Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

When Gong Chen took Song Wanqiu away, Song Wanqiu, who was lying on his shoulder, glared at Lin Zhiyi viciously.

She then knew that Song Wanqiu was holding a grudge against her again.

Lin Zhiyi turned his head and looked at Chen Huan in confusion.

"What did you say?"

"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, I was just drunk and made a joke, don't take it seriously."

Chen Huan's face was flushed, he had indeed drunk a lot.

It was impossible for Lin Zhiyi to take drunken talk seriously, so she could only purse her lips and say no more.

Everyone enjoyed the drink and let their nature loose.

Chen Huan staggered to his feet and said, "I'm new here, let me offer a toast to all the seniors."

After saying that, he tilted his head back to drink it, then turned the cup upside down for everyone to see.

Then the others looked at Lin Zhiyi.

She stood up reluctantly, raised her glass and said, "I toast to you all too."

When Song Wanqiu was here just now, he tricked everyone into drinking a lot. After Lin Zhiyi finished this glass, he felt dizzy.

This time I was really drunk.

Everyone saw that it was about time and got up to leave.

Chen Huan supported Lin Zhiyi and said in a low voice: "Zhiyi, let your colleagues take you home."

"I'll take it."

"I'll take it."

The male colleagues volunteered.

Although Lin Zhiyi was drunk, she was not unconscious. She knew very well that she couldn't be too special or conspicuous when she first arrived.

She shook her phone and said, "I called a car, you guys go first."

Chen Huan frowned slightly, seemed very worried, and wanted to say something.

Lin Zhiyi immediately put on her bag and smiled casually.

Seeing that she was fine, the others said goodbye and left.

Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief. Her legs felt weak, so she quickly sat down to rest before continuing.

……

PARKING LOT.

Song Wanqiu snuggled up to Gong Chen and got into the car. The aroma of wine mixed with Ms. Yilan's perfume transformed into an ambiguous heat in the air.

She put her hands on Gong Chen's shoulders and said softly, "Third Master, I feel so uncomfortable."

While half drunk and half awake, she stroked his collar with her fingertips, boldly but with a woman's shyness.

She just didn't believe that this couldn't arouse Gong Chen.

There was no man's desire in Gong Chen's eyes. He hummed and lightly pulled off her hand that was on his neck.

"You're drunk, lie down."

He used some force to move Song Wanqiu away from him.

Song Wanqiu fell down and lay awkwardly on the back seat.

She lowered her head, her face was ferocious, and there was viciousness in her eyes.

Why can Lin Zhiyi do it?

How exactly is she worse than Lin Zhiyi?

Gong Chen must be still angry about what happened at the Gong family dinner!

Song Wanqiu took a slight breath and when she raised her eyes, moisture welled up in her eyes. Her wet long eyelashes combined with her already elegant face made her even more charming.

She firmly believes that showing weakness is a woman's ultimate weapon against a man.

There is no man who doesn't like a gentle and compassionate woman.

After adjusting her expression, she propped herself up, turned around and hugged the man, crying, "Third Master, I'm sorry about the Gong family. I was drunk and said something impulsive. I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

The man stiffened.

Song Wanqiu thought that her show of weakness had worked, so she hugged him even tighter.

"Third Master, I feel so uncomfortable, my body is so hot..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold and serious voice sounded above his head.

"Um... Miss Song, can you let me go first?"

Song Wanqiu was startled, and when she looked up suddenly she realized that the person she was hugging was Chen Jin.

But Gong Chen had disappeared long ago.

"Where is the third master?"

"Manager Yiyuan wants to discuss something with him." Chen Jin said expressionlessly.

"Then I'll go accompany her."

"Miss Song, are you going to the apartment or back to the Song residence?"

What Chen Jin meant was exactly what Gong Chen meant, and there was no room for refutation.

Song Wanqiu knew that it was pointless to resist, so she immediately put on a smile and rubbed her forehead: "Assistant Chen, I drank a little too much just now, can you let me go to the bathroom first?"

Chen Jin nodded: "Please."

Song Wanqiu got out of the car and walked towards Yiyuan.

……

Lin Zhiyi came out of the box and walked on the corridor. The cool breeze made her even more dizzy.

I was a little more drunk.

She held onto the pillar and walked outside based on her feeling.

As she was walking, she seemed to remember that she had to turn, so she turned around directly, but she missed the step and fell forward out of habit.

With a plop, her body was instantly soaked, and the cold temperature made her more sober.

Only then did Lin Zhiyi realize that she had fallen into the pool. Looking at the water that had just reached her chest, she was so embarrassed that she almost died.

She walked to the edge of the pool and slowly climbed up the steps.

Next to the pool is the floor-to-ceiling window of the manager's office.

Gong Chen did not lie to Song Wanqiu, it was indeed the manager of Yiyuan who came to find him.

"Third Master, Miss Song has recently posted a bill of over one million yuan, and today she opened six bottles of red wine for you. Should we continue to put it under your name, or..."

As the restaurant manager hired by Gong Chen, the income and expenditure must match.

Even if the other person is the future boss lady.

Gong Chen glanced at Song Wanqiu's bill. In the past three months, the Song family had been eating and drinking here in his name without paying.

Although he didn't care about this little money, he was very dissatisfied with Song Wanqiu's recent behavior.

"Send the bill to Song's."

"Yes……"

Before the manager finished speaking, a splash was heard outside the window.

"What's going on? This is the administrative district. Who's there?"

As he was speaking, a wet and graceful figure slowly walked out from the edge of the pool.

The manager stared at the beauty under the moonlight with his eyes wide open.

"Turn around and close your eyes!"

At Gong Chen's order, the manager did not dare to hesitate at all. He quickly turned around and closed his eyes. Then he felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears and the office became quiet.

the other side.

Lin Zhiyi stood shivering in the wind. She hugged herself and looked around, and saw the sign for the front hall.

She pursed her lips and decided to rush out of Yiyuan.

As soon as I took a step, a familiar cold voice came from behind me.

"Just go out like this?"

Palace sinking.

Didn’t he go to see Song Wanqiu off?

Lin Zhiyi didn't want to get involved with him, so she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.

But after taking two steps, his body was pulled back and slammed into a warm chest.

The person behind her pulled open his open coat and wrapped her body in it.

All of a sudden, she and he were closer.

Lin Zhiyi struggled: "Uncle, let me remind you, this is a restaurant!"

"Ah."

Gong Chen responded slowly, as if he didn't care at all about being seen.

Lin Zhiyi frowned and reached out to grab his hand on her waist, but he leaned over, rested his chin on her shoulder, and slightly tilted his head so that his lips were almost touching her earlobe.

He breathed hotly and said in a low voice, "Do you want to stay here and be discovered, or come with me?"

Lin Zhiyi choked and gritted his teeth.

He always found a way to threaten her.

Seeing that she didn't resist, Gong Chen took off his windbreaker and wrapped it around her, then pulled her forward.

When Lin Zhiyi felt the different temperature, she realized that Gong Chen had actually taken her into a private wine cellar.

Bright, constant temperature, and romantic.

Several walls were lined with hand-made solid wood wine racks, filled with wines of various vintages, including the red wine that Song Wanqiu had prepared for the guests.

In the middle is a table and some chairs for wine tasting.

Perhaps this is the place where Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen sat and drank wine and talked about love.

This is the first time Lin Zhiyi has come here, whether in his previous life or this life.

Gong Chen never lets her step into his private area, as if he is afraid of dirtying it.

Before Lin Zhiyi had finished admiring the huge wine cellar, Gong Chen in front of him actually started taking off his clothes.

"Uncle! Why are you taking off your clothes?"