Chapter 257

Name:Kiss My Dear Wife Author:gui chen
There are more and more people at the banquet. Song Wen and Xiang Chaojue have to act separately. Xiang Chaojue is responsible for talking business and cooperation with the business elites. Song Wen has to deal with the wives and ladies who come up to compete with her.

Song Wen thinks that a group of ugly people are qualified to compete with her. She hums coldly, and is indifferent to their flattery or sarcasm.

But if someone gossips with her about her relationship with Xiang Chaojue, it's different.

Song Wen will immediately get excited. She suddenly widens her eyes and talks about it. "I don't have a clear relationship with Chao Jue. I'm sure I'm going to have a drink with him." After that, she took a glass of champagne from the waiter and sipped it. She showed a proud smile, her eyes and teeth shining in the light.

Some people are unconvinced, deliberately mocking her, "that's not sure, who knows whether it will be received, maybe it's just -" it's just a daydream of Song Wen.

The man didn't have time to finish, because Song Wen had already blacked her face. A little wine was not enough to make her drunk. She did everything in a sober state, and she never regretted or even wanted to cheer for herself.

She very calmly refuted the other party, "maybe it's just because your identity is too low to receive our invitation. No, you won't even have the chance to touch the rough edge of the invitation."

"You -" the other party was so angry that he almost didn't fight with her in the hall.

Song Wen disdains to have physical contact with this kind of person. She is arrogant, even arrogant, which makes people have a sense of distance, but she can't help being attracted by her.

Song Wen claims that she is close to Xiang Chaojue, but Xiang Chaojue is evasive. She refuses to say that they are in love, let alone the possibility of marriage.

The media have described their relationship as an undisclosed underground love, or a complicated one, or a relationship with more than one friend and less than one lover. Anyway, it's good to say that their relationship has not been decided by the media because of Gu luanqing's existence.

Gu luanqing neither accepts the interview nor refuses to admit the identity of Xiao San, which makes people more curious about her relationship with Xiang Chaojue. In order to avoid the media, she doesn't even go to work. The company's top management has been discussing about dismissing her, but Xiang Chaojue still keeps her under the pressure from all walks of life. I don't know whether she is waiting for her resignation or really wants to protect her.

No matter what he does, whether he does or not, he will become the focus of the outside world.

Song Wen is the same.

In the middle of the party, Zhong Jingmo calls, and Song Wen receives a strange call that she is familiar with but not marked.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

"Excuse me, excuse me." Xiang Chaojue and Song Wen said the same words on both sides of the hall. They bypassed the bustling crowd, passed through the elegant ladies and gentlemen, and walked into the bathroom under their gaze.

With a look at Chao Jue, those who are still slowly releasing their hands silently pull up the zipper and walk away quickly without even washing their hands, leaving space for him.

As soon as Song Wen enters the bathroom, she immediately orders the ladies who are making up in front of the mirror to leave. Her cold face can be called ice beauty. The women are forced to give in to the pressure of her beautiful appearance. Under her order, they all leave the scene with their skirts.

When they were all gone, Xiang Chaojue and Song Wen got on the phone. They were in the toilets at both ends of the hall, saying the same words, with the same cold and uneasy look, "what can I do for you?"

Xiang Chaojue has been looking for an opportunity to have a good talk with Zhong Jingmo about his relationship with Gu luanqing, but he has never found an opportunity. In addition, he has been too close to Song Wen recently, and he has no way to argue. Even if he meets Zhong Jingmo at this time, he can't change anything.

The point is, did he regret what he did to Gu luanqing?

Obviously not.

Zhong Jingmo's tone is still relaxed, but it is obviously unnatural compared with the usual kind of idle attitude, "are you free now? Let's play tennis tonight. You should not forget what I told you last time

"No, but I have something else to do. It may be very late. Is that ok?" He looks down at Chao Jue's watch. It's exactly eight o'clock in the evening. He doesn't have time to meet Zhong Jingmo until at least eleven o'clock. He didn't come to the banquet for pleasure. After that, he has to go back to the company to sort out all his potential partners and give them to the Secretary General for investigation. Then he has time to rest.

Afraid of Zhong Jingmo's complaint, he suggested to Chao Jue, "otherwise, when I'm finished, it's OK to have a drink. Shouldn't I have a drink at night?"

Compared with Xiang Chaojue who was stabbed all over before, he is much more gentle now. It seems that he was really dazzled by anger before. He was too anxious to find a vent, and did not consider that the person he hurt was the closest person around him.

