Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 84
"Miss Su is really different," George added the wine to Suman, and looked at Suman with a smile.

"I like to be direct. I'm too pedantic. I don't like it." Suman said indifferently as he touched George's wine glass, "If only I really knew Mo Ziqian, the matter can be settled." Yes, like meeting Mr. Qiao."

"Oh?" George raised an eyebrow.

"In this way, I can take advantage of President Mo's face and ask Mr. Qiao to help me design it."

George has also been in the shopping mall for many years. He ran into Nanshan Coffee a few days ago, and met again at No. [-] Huangcheng tonight. Isn't this kind of meeting too frequent?

When Su Man said this just now, he also felt that what she said was reasonable.

The woman's confession, George raised a little respect, raised his glass, and took a sip.

Su Man's name is well known in Yecheng's business, and he has also seen that amazing dance. She is calm and calm in the face of difficulties, coupled with her inherent advantages, she is indeed a rare talent.

"Hehe," George said with a smile, "It's a serious business. You must know my character. I don't like to talk about such formal issues in my leisure time. Come to my office next Monday."

Hearing what he said, Suman felt a little more relaxed. Although it didn't achieve the desired effect, from George's words and deeds, he understood that he didn't dislike her that much.

This is already a good start.
Suman raised the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "Then we will discuss it in your office next Monday, thank you, Mr. Qiao."

Suman did it first as a respect, and George also finished his glass of wine.

They talked for a while longer, and George left.

Su Man returned to his original seat with his wine glass in hand. The women in Imperial City No. [-] had already left, leaving only Li Ling.

"how?"

"Okay let's start," Suman smiled.

The two single beautiful women naturally attracted many men, but both Su Man and Li Ling ignored them, and they also realized their interest and left directly.

"Manman, do you think that person looks a bit like Young Master Mo?"

Suddenly, Li Ling saw the elevator open, and a man in a black suit was standing inside.

The slender figure stepped out at a leisurely pace.

"No way," Suman looked back, and really saw the familiar figure.

Suman turned his head immediately, for some reason, Suman was a little cowardly.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Suman's face turned red, and his body smelled of alcohol.

Thinking of the night of the banquet again in her mind, she clearly felt that Mo Ziqian made her feel timid.

"Manman, there is obviously a shortcut, but why do you have to take a long way? With Mo Ziqian's reputation, you can't do what you want. Why do you have to work so hard?" Li Ling asked.

"Lingling, there are some things that can't be overcome. You know me, and you really can't force it." Su Man replied, and asked the bartender for another drink.

"Whiskey," the male bartender gave Suman a surprised look.

This woman can really drink. Generally, women who come here rarely order strong alcohol from this man.

The bartender handed Suman a glass of freshly poured whiskey, and Suman took a big gulp with his head raised.

Spicy taste blooms in the body.

"Young Master Mo, is that Miss Su Man?" Meng Wenjia pointed to the woman at the bar.

Mo Ziqian originally received the invitation and wanted to leave after drinking a few glasses of wine, but he didn't want the figure on the bar to cause him to stand upright.

It turned out that it was really her, and he did not admit his mistake.

Of course, Meng Wenjia is also very familiar with wine. Even at a certain distance, she can recognize the wine in Suman's hand, "Miss Suman is not buying drunk, is she? Whiskey, the spirits that men drink, she dares to drink."

Hearing this, Mo Ziqian frowned unknowingly, and those dark pupils revealed a terrifying aura at this moment.

Seeing Mo Ziqian's expression, Meng Wenjia unconsciously looked at Li Ai.

Mr. Mo seems to be angry.

Mo Ziqian stood there for a while, but his eyes never left Su Man's body.

Meng Wenjia suddenly felt that he was talking too much.

At this moment, she did not dare to open her mouth to break the suffocating silence.

Su Man felt dizzy and said to Li Ling, "I'm going to the bathroom."

With a floating pace, he walked into the bathroom in a somewhat messy manner.

With a twitch in his chest, Suman took a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face.

The cold water took away the temperature for a while, and Suman regained consciousness for a moment.

Looking at the woman in the mirror, he was slightly stunned, and after a while, he tidied up his appearance and walked out.

But I didn't want to, suddenly my wrist tightened, and my body was pulled by a strong force. Before I could see who was coming, I was dragged into the men's bathroom on the other side.

Suman exclaimed, but before he could make a sound, his mouth was gagged.

Suddenly, there was a pain on the delicate lips.

Then, a familiar scent came from his breath, which belonged to someone's unique masculinity.

This person is Mo Ziqian.

Suman opened his eyes wide, looking at the handsome face zooming in close at hand.

She clearly felt anger from the force the man exerted on her.

Who provoked him?
Little did he know that the culprit for Mo Ziqian's dissatisfaction was Su Man himself.

Mo Ziqian bit the woman's lip regardless of severity, like an insatiable beast.

Aren't they easy to get together and break up?

Why is he pestering so repeatedly?
Could it be that she was easy to bully, so she came to find fault once, twice and thrice?
After drinking, Suman's blood boiled in his bones.

Mo Ziqian, I've annoyed her.

Suman bit the tongue in his mouth, and suddenly a fishy-sweet taste spread in his mouth.

Mo Ziqian let go of Suman, leaving a red thread on the edge of his thin lips.

Those dark eyes locked on Suman tightly.

A chill spread in the small bathroom.

Suman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised his lips, "Mr. Mo, have you been drugged, so hungry?"

"Hungry and unscrupulous? Woman, do you just know that the overlord fights hard, and today you want to experience the hunger and unscrupulous food?"

As soon as the man's voice fell, Suman's whole body tensed up, and she was startled by the embarrassment of Yurou that night.

She looked at Mo Ziqian defensively, "Unexpectedly, Uncle Mo still has such a hobby, is it true that as long as he is a woman, Uncle Mo is willing to serve him personally?"

Suman's words are undoubtedly challenging the man.

The face stained with rouge, the bright red lips, and the bloodshot eyes that haven't been wiped clean, have a charming charm.

"I don't like other women even if they want to, but since you and I have such a relationship, it's okay to teach you personally," Mo Ziqian raised his thin lips, and approached Suman with his slender legs.

For a moment, Su Man was frightened by Mo Ziqian's intimidation, and stepped back.

Until he pressed against the door, the cold feeling spread to his brain through the thin clothes.

Watching the man getting closer and closer to her, the man was already standing in front of Suman in an instant.

Mo Ziqian stretched out his hand, one passed through the woman's ear, and pressed against the door behind him, and the other passed through the woman's waist, leaning against the wall.

Suman was imprisoned by Mo Ziqian between the wall and his strong chest.

"Suman!"

(End of this chapter)