"Don't go, take a picture with me!" Several female fans present, holding on to Qiao Zezhi with excitement, refused to let him go.

Qiao Zezhi couldn't get away and had to promise to take a photo with them.

But after the photo was taken, he turned around, but found that Song Wenxin's figure was gone ...

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Song Wen shook his heart and finally walked to the hotel door.

But suddenly he forgot where to go ...

Just when she was in a trance, suddenly a tall figure leaned over and stood in front of her.

"Brother, you're blocking me ..." Song Wen reached out subconsciously, trying to push the person in front of her, but when she tried hard, she almost fell!

A strong arm helped her in time and wrapped her around her waist.

"Did you drink?" With an angry voice, it suddenly sounded.

And still drunk? The smell of wine!

Song Wenxin stumbled a bit, this voice ... How does it sound familiar?

She blinked, then slowly raised her head to look at the other side.

But ... the face she saw was a little fuzzy.

There are several ghosts ...

"Who are you?" She asked, puzzled.

Jiang Beihan's face froze, and black eyes stared at the woman in front of her, as if to eat her!

How much wine did she drink that he didn't even know? !!

This woman, is he too indulgent? How dare you come out and drink alone!

"Song Wenxin, I'll settle accounts with you when I go back!" Jiang Beihan said with a hazy look.

Immediately afterwards, he bent down and hugged her.

Song Wen was shocked, and reached out and pushed him subconsciously.

"What are you doing ... why ... don't touch me, I'm going to call the police!" She struggled dissatisfied, what this man wanted to do, and where to take her!

Fortunately, Jiangbei Han had great strength, and Song Wenxin's struggle did not have any feeling at all for him.

He was black-faced, striding his long legs, holding her indifferently and striding towards her sports car!

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At this moment, Qiao Zezhi hurried out, looking around for the figure of Song Wenxin.

Hearing Song Wenxin's shout, he hurried over.

"Hurry up and let her go!" Qiao Zezhi chased after him, reaching out and grabbing Jiang Beihan's shoulder!

Jiang Beihan's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Qiao Ze coldly!

"Jiang Beihan?" Qiao Ze was surprised when he saw Jiang Beihan.

Jiang Beihan's eyes stopped on the backpack of Qiao Zezhi, which was Song Wenxin's backpack ...

He pursed his lips, his eyes darkened with a bit of coldness!

She came out today to meet this man?

She was just for him, she didn't answer his phone, she was so drunk!

Fine ... This woman seems to have forgotten her identity, forget the fact that she is now his wife!

How dare to sneak out to see other men carrying him at night!

At this moment, Jiang Beihan suddenly realized that she had indulged her before and did not force her to do it wrong!

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"Just let me down ..." Just then, Song Wenxin in his arms began to struggle uneasily again.

"Mr. Jiang, this is my friend. She is drunk today. If she accidentally offends you, I apologize for her ... please give her to me, thank you!" Qiao Zezhi returned God came, looked at Song Wenxin in his arms, and said politely.