Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 123 Back to My Home The host received a wink from the boss, and quickly interrupted Duan Zijin: "Miss Duan, do you want to look at the others?"

Tang Jichi's eyebrows darkened, what else?

Cold and stern eyes flashed across his face, and the host immediately felt the pain of rolling through the sword and halberd.

"I didn't mean that, sir!" The host explained with cold sweat, "It's just that...we still have a lot of good wine in our bar, and we hope this lady can taste more, these dozen or so wine towers are all good choices .”

"No need." The clear voice was like a stream, gurgling into people's hearts, Duan Zi looked down at the wine glass in his hand, "I will choose this glass of Louis XIII."

The host's face collapsed, "Then you decided to dance with this gentleman?"

Duan Zijin stared at him indifferently, "Can't you?"

"It's okay..."

"He is my best choice." Duan Zijin slowly cut off the host's words, biting every word clearly and forcefully, not knowing if he wanted to convince others or himself.

Rather than dancing close to the strangers in the audience who have never met before, it would be better to choose Tang Jichi.

At any rate, they are considered acquaintances.

What's more, for this dance, he bought a whole bottle of Louis XIII.

……

But these words, in the ears of the men in the audience, have a little more meaning.

Tang Jichi is her best choice?

It's so perfect that other people don't even have to look at it, they can just get out.

There was a palpitating chill in Jiang Lin's dark eyes, and the cup was cracked by his big palm.

Shao Yucheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, he dared not look at it.

"Well, if that's the case, please go backstage and change your clothes." The host said dully, "Remember to drink up."

Duan Zijin nodded, not knowing what was going on in his head, and drank the wine in his hand.

Everyone on and off the stage was shocked, and even Tang Jichi's expression changed.

Although brandy is a fruit wine made from grapes, it has been purified through distillation, has a high alcohol concentration, and has the unique aftertaste of wine.

The host's words were probably just to make her feel interesting, just take a sip, but Duan Zijin actually drank the whole cup down!

She didn't eat anything today, and drank strong alcohol on an empty stomach. The alcohol burned her esophagus like fire, and finally exploded in her stomach.

For a moment, she let go of her hand in pain, and the empty glass hit the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Tang Jichi quickly reached out to support her, frowned and said, "Just take a sip, what is this for?"

Duan Zijin was still sober, "It's okay."

She waved him away and walked backstage, but the alcohol soon took over, eroding her rational thinking little by little.

Tang Jichi frowned even tighter, and he and Mi Lan followed quickly.

……

Just now, the moment Tang Jichi put his hand on Duan Zijin's waist, a man on the stage closest to the stage suddenly stood up.

In the noisy bar, the movement of him getting up was not too loud.

But immediately after, he kicked over the stone table made of black gold sand in front of him.

The crystal clear granite suddenly hit the corner of the stage and fell to pieces.

All the men and women on the stage were gone, only the people around looked over.

The bar owner was taken aback, and hurried over, "Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang calm down, calm down!"

"How do you guys do things?" Shao Yucheng also stood up, pointed at his nose and cursed, "170 million, why don't you show me this scene?"

The bar owner had a bitter face, "Mr. Shao, I really only put Mr. Tang a glass of wine. If, this, if I don't drink a glass... I can't explain it."

"Is it easy for you to explain now?" Fu Yan's phoenix eyes slanted slightly, and the beauty mole under the corner of his eyes, which should have been gentle, could only make people feel gloomy and cold at this moment.

The bar owner was about to cry, "Third Master, I didn't expect that out of [-] glasses of wine, she would only choose that one..."

"Shut up!" Shao Yucheng's face changed when he heard the words, and he raised his leg and kicked over, "You're the one who talks too much!"

Isn't this stabbing brother's wound with a knife?

One thousand, 490 and nine glasses of wine failed to keep a single woman.

Jiang Lin's face was as dark as the sky before a storm, gloomy and cold.

In those frozen black eyes, the usual calm and calm disappeared, replaced by an uncontrollable sharp edge.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't open his mouth to ask a question.

But this silence is more frightening than furious.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to let out the air.

A deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, pressing into everyone's ears with great tension, "Fu San, take your woman away yourself."