Now the terrible thing is that he doesn't feel any guilt until now. He just becomes gentle because he calms down.

Zhong Jingmo also noticed that he felt sorry for it, but he didn't blame Xiang Chaojue. He just refused Xiang Chaojue's proposal. "The tennis hall should be open 24 hours a day. I'll tell the boss that it's reserved tonight. I just want to play tennis, so you can accompany me once."

Don't they have a good time in junior high school?

It's ok now, as long as you want to.

"I see. You'll be waiting for me in the tennis hall at 11 o'clock. I should be able to arrive on time without any accident." Xiang Chaojue had no way or reason to refuse. When he accepted the invitation, he also accepted the letter of war given by Zhong Jingmo.

Zhong Jingmo smiles, and his low voice sounds more dull on the phone. "It's really not easy. You finally agreed to come out and meet me. I thought you would always escape. It seems that you haven't completely changed."

After a pause to Chao Jue, he calmly responded to Zhong Jingmo, "I haven't changed and I can't escape all the time. You know, the problem between Gu luanqing and me will be solved sooner or later, but it won't be now."

At least until Xiang Luxing is found, he can't calm down and have a good talk with Gu luanqing. He always loses control in front of her.

Zhong Jingmo chose to understand. He said, "I understand your feelings, but it doesn't mean that I support you. On the contrary, what you have done disappoints me. Xiang Chaojue, if you are still in a muddle now, wake up quickly and don't let people hurt you."

"I know. Let's talk about it when we meet tonight." Xiang Chaojue decided to end the call. Through the mobile phone screen, they would never get a result of the argument. They would just fall into a vicious circle of constant arguments.

Maybe Zhong Jingmo is the only one he can discuss at present. He must seize this opportunity.

Zhong Jingmo also thinks so, he chuckles, "well, well, then you work hard. By the way, although you may think I'm wordy, I still want to remind you, don't overdo it. It's hard to get over it. You should understand these principles."

"I know, I won't do it." He frowned at Chao Jue and hung up the phone. It was not because Zhong Jingmo's preaching made him feel impatient, but that he began to feel guilty, just like blood seeping from the surface of the heart, expanding from a small area to surround the whole heart.

He closed his eyes and calmed himself down.

Lift eyes again, everything restores calm appearance again.

At the same time, Song Wen talks to the person on the phone who doesn't know her name and doesn't need to be known. Instead of talking, they have actually fallen into a fierce quarrel.

"I didn't ask you to coax me. Why did it happen again?" Song Wen roars loudly, anger makes her face a little distorted, no matter how gorgeous her makeup can't cover up her ugliness at the moment.

The other party didn't shrink because of this, and still yelled at her, "do you think it's easy for me? We've done well enough. It's been a week, and you don't see how long a week is! Be content, woman

"Asshole! But we agreed to stick to it for a month. You can't break your promise, or I won't finish with you, I'll tell you! " Song Wen wanted to hang up the phone when she was angry, but she was afraid of provoking the other party. The other party just gave up or did something out of the ordinary. She finally held back and waited for the phone call.

The other side is also a willful master, "I don't care, anyway, you said 50000 a day, not 50000 a month, I will try my best to insist, but if I can't hold on, it can't depend on me, no matter how immoral I am, I can't do anything to hurt his young heart and leave him a psychological shadow, so don't let me do it."

"Well, when you decided to take over the job, didn't you aspire to become a city? What's going on now? Don't tell me you're tamed, are you? " Song Wen can't help laughing. She is so angry that she can't breathe smoothly. Her bare chest is slightly undulating.

How can it be like this? It's ridiculous, she thought to herself.

But the other side was obviously unable to hold on, and when refuting her, she was also very weak. "In a word, we won't waste time with you here. Instead of fighting with us, you'd better fight for more time and make more friends with your Xiang Chaojue. Don't you love him so much that you have to be with him every minute?"

Song Wen's Thoughts on Xiang Chaojue can be said to be known to all those who pay attention to her all over the world.

Song Wen doesn't want to make a call, but she has no choice but to hang up. She adjusts her breath and tries to calm herself down to make sure she doesn't show any flaws. Then she leaves the bathroom.

Xiang Chaojue left the bathroom almost at the same time as her, and returned to the hall. Everyone's eyes were still focused on them.

They are worthy kings and queens.