Marriage step by step · CEO's Honey Lover

Chapter 8
When driving home, I received a call from Qin Xiaoxiao on the way, asking her how the result was.

Song Miao truthfully told Qin Xiaoxiao what happened, and of course, unnecessary parts were omitted.

Qin Xiaoxiao was very happy, and asked some things about her male god before hanging up the phone.

Perhaps because the first draft of the design was affirmed, Song Miao was in a good mood.

When I got home, it was almost ten o'clock. At this time, Yang Jing had already fallen asleep.

Just as the car drove into the gate of Chu's house, there was a delicate exclamation from a black Lamborghini parked inside.

Song Miao was no stranger to this voice, it belonged to Fang Xin.

The good mood just now is like being drenched with a basin of ice water in the cold winter months, completely cooling down.

Sitting in the car, Song Miao felt that her limbs were stiff, and her heart was especially cold.

She turned off the lights in the car, and the lights of the car opposite were also turned off, but that car just happened to be parked under the lights in the small garden, and the ambiguous scene inside could be seen at a glance.

Song Miao watched Fang Xin put on her skirt and coat in a hurry, watched her look at Chu Shaoyan reproachfully, and watched her kiss Chu Shaoyan together again, there seemed to be a gap in her heart, and the cold wind came from inside through.

I don't know how long it took, until her heart was numb, Chu Shaoyan started his car and drove Fang Xin away.

Song Miao entered the room like a walking dead, went straight into the bathroom and turned on the faucet to wash her face.

As soon as the water was turned on, she slid to the ground and buried her face in her knees.

She and Chu Shaoyan were not like this at the beginning. Although she was the one who pestered him most of the time, he was very gentle to her and never severely criticized her or made her feel uncomfortable.

But at some point, he started to change.

He can no longer see everything she has done for him, and has been making her feel uncomfortable without a bottom line.

There was a burst of coolness coming from her body, and Song Miao shivered from the cold, only to realize that the faucet was not turned off, and a puddle of water had accumulated on the bathroom floor, soaking her clothes.

She got up and turned off the faucet, looking at the ghostly white woman in the mirror, she wanted to laugh, but the smile was uglier than crying. .

Just after leaving the bathroom, the door of the villa was opened from the outside.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Song Miao did not turn her head.

Since he hates himself, why should he always get close to him?
She was about to walk upstairs without looking sideways, but found that the footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer. Before she had time to react, her right hand was tightly grasped by another hand, "Where did you go tonight?"

Chu Shaoyan's voice was cold, and he didn't care about the strength of his grip on her wrist.

Song Miao felt as if her wrist was about to dislocate, she turned around, and said in a subdued and flat voice, "Dinning with someone."

"With whom?"

Chu Shaoyan looked into her eyes.

Song Miao's eyes are beautiful, but they are not the kind of ostentatious beauty, but a soft and demure beauty. Her facial features are exquisite without the slightest offensive power, which makes people feel aroused every time they see her. The restless heart calmed down.

Chu Shaoyan was in a trance for a moment, he thought, if the woman in front of him was not a femme fatale, probably, he would still be willing to force a good time with her.

It's just that this kind of idea flashed through his mind, and he was thrown away.

Chu Shaoyan's face darkened in an instant, "Could it be that you're having dinner with a group of men again? You said it's dinner, Song Miao, you won't hide from me and do something I don't know about, right? Talk to customers How about business, huh?"

After speaking, his tone gradually became harsh and displeased.

Song Miao quietly looked at the man in front of her, knowing what was going on in his mind without guessing, at this moment she only felt extremely ironic and empty.

She ruthlessly withdrew her hand that was grabbed by him, staggered two steps, and said indifferently: "Why, I'm negotiating business with a male client, are you angry?"

(End of this chapter)