Fu Yan looked up at him, "Well, what about you?"

The owner of the bar held his waist that was almost broken by Shao Yucheng's kick, and pointed to the corridor on the right in a timely manner, "Mr. Jiang, the backstage is over there."

Shao Yucheng reprimanded coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, just lead the way!"

"No need." Jiang Lin said.

Fu Yan was also taken aback when he heard the words, "Brother?"

"I bought this place." Shen Lin's syllable jumped out from the depths of the man's throat, hitting everyone's hearts heavily, "From tomorrow on, don't let me see the word day.off again."

The bar owner's face turned pale, and the tall and indifferent man in front of him finished speaking, turned and walked out.

Jiang Lin felt that he was really ridiculous.

Did he just tell her not to see each other again just to give her an excuse to fall into the arms of another man?

As soon as the front foot lost its job, the back foot ran to this kind of nonsensical place to fight and dance.

Don't you want money?He gave it all to her!

In the end, she said—that man was her best choice.

One in fifteen percent is her fate with another man.

Jiang Lin, are you still jealous?

*

In the lounge, Duan Zijin changed her clothes, her head was getting heavier and heavier, she could only pinch her palms to force herself to wake up.

She was lost in thought just now, and when she realized it, she found that she had already drank a whole glass of brandy.

It is indeed a treasure that has been cellared for 50 years, and the wine is really strong.

When she walked out of the lounge, unexpectedly, she ran into the little girl who was dancing with her head-on.

Lu Qiqi's eyes were like two big black grapes, they were full of charm, but when those eyes met Duan Zijin's gaze, they immediately became disgusted and disdainful, "This is really the first time I see you like this A woman who drinks brandy like water, have you never had a good drink or something?"

It seems that she also knows what happened at the front desk.

Duan Zijin's face was condensed, and the slack light in his brown pupils couldn't concentrate, so he could only raise his hand and rubbed between his brows, "I don't want to quarrel with you now, get out of the way."

"You don't want to quarrel with me, and you still dare to take my first place?" Lu Qiqi got angry when he mentioned this matter.

Won day.off's fighting dance championship four times in two years, but was snatched away by a wild woman who jumped out of nowhere!

She even made a bet with others this time. If she lost, she would have to confess to that dead old man who was the director of the Academic Affairs Office. She also had to hold an infertility advertising flyer and laughed and said, my husband is saved!

God, just thinking about it makes me crumble...

Duan Zijin completely ignored her temper, and said flatly: "If you hadn't insulted my friend at that time, I would have no intention of arguing with you."

When Mi Lan chased him out, he saw this scene.

Lu Qiqi sneered, raised his pointed chin and pointed at Mi Lan, but the words were obviously addressed to Duan Zijin: "I bullied her? I bullied her, do I need you to vent her anger? If you have the ability, let her tell me One-on-one! Let's fight again, ask her if she dares?"

Duan Zijin frowned, Mi Lan's physical condition is special, how could he compete with her again?This girl is not forgiving.

No matter how good-tempered Mi Lan was, she couldn't help but get a little angry, "Do you want to dance with me again?"

"I..." She raised her eyebrows, her aura was so intimidating, but after she finished saying this word, she inadvertently looked behind Mi Lan and Duan Zijin, her expression suddenly looked like she had seen a ghost, and the next moment, she immediately softened.

Changing her face is more than worthwhile for a professional actor like Mi Lan.

"How can I dance with others, sister, don't joke with me." Her voice also softened, as gentle as a lamb.

Duan Zijin and Mi Lan were stunned at the same time, and a frosty voice came from behind, gnashing their teeth, as if they were about to tear someone apart.

"Lu, seven, seven!"

Lu Qiqi yelled "oh, mygod" in her heart, and began to think that it would be too late to slip away now.

Shang Boyang strode over and grabbed her by the collar before she slipped away, "Stop!"

Lu Qiqi smiled flatteringly and obsequiously, "Brother Boyang..."

Shang Boyang looked at her enchanting and charming makeup, coupled with these crisp words, he almost couldn't help but want to throw her out.

He didn't understand, how could there be such a woman in the world who could call his name so lingeringly-sentimental, with twists and turns.

But he didn't have any feeling that a normal man should feel when he is seduced by a woman except disgust.

