Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

When the mobile phone on the bedside table, No. 13, was hung up because no one answered, Jiang Zitong just got up from Shan Yuting's bed with a mess of hair.

Jiang Zitong rubbed his sore waist, resisting the discomfort, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

While picking up her clothes from the ground and putting them on, she teased Shan Yuting who came out of the bathroom, "Handsome guy! Sure enough, it's good to be young!"

Hearing this, Shan Yuting paused for a moment when she wiped her hair, and the corner of her mouth curled into a faint smile.

"Jiang Zitong?"

Shan Yuting's faint voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Jiang Zitong's thoughts that were still in a nympho daze.

"Eh?"

Perhaps because he was too surprised that the man knew his name, Jiang Zitong swallowed, but didn't answer.

"Put your ID card away." Shan Yuting took out the ID card from his suit pocket, and handed it to Jiang Zitong, "It's troublesome if you lose it."

Jiang Zitong blinked, obediently took his ID card and put it in his wallet.

The information on the ID card is complete, which also explains why the man knows her name.

However, she forgot one very important thing, that is, why is her ID card in the man's suit pocket?

"You...you have nothing to tell me?"

Shan Yuting's voice sounded from the top of Jiang Zitong's head again, his words were full of majesty, and his posture was like the king of the night.

"Uh, yes!" Jiang Zitong said sincerely, "Thank you! Thank you very much!"

After a few seconds, she seemed to think of something again, and hurriedly said: "That's right! This is your fee for last night. Although it may be a little less, I have all the money now."

As she spoke, she took out all the cash in her wallet and neatly placed it on the bedside table.

The "young masters" in nightclubs seem to be glamorous, but every sum of money is hard-earned money. They have their dignity and cannot be trampled on at will.

Since you have worked hard, you should be rewarded accordingly.

At this moment, after wiping his hair, Shan Yuting's face was not pretty, and there was a hint of gloom.

Thinking that he, the majestic prince of ZK Group, the new president of ZT, and the direct line controller of a thousand-year-old hidden wealthy family, was actually regarded by a little woman as a cowboy in a nightclub?Duck?Master?

This is simply tolerable, what is unbearable!

Shan Yuting lit a cigarette for himself, suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "No, enough!"

What!It's not enough?