CEO's Sweet Wife

Chapter 93

In less than 5 minutes, Feng Ziyan drove from the Seafood Restaurant in Border City, which usually takes at least 10 minutes, to the Haoqing Hotel where Ye Mingshen collapsed. Haiyan was just about to drive the car out of the parking garage, and the corners of her mouth curled up when she saw Feng Ziyan. A touch of coolness.She once thought Feng Ziyan was Lu Qingzhou's husband, but it seems she misunderstood.

She really wanted to know who Lu Qingzhou's benefactor was, and what kind of person could push the treasure in her golden nest to other people's bed so cruelly.Annoyed, she put the cigarette she had just taken out of the glove box into the cigarette lighter, then put it in her mouth and took a deep puff.

Feng Ziyan's slender figure was reflected in the car's rearview mirror, and Haiyan lightly puffed out smoke rings to ease her mood a little.That's right, this circle has always been like this, so why should she be sad here for a person who is about to merge with this circle?Men are basically bastards, and they push away if they don't want it. Women are so pitiful.

She looked coldly at Feng Ziyan who was getting closer, put out the cigarette in her hand, stepped on the accelerator and walked away.Feng Ziyan rushed to the hotel as fast as he could. The floor of the hotel had just been waxed, and it was wet and slippery. He almost fell to the ground several times because his feet slipped.When he finally reached the elevator entrance, he desperately pressed the up button of the elevator like crazy, his shirt was already soaked in sweat because of his anxiety, and when the elevator door opened, he immediately rushed in and pressed Ye Mingshen firmly. The floor it is on, the 35th floor.

"and many more!"

Someone outside the elevator saw the elevator door open and tried to get in. Feng Ziyan sent a word to the person who was about to walk into the elevator with bloodshot eyes: "Get out!"

The people at the elevator door backed away in fright, and the elevator closed in response.He watched the number in the elevator change from 1 to 35, and his heart beat harder every time he got closer to the destination.The blood in his whole body was boiling, and the anger reverberated in his chest. They seemed to rush out and burn him to ashes. He clenched his teeth, and sweat dripped from between the fingers of his tightly clenched fists.

In Room 35 on the 3508th floor, the water in the bathroom was rushing. Ye Mingshen had washed himself over and over again, and finally shaved himself in front of the mirror, and then touched his clean chin with his hand to make sure there was no stubble. Throw the disposable razor in the trash with satisfaction.

He came out of the glass transparent bathroom, walked into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist, and Lu Qingzhou was unconscious.Ye Mingshen walked to the wine cabinet of the luxury suite, took a bottle of Remy Martin from it, opened it with a corkscrew, poured it into a crystal glass, took a sip, and let the taste of the wine linger on the taste buds for a few seconds before swallowing.

He looked at the remaining wine in the glass, drank it up, took off the bathrobe around his waist, and walked slowly towards Lu Qingzhou on the bed.Lu Qingzhou's drinking capacity was so poor that Ye Mingshen reached out and patted her face several times, but she didn't respond at all.

Ye Mingshen gently scratched her side face with the index finger of his right hand, feeling the sensation of her baby-like skin sliding across his thick fingers. He has met many women, and every one of them was so fresh and exciting at the beginning , which made him become more and more crazily infatuated with different women after he became famous and profitable.

When Ye Mingshen was about to climb onto the bed to kiss Fangze, suddenly Lu Qingzhou let out a smirk, and then said in a voice that couldn't be clearer: "Ziyan, do you love me?"

Ye Ming froze in mid-air in an instant. He drank wine, but his mind was drunk. In addition, he deliberately hid his strength in order to go to the spring festival with the beautiful women. He tried to drink as little as possible to keep a clear mind, so he listened to what Lu Qingzhou said. Be clear.Slowly retracted.

Feng Ziyan waited patiently until the elevator reached the 35th floor. He walked to the staff studio on the floor with ease. It happened that the room service attendant was cleaning up the garbage. Feng Ziyan pulled the waiter over and died with cannibalistic eyes. Staring at her: "Open the door of Room 3508 for me."

The waiter looked at her and frowned: "I'm sorry sir, if you have anything to do."

"One hundred, three hundred, one thousand is enough?"

He took out a handful of red banknotes from his trouser pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the waiter, who shook his head in fright.Feng Ziyan clenched his fists: "Either take the money, or I will let your boss fire you."

I don't know whether his threat played a role or the money played a role. The waiter finally helped him open the door of 3508. Feng Ziyan couldn't wait to rush in. Then, he saw Ye Mingshen sitting in the room neatly dressed alone. On the sofa, with a cigar in his mouth, Lu Qingzhou was lying on the bed, also neatly dressed, and Feng Ziyan was drenched in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.The big fight scene he had planned didn't happen, and his reason returned a little bit when he saw the scene in the room.

Ye Ming looked at Feng Ziyan who rushed into the room quietly, and blew a beautiful smoke ring into the sky, no joy or anger could be seen on his round face.

"Mr. Feng, you just broke into my room in the middle of the night without knocking on the door. This doesn't seem like the way to treat guests."

Feng Ziyan didn't realize that Lu Qingzhou had been violated, and the hostility on his body subsided little by little, but his heart was still on alert, as if he would be ready to pounce on him whenever he found something unusual.

"I'll take someone away."

Feng Ziyan's calmness returned to his body, and his words were always cold.

"Mr. Feng, you are really mean. I came to give you such a large business, and you treat me like this."

Ye Mingshen pressed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, and a wisp of smoke immediately rose from the front of the cigar, extinguishing the last bit of redness.

"You can touch anyone, but not her."

Feng Ziyan didn't avoid the topic, he's not a fool, it can be seen that Ye Mingshen didn't do anything to Lu Qingzhou.

"Mr. Feng, you are wrong. However, I, Ye Mingshen, have never taken advantage of others, and I never thought that the boss of the dignified Fengying Media would send his woman to someone else's bed. You should thank me. Just now The little girl on the bed is calling your name, if not, I'm afraid I've already made her mine."

Ye Mingshen stood up, straightened his suit, and walked straight towards the door behind Feng Ziyan, and patted him on the shoulder meaningfully as he passed by: "The little girl will be returned to you, a gentleman does not take what others like. "

Ye Mingshen raised his foot and continued walking, Feng Ziyan's tightly clenched fist finally let go, and the moment Ye Mingshen was about to disappear at the door, he squeezed out two clear and powerful words from his throat: "Thank you! "

(End of this chapter)