When she raised her eyes, Duan Zijin and Mi Lan were startled by the coldness in her brows.

Mi Lan didn't know him, but Duan Zijin's pupils shrank in shock from the man's appearance, "Shang Boyang?"

Hearing this call, Shang Boyang also looked towards her.

Duan You?

He frowned, the strength in his hands relaxed a lot, and Lu Qiqi fell directly to the ground.

She rubbed her neck and cursed at the man's back.

But the man seemed to have eyes behind him, and suddenly he glanced back at her.

Lu Qiqi's reaction was quicker, and he had already put on a smiling face, "Brother Boyang, you came to pick me up again."

"You...know her?" Duan Zijin's voice was still somewhat stiff from the shock.

Shang Boyang gave a cold "hmm".

I don't know if it's Duan Zijin's illusion, but I always feel that his "um" is reluctant.

Immediately, a strange look appeared on Shang Boyang's stern face. He looked at Duan Zijin's clothes, "Are you coming to fight dance too?"

Duan Zi smiled, "Accident, it was just an accident."

Looking at her appearance, Shang Boyang guessed that there was something else hidden here, but he didn't bother to ask about things that had nothing to do with him.

He looked down at the little girl who was a head shorter than him.

He wanted to get angry when he saw the nondescript dress on her.

The daughter of the dignified director, who came to this kind of place to fight fiercely, what is the difference between the clothes she wears and the dancers on the street or the princesses in the clubhouse?

Everything that could be exposed was exposed, making a group of men squint-squint at her bare-exposed skin.

Does she still understand what is etiquette and what is proper manners?

When Lu Qiqi met his stern and cold gaze, her heart skipped a beat.

The next second, he tugged on his sleeve and said softly, "Brother Bo Yang, my mother is not in good health, please don't let her know..."

"You also remember that she is not in good health?" Shang Bo's eyes fell on her face motionlessly, like a mountain pressing down on her heart, "Have you forgotten how you promised yourself last time?"

She remembers.

The last time my mother heard that she was fighting with someone, she was so angry that she passed out at home.She knelt in front of her mother's hospital bed and said that she would never do anything out of line again in the future.

Lu Qiqi bit her lower lip, "It's all my classmate's fault..."

If it weren't for the bad things they said, she wouldn't have to come to Wuwu!

"Lu Qiqi." Shang Boyang said coldly, "Don't put all the responsibility on others, as if you are the most innocent in the whole world."

Lu Qiqi's face turned pale, gritted his teeth and smiled, "Okay, okay, I'll remember. Brother Boyang, this is the last time, okay?"

Anyway, all losses have been lost.

At worst, she would do those shameful things, anyway, she has no skin or face.

However, if anyone dares to say that she is an illegitimate daughter, her mother is a mistress...

Lu Qiqi promised that she would definitely beat her harder than last time.

Shang Boyang saw the sincerity on her face that seemed to be overflowing, and said to the female bodyguard behind her with sullen eyebrows: "Go back and receive the punishment yourself."

"Yes, Mr. Shang."

Before Shang Boyang left, he stopped beside Duan Zijin, and said abruptly: "If you haven't played yet, I advise you not to go. Otherwise, if you are seen by someone who shouldn't see it, the end will not be very optimistic."

Duan Zijin was taken aback, didn't he know that the competition was over?

Besides, what did he mean by that?Who should I not see?

A strange thought flashed across my mind, too fast to catch it, and was overwhelmed by the drowsy thoughts entrenched in my head.

*

After Jiang Lin left, Fu Yan stood up slowly from his seat. He stepped on the shattered black gold sandstone table in front of him with his valuable handmade leather shoes without any mercy.

The scene was a mess, but his movements were indifferent and elegant.

Fu Yan said lightly to the bar owner: "Tell me, I want everyone's electronic equipment, including mobile phones."

"Third Master?" The bar owner didn't know why, "What do you want this for?"

"There is also the camera in your broken place and the computer disk connected to that camera." He didn't answer his question, and his tone was usually calm, "Let me find any video and audio that have been spread out, and you can weigh it yourself Let's do it."

Only then did the bar owner understand that he was afraid that someone had recorded the dance fight just now.

