After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

Chu Zhixin and Bai Jingxing walked side by side in the passage leading to the banquet hall.

Just now, Bai Jingxing was a dignified and domineering young master from a wealthy family. Now he is completely a well-behaved and cute little puppy, with a smile on his face and a new heart in his eyes.

"That group of people from the Sheng family actually dared to bully you. If you dare again next time, I, Bai Jingxing, will definitely not let you go!"

Chu Zhixin smiled faintly and said jokingly: "Okay, Xiaobai, I usually see you as being out of character, but when you are serious, you look quite presentable. I was even scared."

"Of course, I am Mr. Bai Liu!"

Although Bai Jingxing said this, he still looked like a little puppy.

He looked Chu Zhixin up and down and said, "But Xinxin, you said you are coming to a banquet, are you dressed too conservatively and casually?"

"No matter how big or small, call me sister."

The original intention is corrected.

"Why can my sister call you that?"

Bai Jingxing was like a schoolboy, childishly saying, "I don't care, I won't call you boss or sister anymore, I'll just call you Xinxin."

"no!"

Chu Zhixin said cautiously: "I won't call you sister in the next year. I am a bit wild. Tell me...what do you want to do?"

Bai Jingxing did not evade, and admitted generously: "You are divorced, what's wrong with my wild thoughts?"

He had been waiting for Chu Zhixin's divorce for so many years, and finally he had waited, not just to be his younger brother.

Chu Zhixin curled her lips and smiled, but didn't respond too much.

When she was about to arrive at the banquet hall, she unbuttoned the windbreaker with her slender fingers, took off the windbreaker and threw it aside, and then put down her tied hair.

Immediately afterwards, she unscrewed the red lipstick, applied it to her lips carelessly, and sipped it confidently.

"Boss Chu, you..."

Bai Jingxing was stunned.

People in the banquet hall also turned their attention to them, and they were all amazed...

I saw that Chu Zhixin was wearing a rose-red tube top dress, which outlined her perfect figure. She was bright and charming, yet noble and elegant.

Especially the hollow design on the waist makes her thin white waist looming, showing a wild and unbridled beauty, which is extremely sexy.

She seemed to have her own spotlight, her whole body sparkled, attracting everyone's attention.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "No, this woman looks a bit like... Second Young Mistress Sheng?"

As everyone was discussing, Sheng Tingye, wearing a high-end black custom-made dress, came down the spiral staircase with dignity and elegance like a king.

He had just finished discussing something with Johnson, the organizer of the charity dinner.

His cold eyes were immediately attracted by the red color at the entrance.

The deep and cold eyes first showed a hint of surprise, and then were replaced by displeasure.

Damn woman, what else do you want to do?

Sheng Tingye had a cold face and walked up to Chu Zhixin with his long legs. As if to declare his sovereignty, he directly hugged the woman's slender waist.

"Madam, you're here so soon. I was just about to greet you!"

Although there was a smile on his perfect, plastic face, it gave people a chilling sense of danger.

She is really the second young lady Sheng!

Everyone took a deep breath.

Those lustful men whose eyes wanted to be glued to Chu Zhi's chest, waist, and legs were busy averting their gaze at this moment.

The women who were scolding Chu Zhixin with great enthusiasm also shut up one by one and no longer dared to talk nonsense.

"Come with me!"

Sheng Tingye didn't care about his demeanor and forcefully led Chu Zhixin to a private rest area in full view of everyone.

"What does Second Young Master Sheng mean?"

Chu Zhixin tucked her fallen hair behind her ears and asked calmly.

"You asked about me?"

Sheng Tingye had a calm and handsome face, his eyes fell on her sexy and cool chest, and asked coldly: "Didn't I prepare a dress for you? What do you think you are wearing?"

"The clothes you prepared are as conservative as those worn by nuns. I don't like them."

Hatsumi replied honestly.

"you!"

These words almost made Sheng Tingye vomit blood.

The work created by Gucci's chief designer, how many rich and famous ladies can't reach the ceiling-level dress even if they squeeze their heads, is actually said to be for nuns? !

However... being conservative is indeed a bit too conservative.

"Or is it that Second Young Master Sheng thinks my figure isn't worth showing off for everyone to appreciate?"

Chu Zhixin suddenly looked at the man with charming eyes and asked charmingly.