Chapter 258

The banquet didn't last long, because the chairman of the host group suddenly felt sick, and the banquet ended so hastily.

Although they can't enjoy themselves, it's better for Song Wen and Xiang Chaojue. They have more time to prepare for their punishment.

The so-called punishment is the price they have to pay when they come to this step.

After leaving at the door of the hotel, Song Wen was still reluctant to part. After getting on the bus, she called Chaojue, "if you still have time tonight, you can come to me at any time. I will have time after 11 o'clock, and I can accompany you all night." She wanted him to occupy all her time, though not now.

However, Xiang Chaojue doesn't have to do this either. He flatly refuses Song Wen's proposal. "I'm busy after 11 o'clock, so I won't play with you. Have a good rest yourself."

"Well... Then remember to rest." Song Wen reluctantly hung up the phone. At the moment, her expression is hard to see. It's like the loneliness of a young girl when she leaves her sweetheart. It makes the Song family drivers who come to pick her up and take her home startled. How ever did he see the young lady show this kind of expression? He glanced in the rearview mirror with curiosity.

When Song Wen saw it, she suddenly turned cold. She was still so rude to the outside world. Her expression was just a flash in the pan.

"What are you looking at? Don't think too much of me, or I won't let you go!"

The driver immediately denied, "no, no, please don't get me wrong."

"Well, who knows what you smelly men think." Song Wen clasped her hands in front of her chest, her mouth tooted, and she remembered Xiang Chaojue's look when she saw her today. Even if she was so beautiful, she could even be called a rare beauty. There was no amazing look in his eyes, but it was more gloomy.

Doesn't he like her dress?

Or does he really not like her at all?

Unable to understand, Song Wen turned black and asked for help from the driver, "Hey, your men's eyes should be the same. I ask you, don't I look good today? Is it too open? "

Is Xiang Chaojue a conservative?

Thanks to her pride, she is not a sharp weapon to tempt Xiang Chaojue. What should she do with her chest!

The driver nodded without thinking, "you are so beautiful tonight. You are just a fairy. I believe no matter which man sees you, you will be fascinated."

"Is it true? Don't lie to me Song Wen also deliberately opened the shawl a little, she slightly exposed incense shoulder, crisp chest half exposed appearance is very tempting.

How dare the driver look behind him? He nodded, "how can I cheat you? You are really beautiful."

"Then why is the attitude of the man I like so cold? I didn't see how excited he was Song Wen said and felt that this made her lose face, so she said, "forget it, anyway, he is the kind of person who won't be excited for a little thing."

"Do you mean Mr. Xiang Chaojue? I think he may have no fear. After all, he has eaten you to death Even the driver knows that Song Wen's heart is on Xiang Chaojue. He wants to take him to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get married.

Song Wen's depressed mood for a long time was improved. She raised her lips and laughed happily and calmly. "I see. I can't help it. After all, I really won't leave him anyway. Let him continue to be proud."

Only when she mentioned Xiang Chaojue, she would show a woman's charming and flattering manner. She would only shout coldly, "drive fast, others are urging me. I still want to hurry up and go home to sleep."

Out of curiosity, the driver asked, "Miss, who are you going to see?" It seems that she is very nervous. It seems that someone else has something to do with her.

He just casually asked, who knows that Song Wen's face changed, and her face became ferocious. He said angrily, "I want you to take care of it. In short, don't talk too much, it's OK."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I won't say anything..."

"It's good to be wise!"

If she can, Song Wen doesn't want to meet that kind of rascal, but for her immediate happiness, she can last a little longer. Until Xiang Chaojue really falls in love with her, she still has to go to the appointment.

Her hand on her lap is holding her cell phone. Several unread messages keep flashing, and those messages are like a live broadcast of something, which makes people confused.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"He's crying again. I'm breaking down."

"Why don't you take him back? I can charge ten thousand less. Ten thousand is the most."

"No, 20000 is OK."

"Didn't you say he liked tomato scrambled eggs best? He threw up! And spit on me, is he on purpose? His character is as bad as yours

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When Xiang Chaojue came back to the company and finished all the work at hand, he asked the Secretary General to send him to the tennis hall, "did you bring your sportswear and tennis racket with you?"

The Secretary General nodded, "I put it in the trunk."

"That's good." Xiang Chaojue walked out of the office without expression. Although he said he was going to see his best friend to relax, he didn't feel relaxed at all. On the contrary, he was more alert.

According to the previous agreement with Zhong Jingmo, Xiang Chaojue arrived at the tennis hall at 11 o'clock on time. Seeing that Zhong Jingmo didn't come, he went to the shower room to take a bath and put on his sports clothes.

