Remarriage is inevitable, the president presses every step of the way

Chapter 8

I simply picked up the wine glass, raised my head and drank it down, and put the quilt on the table with a clang.

I fixed my eyes on Yu Yigeng who was watching the jokes on the opposite side.

Although there were tears on my face, the words I spit out were very calm.

"Mr. Yu, have you had enough of the excitement?"

Yu Yigeng didn't even show the slightest embarrassment on his face.

"Not enough. If Mrs. Zuo could get drunk and indulge herself, maybe this lively show would be more interesting."

After drinking this glass of wine, my forehead hurt uncontrollably.

Then the headache came rushing towards me fiercely.

The people and scenery in front of me have become double images.

Seeing that my pupils were dilated, Yu Yigeng shook his index finger at me.

"Mrs. Zuo probably doesn't know that the amount of champagne at this reception is not small. If Mrs. Zuo hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol before, she might be overwhelmed by drinking it all in one gulp. You know, this wine is very strong——"

Yu Yigeng's words gradually faded into his ears.

I got up, and before I could tell anything, my body went limp...

When I woke up, it was as if my head had been hit hard by something.

I raised my eyes, and what caught my eyes was a strange ceiling, with extremely luxurious carving patterns on the ceiling, which looked extremely noble.

I was startled.

Jumped out of bed suddenly.

where is thisHow can I be here?

I shook my head vigorously, trying to wake up, but my mind was in chaos, and I could vaguely remember the shame my husband Zuo Zongting and Michelle brought to me at the reception.

What next?
Then I drank a little champagne...

The blood vessels on my forehead jumped up and down, and my head ached.

Looking down, fortunately, the clothes on his body have not been touched by anyone, and there is no trace of 419 on his body.I was greatly relieved.

The clothes on my body were just a little wrinkled. I tugged on the clothes, then gathered my messy hair with my fingers, and then I saw my handbag scattered on the hotel sheets.

I rushed forward, picked up my handbag, and planned to open the door of this strange room.

As soon as the door was opened, a man rushed towards me with a masculine air, and the man's handsome and evil face was also close at hand, magnified in front of my eyes.

I was taken aback by the familiar mocking smile on the man's lips.

Subconsciously, he took a step back, but his feet staggered, almost falling on the carpet.

Just when I thought I was about to make intimate contact with the floor, a pair of strong palms with long phalanx sleeves firmly stabilized my body.

I raised my eyes in panic, and the man's handsome face came towards me, and in my wide-open eyes, he approached my ear affectionately.

"You don't have to be so excited to see Master Ben, right? Hmm—"

The man's words made the blood vessels in my forehead twitch again.

"Ah--"

I sneered.

"Mr. Yu, don't make jokes, such jokes are not funny at all."

As I said that, I calmly stood up and pushed away the man's hand that was about to help me.

My eyes were aimed straight at the man's narrow amber eyes.

"I don't know why I am here, but I believe Mr. Yu sent me here because he is not interested in me as a married woman. How much is the room price of the hotel? I will write down your card number. Call you the money, thank you—your kindness—”

My elongated tone vented my dissatisfaction well.

After the man heard what I said, the interest in his eyes grew a little bit stronger.

"Aren't you going to ask me if we did last night..."

The man deliberately made his words ambiguous.

And the man's unique masculine breath is rushing into the tip of my nose as he approaches.

I took a step back, unconsciously holding my breath.

The man in front of him doesn't seem to need to do anything, just standing here is like a living hormone.

No matter what kind of male god and fresh meat are used to describe this man, it is not enough.

But this man exudes a strong evil and uninhibited air, which is definitely not my favorite style.

And my current marriage with Zuo Zongting is still a mess, I will not and will not allow myself to have too much contact with this man.

"I'm not a baby, I know very well whether we have anything last night. So, Mr. Yu, don't think about using this to force me, and I won't compromise. You sent me to the hotel last night. I am very grateful... ..."

In the end, I almost gritted my teeth to say the word grateful.

(End of this chapter)