The cooperation with the Song family, The recent unhappiness dissipated a little because Song Zhicheng was willing to show his face.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Chuchu and Song Zhicheng at the same time.

The fat man smiled and said: "President Song, you must give me a face. This little beauty was a big star before. If she hadn't been in trouble, she wouldn't have been able to make an appointment last year." But now, she waved her hand , not only to eat and drink with him, but also to sleep with him, thinking of the ecstasy under his body, the corner of the fat man's mouth couldn't help showing a lewd smile.

Jiang Chuchu was holding the wine glass, she had already drank a lot just now, she was walking staggeringly at this moment, she seemed to be falling down, but she still tried her best to walk in front of Song Zhicheng.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were drunk and blurred, even with heavy makeup on and her face haggard, she still looked beautiful.

Jiang Chuchu smiled: "Mr. Song, I have admired your name for a long time. I respect you, and I respect you first."

After finishing speaking, I took a breath.

Song Zhicheng looked indifferent and didn't answer.

After drinking, Jiang Chuchu's figure became more and more shaky, and he was about to fall on Song Zhicheng's body. Suddenly... the bodyguard beside Song Zhicheng reached out to support Jiang Chuchu, and pulled her a step away from Song Zhicheng.

Jiang Chuchu was extremely annoyed.

Seeing that Zhicheng Song didn't move, a few people who were drinking too much immediately joined in the fun: "President Song didn't move, he must have not sensed your sincerity, Chuchu, why don't you offer another toast to President Song."

Jiang Chuchu's face was a little stiff when he heard the words, but he poured the wine obediently, picked it up and said to Song Zhicheng: "Mr. Song...don't be angry, I'll drink it right away..."

Gulu Gulu, it was unbearable to drink, Jiang Chuchu still tried to drink it, her face was pale and very pitiful, and she looked at Song Zhicheng with wandering eyes.

Song Zhicheng's serene face remained unmoved, he only raised his hand, and took a sip of his wine, as a response to Jiang Chuchu's respect.

Seeing that Song Zhicheng finally reacted to the woman, the fat man laughed loudly: "Chuchu, since Mr. Song is willing to reward you, why don't you go and stay with Mr. Song?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu looked at the fat man, then at Song Zhicheng, feeling very embarrassed, and finally made a look of being forced, and moved to Song Zhicheng's side shyly.

Song Zhicheng finally said, "No need."

The fat man smiled and said, "It's just a little respect, please accept it with a smile." Men, what they pursue all their lives are money, power, beauty, and sex. Even a man like Song Zhicheng has the same needs?I gave him a little star to play with, to show a little respect, I don't believe he would really refuse.

The corners of Song Zhicheng's mouth turned up slightly, and he refused with a faint smile: "The wife at home is strict, thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your kindness."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu froze.

The fat man smiled exaggeratedly: "It turns out that Mr. Song is still a strict wife, hahahaha..." After laughing, the flesh on his face twitched slightly, and he suddenly turned straight at Jiang Chuchu: "Mr. Song doesn't like you , are you coming to me soon?"

The humiliation in Jiang Chuchu's eyes flashed away, and she obediently returned to her position.

The fat man said: "Since Boss Song doesn't like pretty women, let's have a few more glasses of fine wine." He boldly picked up the wine jar and poured wine for Song Zhicheng himself.

Song Zhicheng sat still, his expression remained the same.

Lin Jingwen sat on the side, looking a little anxious, Mr. Song drank a little too much tonight, and wanted to help Mr. Song stop the drink, but he met Mr. Song's wink, so he held back.

Song Zhicheng picked it up and finished drinking cooperatively.

The fat man was very satisfied, and he thought that Song Zhicheng was nothing more than that, the outside world said he was difficult to deal with, and when he encountered an important cooperation project, he also had to bow his head, so the contempt flashed in his eyes.

At the wine table, except for Song Zhicheng's pale face the whole time, the atmosphere was very lively.

Immediately afterwards, besides Jiang Chuchu, the man surnamed Zhang called a few beautiful girls to accompany him, intending to let those girls distract the bodyguards, assistants and others beside Song Zhicheng, but these people did not move steadily, in their hearts Although displeased, facing Song Zhicheng, he still didn't dare to act too recklessly, and didn't dare to be serious.

So, he kept persuading Song Zhicheng to drink.

At the end of the wine, everyone in the box drank a little too high.One of the men started talking nonsense in a daze, and joked Song Zhicheng: "It's our fault that we are all rouge and vulgar fans, and we can't catch Mr. Song's eyes. I can see the scratches on Mr. Song's face, which must have happened last night." Isn't Yan Fu not superficial?"

Hearing this, Song Zhicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but said with a smile: "It's a cat raised at home, it's just a bit naughty."

Mr. Zhang, the fat man heard this, and laughed loudly: "My family is also a jealous vat. Every time I play outside, I have to fight with me for a few days. Later, I bought a few Hermes bags for me, and I immediately became honest. .”

Seeing that it was getting late, Mr. Zhang, the host, said: "Mr. Song, I have arranged a room for you. If you don't mind, I will send someone to take you to rest right away."

Song Zhicheng stood up, declined politely, and offered to leave.

Jiang Chuchu watched Song Zhicheng and his group leave, feeling anxious, but there was nothing he could do. There were too many people around Song Zhicheng, Mr. Zhang glanced at Jiang Chuchu next to him, and sneered: "Yo, you really like him?"

Jiang Chuchujiao snuggled up to her with a smile, and said angrily, "Brother Zhang, why are you laughing at me? You were the one who asked me to accompany him just now, and now you're here to dislike me. It's just... Brother Zhang, you really let him go like this? "

Brother Zhang snorted and said with a smile: "The future is long, you really want to spend the night with him, I will create opportunities for you in the future, you are still mine tonight..."

As she spoke, she raised Jiang Chuchu's chin, and took a bite of that small mouth.

Jiang Chuchu almost vomited.

Here, as soon as he left the house, Lin Jingwen supported Song Zhicheng and said worriedly, "Mr. Song, are you okay?"

Song Zhicheng's dark eyes were quiet: "Have you found any traces of his connection with Zhang?"

Lin Jingwen shook his head and nodded again: "I will explain to others and find out as soon as possible." If there were no reasons for some problems, Mr. Song would not have been entangled with small distributors for so long.

Song Zhicheng hummed, and was silent for a moment. He didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he ordered: "There is something wrong with the wine I drank just now. Take me to my wife right away."

Hearing this, Lin Jingwen's expression froze.

　Thank you: Bulling Bulling, pimtha two little angels for their rewards, I love you all\(^o^)/~
　　Good night everyone\(^o^)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)