One Night Sweet: The president spoils his wife to the bone

See that order, the pupil of season purple pupil is tiny to tighten.

Ha ha, Han Fanghua's style is bold. He thinks that he has already hired a lawyer. This case is a nail on the iron plate, so he has no scruples.

Now I dare to commit crimes against the wind.

Just after reading the news, Su Meimei came over.

"Angel, Mr. Feng asked you to go to his office."

"OK, I'll be right there."

When Su Meimei leaves, Ji Zitong has a headache.

Went to the front of the sealed office door, Ji Zitong knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Ji Zitong opens the door and enters. Feng Xing warmly asks Ji Zitong to sit down.

"Angel, sit down. Sit down."

Ji Zitong sat down flattered.

"Mr. Feng, what can I do for you?"

Feng Xing sits on the armrest of the sofa beside Ji Zitong and looks at Ji Zitong with a smile.

"Angel, how are you going to talk to Yan's group these two days?"

"Er..." Ji Zitong looks at Feng Xing awkwardly: "Feng Zong, Yan's group has rejected me."

"Rejected you?" Feng frowned: "are you the assistant president of Yan group or..."

Ji Zitong replied solemnly: "when I went there two days ago, I met Mr. Yan, the president of Yan group. It was Mr. Yan who refused our law firm."

There was a look of disappointment on Feng's face.

"It turned out that President Yan refused you, that's impossible."

Ji Zitong doesn't talk any more.

Feng Xing changed the topic: "I heard that you have taken the divorce case of president Zhao again. Are you sure about this case?"

Ji Zitong confident raised eyebrow: "Feng always rest assured, this case I will win."

Listen to season purple pupil so say, seal the shape eyebrow Yu to give a bit more happy, lightly patted season purple pupil's shoulder: "good, that you refuel."

"I will."

……

Shengshi Hotel

In the evening, in a hotel room, Han Fanghua and Fei Yuan, in order to avoid suspicion, separated for a period of time, successively entered the hotel room.

As soon as Han Fanghua and Fei Yuan entered, they were passionately close to each other, and the door rang out out of time.

Fei Yuan roared out of the door.

"Who is it?"

"How do you do, sir? I'm the hotel waiter. I'll deliver your meal."

Fei Yuan gave Han Fanghua a kiss on the lip and said playfully, "I'll clean you up later."

With that, Fei Yuan went to open the door of the hotel.

"Come in!"

A waitress came in pushing the dining car.

Then, the waitress brought the food from the dining car to the table one by one.

When Han Fanghua and Fei Yuan didn't notice, the waitress pasted a transparent thing on the wall next to them.

Put the meal away, the female server respectfully to Han Fanghua and Fei Yuan: "Sir, miss, your order has been served. If you need anything else, please call the service desk. We will serve you 24 hours."

Fei Yuan waved his hand in disgust: "OK, you can go."

"All right."

After that, the waitress pushed the dining car away.

After the waitress went out, Fei Yuan slammed the door.

The waitress listened to the sound of closing the door behind her, and the corners of her mouth filled with conspiracy.

The waitress, who has been lowering her head since entering the door, slowly raises her head and shows a beautiful face. The waiter is no other than Ji Zitong.

Ji Zitong conveniently wears a small monitor headset on his ear from his pocket.

Just put on earphone, season purple pupil hears a burst of ambiguous voice to ring out.

Hearing this sound, Ji Zitong can't help frowning.

But she continued to listen with patience.

She is going to return to the back hall to subdue the waitress and quietly send her back to the waitress's cabinet. As soon as she turns the corner, Ji Zitong sees a familiar face.

It's Yan Beichen.

Accompanied by Yan Beichen... Is a woman, but also a hot and beautiful woman.

When walking outside a guest room, the woman takes out her room card and opens the door. Yan Beichen and the woman go in at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Ji Zitong's eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

Yan Beichen and woman open a room?

Later, Ji Zitong didn't hear what Han Fanghua and Fei Yuan said in the room. What he recalled in his mind was that Yan Beichen and the woman entered the hotel room together.

……

After returning to Yan's house, Ji Zitong is still restless.

Oh, what is she thinking? What does Yan Beichen have to do with which woman she opens a room with? What qualifications does she have to ask?

He shakes his head and shakes the picture of Yan Beichen and a woman entering the hotel room in his mind. He calms down and listens to the monitoring recording again to make sure that he has the information he wants.

After listening to the recording, Ji Zitong is thirsty and comes out of the room to drink water.

She took a look at the mobile phone time, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.

Just down the stairs, Yan Beichen just came in from the door.

"Still up?" See Ji Zitong, Yan Beichen Zheng for a moment.

"Well, I'm thirsty. Drink water."

"Pour me one, too."

"Good!"

Ji Zitong pours a glass of water for himself and Yan Beichen. Yan Beichen is already sitting on the bar. Ji Zitong puts Yan Beichen's glass of water in front of Yan Beichen and prepares to leave with the water.

"Sit down!" Yan North Chen cold not Ding of said a word, chin to his body side Nu Nu Nu, signal season purple pupil sit down.

"I'm going to have a rest."

"I have something to say." Yan Beichen is used to the tone of simple command.

Ji Zitong hesitated for a moment, or sat down on his side.

As soon as she sat down, Yan Beichen said, "you went to Shengshi Hotel today!"

It's not a question, it's an affirmative.

Ji Zitong looked at him in surprise: "how do you know?"

"Shengshi hotel is a branch of Yan's group. I looked at the waiter at that time like you. Later, I transferred the monitoring, and it was you."

Then he must know that she stole his hotel waiter's clothes.

Her hands clenched and she felt nervous.

He didn't want to sue her, did he?

"Mr. Yan, this matter..."

Just as Ji Zitong is nervous and wants to explain, Yan Beichen adds coldly: "so, you also see it."

"Eh?"

Yan Beichen's eyes cast on Ji Zitong's face, eyes burning: "I went into the hotel room with that woman."

"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I won't say anything!" Ji Zitong said immediately.

"She's just the person in charge of my company this time. She left some information in the guest room and asked me to accompany her to get it. She was interested in me, but I refused her."

Ji Zitong