But he was still shocked, "Are you really going to collect all the electronic equipment?"

is this necessary?Is it too exaggerated?

"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" Fu Yan gently kicked the stone table with the tip of his shoe, and said calmly, "Or, do you think it's more appropriate for me to goug out your eyes?"

The bar owner couldn't speak nervously, "I, I'll go right away..."

*

Tang Jichi found Duan Zijin and Mi Lan in the backstage corridor.

The two of them were looking in the same direction in a daze.

"What's the matter?" He walked over, lowered his eyebrows and stared at Duan Zi's blushing face.

It seemed that she was really drunk, with the intoxicating aroma of wine on her breath.

Wine and women have always been the two things that men can't refuse, especially when they smell the wine they love from the woman they love.

The allure made Tang Jichi's muscles tense.

Duan Zijin shook his head, "It's fine."

Her consciousness became more and more chaotic, and her words became a bit tongue-in-cheek.

Tang Jichi frowned, "If you don't want to dance, then don't dance."

Although he paid a sky-high price just to dance with her, this dance was definitely not for other men to watch.

And at this moment, her drunken appearance is so beautiful that it makes people crazy.

How can others see it?

Duan Zijin raised his hand and poked his temple heavily, he was so dizzy that he didn't know what he was talking about, "No, I, I promise you..."

Seeing this, Tang Jichi felt as if someone had grabbed his heart.

"It's okay, Yoyo." He whispered, "It's not bad this time, and you can make it up later."

Duan Zijin is a person who keeps his promises.She did everything she promised him.

But these are not what he wants most.

He wanted a promise from her, a promise he could never get.

Except for that one thing, other things, no matter how much she did, she couldn't satisfy the emptiness in his heart.

The man's mellow and magnetic voice teased the silent waves in Duan Zijin's mind, and she took a sudden step back to distance herself from him.

She knew she was really drunk.In this case, she can no longer take the risk of dancing...

To go home, to go home quickly.

The consciousness became more and more blurred, and the urge to vomit surged up in the stomach.

Mi Lan stepped forward worriedly, wanting to help Duan Zijin go to the bathroom, but unexpectedly, she was picked up by the man first.

Tang Ji glanced at her calmly, "Are you her friend?"

Mi Lan felt a little guilty at his lukewarm glance.

Just less than a minute ago, when the man bowed his head and spoke to Zijin, his handsome face still had a pampered and gentle look on it.

But at this moment, when he spoke to her, he seemed to be a different person in an instant.

Zijin is really a lucky woman, able to get the favor of the whole world.So did Professor Jiang, so did Dylan, even the man in front of him.

Mi Lan nodded, "Yes, I'm her friend."

"Yeah." Tang Jichi nodded lightly, "I'm her boss, and my driver is outside right now. You go with us, and I'll ask him to drop you off."

Mi Lan hesitated for a moment, and was about to nod when she caught sight of a man at the end of the corridor slowly walking towards him with his hands in his pockets.

The man was tall and tall, and the suit on his body showed his indifferent and noble temperament. His thin lips were raised in a smile that was not a smile, and his phoenix eyes were like floating ice and snow, and the coolness penetrated deep into his bones.

And the beauty mole in the corner of his eye is the most eye-catching.

The moment she saw the man's face clearly, Mi Lan's expression suddenly changed.

"Don't bother Tang." The man's voice was as indifferent as his demeanor, and he spoke calmly, "Mi Lan, are you still here?"

*

Outside the gate of the bar, the Bentley parked for a long time. Seeing Tang Jichi coming out with the woman in his arms, the driver hurriedly opened the door for him.

The woman began to wriggle restlessly as soon as she got in the car, as if she was looking for a comfortable position.

Tang Jichi looked at her, his eyes gradually softened a lot, and he whispered, "Drive."

"Mr. Tang, where are you going?"

"Go back to my house."

The car had just started, and the speed hadn't picked up yet, and the car stopped suddenly.

Tang Ji hurriedly hugged the sleepy woman, and said in a displeased cold voice, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Tang, there is a car ahead..."

across the middle of the road.

Leaning on the car was a man smoking a cigarette, staring at them coldly with his dark eyes like abyss.