Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

Sheng Nanzhi looked around, and after confirming that the other party was talking to him, she replied calmly: "I'll come down and book a room, otherwise where will I sleep at night?"

A few black lines appeared on Fu Chenmo's forehead, and the air pressure was very low.

After the front desk sorted out the room card, they only dared to hand it to Sheng Nanzhi cautiously, "Miss Sheng, here is your room card, because the room type you want is in short supply, we have upgraded the suite for you for free.

It's next to Mr. Fu's room. "

The assistant sighed in his heart, this front desk is quite good in all aspects of life and work.

The assistant looked up again and took a quiet look at Fu Chenmo.

What day is today?

To see Fu Chenmo make a fool of himself.

That's right, for Fu Chenmo, a scene of this level is already considered a fool.

In the afternoon, Fu Chenmo held a meeting in the special meeting room of the hotel.

The meeting had just ended, but Fu Chenmo's heart was no longer here.

As he walked towards the hotel suite, he asked the assistant, "Is the dinner later important?"

The assistant is not stupid, it sounds like Mr. Fu doesn't really want to attend the dinner.

As for why Mr. Fu didn't refuse when he heard about the dinner before, but now he refuses, the assistant knows why without thinking about it.

As a qualified assistant, he said professionally, "Mr. Fu, the people at this dinner are more important. They are all from the Jiangnan political circle. They are of great significance to the development of later tourism projects. You cannot be absent.

And, as far as I know, Ms. Sheng has left the hotel at this time. Before I leave, I asked you about it. The main purpose of Ms. Sheng's trip is to buy rough stones for making jadeite jewelry. "

Fu Chenmo's footsteps stopped in front of the hotel suite.

He raised his head slowly, with a somewhat vigilant tone, "I don't think you need to say the second half of the sentence."

The assistant silenced, not daring to speak again.

Seeing Fu Chenmo push open the door of the suite, "Get the car ready, I'll take a shower and come down."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

The assistant looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was already muttering in his heart.

What else did you say that the second half of the sentence is completely unnecessary, then only the first half of the sentence, will their boss let go so easily and say that he is going to participate in the dinner?

He really didn't think these bigwigs in the political circle had such influence that they could make their boss change his mind so quickly.

Sheng Nanzhi left in high spirits, but returned disappointed, and returned to the hotel in disgrace.

I happened to run into Fu Chenmo who had finished the dinner.

He drank a little wine, and Sheng Nanzhi could smell the wine from two or three meters away.

Before Sheng Nanzhi could speak, Fu Chenmo took the initiative to speak, "Someone came back in despair."

The words were full of ridicule.

Sheng Nanzhi followed Fu Chenmo with a sad face, and got on the elevator, "Someone came back drunk."

"I'm in a good mood today, so I drank some."

Sheng Nanzhi guessed: "Oh? There is a younger sister at the dinner that puts Mr. Fu in a good mood? As expected of Jiangnan, the old saying is true, there are beauties in Jiangnan, it seems that Mr. Fu can't hold it anymore."

Fu Chenmo put away his laughing expression, and reminded him sternly: "I am a gentleman."

The two walked to the door of the suite, and seeing Sheng Nanzhi walking forward, he raised his hand to stop her, "Why don't you come in and chat for a while?"

Sheng Nanzhi raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you a gentleman?"

"I am indeed a gentleman, but it seems that someone's apology is endless."

Sheng Nanzhi blushed, and followed Fu Chenmo into the suite, muttering in a low voice, "Does a gentleman hold grudges like this?"

After entering the suite, Fu Chenmo finally let go of his guard, showing fatigue and drunkenness, leaning on the sofa chair, with a faint blur in his eyes.

Sheng Nanzhi couldn't bear it. After pouring a cup of hot tea, she asked, "How much did you drink?"

He took the hot tea and thought about it seriously, "I can't remember."

She sighed, "As for it? You are Fu Chenmo, can anyone force the wine that Fu Chenmo doesn't want to drink?"

He took a sip of tea and smiled handsomely, "It's true that no one can drink my wine, didn't I tell you? I want to drink."

Just when he was about to put down the teacup, he let go of his hand. Seeing that the exquisite porcelain cup was about to fall to the ground and shatter into pieces, Sheng Nanzhi stepped forward impatiently, but was in vain.

Crisply threw herself into Fu Chenmo's arms.