The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

"Wei, Wei Wei..."

The calls of men and women sounded in his ears, and when Lin Weiwei opened his eyes, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the more than 200-square-meter private room, there are people singing K, shaking dice and fighting wine, and dancing on the dance floor in front of the big screen. Amidst the noisy sound, there is a scene of drunkenness.

The colorful light beams shot down from above her head, making people dizzy, Lin Weiwei looked around in a daze, and found that she didn't recognize any of the smiling faces.

But, in an instant, they knew each other again.

Is she dreaming?

The tragic death of her parents, and the pursuit that followed, really left her with lingering fears until now. How did she come here in the blink of an eye?

Lin Weiwei has often experienced this kind of scene in the past few years. After all, as the sales director of the Lin Group, it is common to go out to socialize with customers.

However, the scene at that time was very orderly, and there was no chaos at the moment.

"Wei Wei, what's wrong with you?"

A girl with bright make-up in a white miniskirt walked over, looked around for a long time, and said with a look of disbelief, "Isn't it possible that this little wine will make you faint?"

"This……"

Wanting to ask where this is, before Lin Weiwei could say anything, her stomach churns.

Pushing away the girl, Lin Weiwei ran into the bathroom in a few steps.

Throwing wildly into the toilet for a while, she finally felt completely comfortable, washed her face, and spit out all the stale air in her chest and abdomen, Lin Weiwei glanced at her glasses when she turned around, and she was stunned for a moment.

The person in the mirror is not her.

She has short chestnut hair, exaggerated smoky makeup, and a black miniskirt that is so short that it barely covers her butt.

This is not Lin Weiwei.

Lin Weiwei is an executive of the Lin Group. No matter what time it is, she wears decent clothing and makeup. Such a short skirt and such weird makeup are definitely not her.

Thinking of the girl's "Wei Wei" just now, images flashed in his mind like a movie, Lin Weiwei took a step back and sat on the toilet seat.

She is Ling Weiwei.

Ling Weiwei, 25 years old, is the eldest daughter of the wealthy Ling family in City A. She is ignorant and self-willed.

No, this must be a dream!

She and Ling Weiwei didn't know each other before, that is, they met once at a banquet, and they didn't even know each other, let alone have any intersection.

She must be in a dream!

Breathing heavily, Lin Weiwei couldn't believe what had happened, but the loud music and the dripping water on her face all reminded her that everything at this moment was real, not what she thought it was. Dream.

Why, why is this happening?

Her mind was so chaotic that it was about to explode, Lin Weiwei looked at her completely unfamiliar self with flustered eyes in the mirror, feeling at a loss.

But soon, Lin Weiwei calmed down.

Get out of here first, let her think about it, and think about what's going on.

Lin Weiwei pushed open the door and went out. After saying hello, she left the deafening private room.

When the hustle and bustle behind her gradually faded away, Lin Weiwei couldn't help exhaling.

I don't know how much the original owner drank, but he felt like he was stepping on cotton, one foot was deep and the other was shallow, and he also fainted in front of his eyes.

Hearing "be careful", Lin Weiwei raised his eyes, only to see a familiar face in front of him, the next moment, Lin Weiwei's eyes darkened, and she fell into the arms of the man.