Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

With his hands suddenly empty, Song Guanting, who had been pushed aside, was speechless.

They were just laughing and chatting a moment ago, how could they change their expressions so suddenly? No wonder they say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.

“Your wife seems angry. See, I told you, even though the Meng family is holding a trap, today is still your sister-in-law's birthday. She's bound to be unhappy that you didn't arrive right away.”

"Hurry home and coax her. Girls can be coaxed with any bag. If one isn't enough, just buy the whole store. You can go out every day with a different bag. Money is the least of your worries."

Mo Ziheng boldly offered him advice, but Song Guanting gave him a cold glare.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Furthermore, does a married man like him need Mo Ziheng, a single man, to instruct him on how to please his wife?

After saying that, without giving Mo Ziheng a chance to speak again, Song Guanting opened the car door and got in.

Mo Ziheng also wanted to hitch a ride, and his hand was already on the handlebars when Song Guanting simply closed the car door.

"drive."

The driver stepped on the gas and sped off.

Mo Ziheng, caught off guard and suddenly filled with car exhaust fumes: "..."

Song Guanting, you son of a bitch!

When Meng Tang saw Song Guanting get into the car and sit next to her, she shifted her position to the side, showing that she didn't want to sit with him.

"Why isn't the busy CEO Song heading back to the company? What are you doing getting in the car with me?"

Song Guanting's deep gaze fell on his young wife, noticing that her cheeks were puffed out like a pufferfish, practically screaming "I'm very unhappy" on her face.

"Are you angry? Is it because you asked for too few shares?"

Song Guanting didn't feel at all that Meng Tang's anger was directed at him; with a strange way of thinking, he blamed it all on the Meng family.

He then instructed the driver, "Turn around and go back to sign the contract."

Meng Tang was almost laughing in exasperation at him. "No way! Song Guanting, you're such a pig-brain!"

Then he said to the driver, "Keep driving forward."

driver:"……"

Can you two, when you're flirting, please don't involve innocent working people?

For the first time, President Song was being verbally abused to his face: "..."

"Is it to anger the Meng family? Don't worry, even if Meng Deqian is given an entry ticket, the Brilliant Department Store project is still not something he can secure."

Song Guanting's tone softened noticeably, carrying an unconscious gentleness that sounded like he was coaxing someone.

The driver listened with trepidation. Was this kind of trade secret something he, a working-class person, could just overhear?

"I'm not interested in your business dealings."

Meng Tang stubbornly turned her face away.

What kind of brain does that idiot have? He doesn't even know what she's angry about. He's so stupid!

She refuses to talk to idiots!

Song Guanting frowned, as if he were dealing with a thorny project worth hundreds of billions.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and saw Song Guanting frowning; he was terrified.

We're doomed! President Song is angry. You should know that the consequences of angering President Song are extremely dire; being completely disgraced is the least of your worries!

Won't Mrs. Song throw her out of the car on the spot?

Just as the driver was wondering if Meng Tang was doomed, he saw Song Guanting hand him a cell phone.

"Don't want to look at the photos anymore?"

What photo?

Meng Tang instinctively looked down and found that the photo on her phone was of her going on stage.

No woman can resist photoshopping her own picture.

Meng Tang resisted for less than two seconds before being overcome with shame and taking the phone.

"Did you take all of these photos?"

Meng Tang's finger slid down, and Song Guanting gave a faint "hmm".

At the time, she just made up an excuse, only wanting to bring Song Guanting over and put pressure on Meng Deqian.

Unexpectedly, Song Guanting took her casual remark seriously and not only took photos of her, but also took quite a few.

Did you not use a beauty filter when you took the picture?

Song Guanting said calmly, "The original picture looks better."

Meng Tang suddenly looked up, teasing him with a sly gaze: "Are you complimenting my looks?"

"My wife is naturally the most beautiful."

A sudden, unexpected love confession, like Cupid's arrow, pierced Meng Tang's heart.

Unexpectedly, most of the time, this dog of a man is clueless about romance, but when he suddenly becomes perceptive, he can be quite irresistible.

"You know the stuff."

Meng Tang, who was being coaxed into a happy mood, did not realize that if she had a tail at this moment, her fluffy tail would probably be wagging wildly.

Suddenly, Meng Tang noticed unread messages.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be her own phone, and the person who sent her the message was Li Su.

Looking at the time of the message, she should have been speaking on stage at that time, while Song Guanting was holding her phone.

In other words, Song Guanting most likely saw this message!

Even more problematic was the fact that the message mentioned the British football club, "The British Empire Club." What if Song Guanting knew what that club did...?

Meng Tang felt a cool sensation on her neck.

"You... didn't go through my phone except to take pictures, did you?"

Before Song Guanting could speak, Meng Tang launched into a tirade: "Let me tell you, even though we're husband and wife, you can't go through my phone without my permission. That's an invasion of my privacy!"

"My phone is full of work messages from my colleagues. Those are trade secrets. If someone sees them and they get leaked, it could cause a huge problem!"

Meng Tang did a remarkable job of turning the tide, attributing the message to work-related news.

Whether Song Guanting believed it or not, she would never admit it!

Song Guanting remained calm. "What work news?"

Meng Tang wondered, could it be that Song Guanting didn't see it?

Indeed, if Song Guanting had actually seen it, given that dog of a man's domineering and possessive nature, he would probably have already questioned her.

He appeared completely at ease, seemingly unaware of what Meng Tang had said.

Meng Tang glanced guiltily out the window and then realized, "This doesn't seem to be the way back to Yunding Huafu?"

"I'm not going home tonight."

Not going home? Then where to go?

"You're going on a business trip? You should have said so earlier. Just drop me off on the side of the road, I need to go back to the company..."

Before Meng Tang could finish speaking, the car stopped.

Song Guanting got out of the car first, and then extended a long, slender, jade-like hand towards Meng Tang.

"Mrs. Song, please."

Every time Song Guanting addressed Meng Tang in this way, it carried a flirtatious tone.

Meng Tang sensed that the other person had something on their mind, and with some skepticism, she placed her hand in his palm.

When I got off the bus, I realized it was the Rose Hotel.

Rose Hotel is a well-known couples' hotel in Jiangcheng, especially known for its luxurious penthouse suites.

The price of the room reached 88,000 yuan per night, which netizens jokingly said was equivalent to a year's salary for a working-class person, which was outrageously extravagant.

Upon seeing the hotel, Meng Tang's heart raced, and a guess began to form in her mind.

But she was still a little hesitant to believe it, so she lowered her voice considerably.

"Why...did you bring me here?"