Then Xiang Chaojue took his tennis racket into the stadium. Unexpectedly, Zhong Jingmo had been fighting against the wall there for a long time. His forehead was sweating and his hair was wet.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zhong Jingmo stops. He straightens his waist, turns back and smiles at Xiang Chaojue. "You're so late. Didn't you say you won't be late?"

"I'm not late. I just went to take a bath and changed my clothes. It took me some time. You don't want me to wear a suit and smell like cologne to fight you."

After all, he has been a good friend for many years. He didn't talk to Chao Jue in many scenes, which made Zhong Jingmo feel relieved. "Great, I'm still worried that when I talk to you, you will leave because you say the wrong word."

Zhong Jingmo turns his tennis racket to practice his hand. He lowers his head and doesn't look at Zhong Jingmo. "Do you think I'm such a grumpy person? No, maybe I am

"Just know. I've seen your attitude towards your wife, and I'm a little suspicious." Zhong Jingmo seems to be talking about something that is not a big deal. He sums up the recent commotion in one sentence.

Xiang Chaojue finally glanced at Zhong Jingmo, but it was not Zhong Jingmo's smiling face that welcomed him, but the tennis ball flying over.

He quickly blocked the tennis racket in front of his eyes and sent the ball back.

Xiang Chaojue adjusted his posture to meet Zhong Jingmo's next attack. He spoke to the other side without blushing and gasping. "You came to see me today. You didn't just come to see me to play, did you? Did she ask you to talk to me? Because I hung up on her

In fact, during Gu luanqing's stay in Shuhan's house, Gu luanqing has been calling Xiang Chaojue and sending him short messages. The main content is to explain to him that she really didn't kidnap Xiang Luxing. As for the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation, she probably didn't know where to start, so she didn't mention a word.

Xiang Chaojue felt that he must have lost his nerve. He didn't return a single message and refused to answer the phone. Even the secretary general thought he was abnormal. He specially reminded him that the most tense period had passed and that he could get through the phone.

However, he didn't answer, either because he was busy or tired, or because he didn't want to hear Gu luanqing's voice or have any communication with her.

Zhong Jingmo did not expect such a thing, because he was surprised and stopped the action, to Chaojue take advantage of the ball to the other side's dead corner.

"I seem to have won the point."

Zhong Jingmo didn't smile. He looked at Xiang Chaojue solemnly and asked him, "are you serious?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"What did Gu luanqing do wrong? Why are you baffled? No, it's not baffling at all, because Xiang Luxing is missing? Or is it because her mother is the third person who destroys your happy family? " It seems that Zhong Jingmo has been holding on for a long time, and let it out all at once.

He wanted to ask a long time ago.

What happened to Xiang Chaojue.

He sneered at Chao Jue. The corners of his mouth he provoked were obviously sarcastic. "Sure enough, Gu luanqing is really all pervasive. Have you been eroded by her?"

Zhong Jingmo picked up the ball from the ground. He threw it up and hit it out with a tennis racket. He panted a little and said to Chao Jue, "don't get me wrong. I came to you on my own. She never asked me that. Besides, it doesn't matter at all."

"And what do you want me to answer?" Xiang Chaojue hits the ball back. Zhong Jingmo catches it and pats it back. As soon as the ball just crosses the net, it falls down. He rushes to catch it and then hits it back. "I can tell you the truth. There are both possibilities you ask. Are you satisfied?"

"I won't tell you about the grudge of the last generation. It's a matter of your two families, but you have no reason to blame her for the disappearance of Lu Xing, which has no direct relationship with her." Zhong Jingmo cold face, blocked to Dynasty Jue powerful offensive, just hit back.

This time Xiang Chaojue didn't catch it, and Zhong Jingmo scored.

Xiang Chaojue also panted a little, but he didn't look flustered, only his forehead was wet with sweat.

"If you don't know anything, you shouldn't express your opinions. If you can, I don't want to doubt her, but she shows herself. How can I help her justify herself?" He said to Chao Jue and threw the ball to him.

Xiang Chaojue catches the ball with his hand. He throws the ball, and then jumps up to hit it out. "You can tell me, where does she show her horse's feet?"

Xiang Chaojue didn't catch the ball. He did it deliberately in order to calm down and say a word to Zhong Jingmo calmly, "in order to get my grandfather's consent, she kidnapped Lu Xing. I think you're going to be angry again?"

Zhong Jingmo didn't respond. He frowned.