Located in the center of A, the bustling hotel grade is definitely among the top ten in the country, and it is in this high-end hotel that is receiving the guests of the party and is about to stage a unique dinner.

The waiter at the door was dressed in a black suit, and his meticulous appearance was particularly eye-catching.

The people who came to the party were all celebrities or successful people in the business world, holding their female companions, or laughing or teasing.

After verifying the invitation list, the waiter respectfully invited the people attending the banquet to enter.

Yin Zheng got out of the car first, then stretched out his hand, waiting for a person to come, such a gentlemanly enough move made the people around him stunned.

No one knows Yin Zheng's name, but he has never seen anyone who can get such treatment as Yin Zheng, just like an attendant.

A hand like white jade fell into Yin Zheng's hand, and the slender arm made people choke on it. Song He slowly came to the car with his skirt in his other hand. A golden dress perfectly presents her figure, even if she gives birth to a child, her figure is still a star in the entertainment industry.

Yin Zheng's smiling eyes were filled with deep tenderness, and even the waiter at the door was stunned. The door of the banquet slowly opened like a golden light in front of everyone.

With such a high-profile appearance, Song He suddenly became the focus of the audience.

Sensing this warm gaze, Song He just smiled and looked at Yin Zheng beside him, with a unique charm in his smile.

There are not a few people who come to say hello at Yin Zheng's party, but when Song He appears so openly, there are not many people. What's more, this is not G City, and few people know about Song He.

"Mr. Yin, long time no see." A man with a big belly walked up to Yin Zheng's side, symbolically wanting to touch a wine glass with Yin Zheng, but found that Yin Zheng had no wine in his hand at all.

"Look at the ...... of this service. Who is that person, don't hurry up and give Mr. Yin that glass of wine! ”

Yin Zheng's eyes had already settled, his cold gaze was a little evil, and he looked at the man in front of him calmly, but the first glass of wine he got was handed to Song He beside him, which provoked the man with a puzzled and ambiguous face.

"Who is this?"

Song He's mouth always had a shallow smile on the corner, but this smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"My wife, Song He."

"Wife, this is the famous Mr. Chen."

Song He politely stretched out his hand and shook hands with Mr. Chen: "I have admired the name for a long time." ”

Chen Lai still looked confused: "Mrs. Yin is really beautiful, she has been admired for a long time." ”

He was the first group of people to enter the party hall, but those who came late were saying that Yin Zheng had a beautiful beauty by his side.

can think that no matter how beautiful it is, it is just a vase, if you have a little friendship with Yin Zheng, it may not be that Yin Zheng will give away the beauty. As a result, I didn't expect it to be Mrs. Zheng's husband to join in the fun.

Nan and this party can be real and more interesting

"Mr. Yin has been busy all this time, and he has never played with us anymore." Chen Lai looked at Yin Zheng complainingly, but his eyes kept glancing at Song He's body.

Since ancient times, it has been said that gentlemen love beauties, and now people are not different, and now a great beauty is standing in front of him, not looking at nothing.

But who knows, the big beauty in front of her is still the mother who has just given birth to a child every few months?

Yin Zheng frowned, and his cold gaze fell on Chen Lai's body, just like an ice cellar. Stretched out his hand and gently took Song He beside him, and then protected Song He into his arms, and without saying a word, he took Song He to sit on the rest sofa next to him.

Chen Lai, who was bored with himself, broke his tongue, but still left obediently.

Who makes Yin Zheng mess up better than him, whether you want to deal with him or not, it's just a matter of mood.

The people next to him who were still trying to come up and talk to Yin Zheng couldn't stop their steps, staying where they were and looking at Chen Lai's jokes.

"Why, the beauty didn't get it?"

People who are a little famous in the business world know that Chen Lai's company has opened quite well, and he barely got into the hall of the industry bigwigs. is that the style is relatively poor, and the outstanding point is that I like women, especially beautiful women, and there are countless women around me.

is such a lustful man, but he is like a fish in water in the business world, and his ability should not be underestimated.

Chen Lai drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp and spat out another mouthful of phlegm.

"That woman is Yin Zheng's wife, a guy who can only speak cool words, can you try it?" hasn't been skinned by Yin Zheng yet!

He just glanced at it twice, and Yin Zheng was like a calf protector, damn!

As soon as these words came out, some people who were originally joking were stunned.

"When did Yin Zheng get married?"

Chen Lai glared: "If I knew, would I still go up and tease other people's wives?" He was afraid that it would be too late to give gifts, and he was almost killed by Yin Zheng's eyes.

Everyone could only silently take another look at the beautiful dusty figure in the corner, and then dispersed.

Just kidding, who would dare to go to Xiao Xiang Yin Zheng's woman, I'm afraid that I want to find death.

Song Hele was eating her own desserts, and the desserts in the party were not bad, which was more in line with her taste.

"Wife, don't dress so prettyly next time......"

"Look at the eyes of these dogs around me, I really want to gouge out their eyes and kick them as a ball!" Yin Zheng spoke sourly.

Song He carelessly didn't take Yin Zheng's words to heart at all.

"Isn't that what I do when I'm at home?"

"But you're really good-looking today." In the end, Yin Zheng actually looked at Song He with a blank eye.

If such a grievance and pitiful look is seen by others, it will not be frightened. The unruly President Yin turned out to be like this in front of his wife.

"Okay, listen to you." Song He smiled brightly, like a rose blooming in May, particularly beautiful.

The dessert in my hand has just been eaten, and the party has just begun.

The host standing on the stage still said the old-fashioned opening remarks, and the arrival of the host of the banquet represented the real beginning of the party.

I saw a man standing in the center of the stage, like a god.

He was so handsome in a dark suit, and even had an appearance comparable to Yin Zheng, his meticulous words, and his unique voice instantly captured the hearts of the women present.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face, Song He was stunned for a moment.

She seemed to have seen this face somewhere......

"Woman, you are the one who has a husband!" Yin Zheng suddenly moved in front of Song He, blocking Song He's sight, and swore his dissatisfaction in a low voice.

Song He, who was originally frowning, suddenly laughed.

"He's not as good-looking as you." It just feels familiar, but I can't remember it.

"It's not as good as me, and you just watched it so seriously!" Yin Zheng glared at Song He dissatisfied.

Song Hele rubbed the angry handsome face in front of him: "I think it's novel, no one in this world looks better than you, I promise!" ”

"It's better to be like that." Yin Zheng raised his chin proudly.

Song He smiled helplessly.

The high-ranking President Yin said in front of her who was more handsome, which was funny when she thought about it, but the original nervous mood was also a lot easier.

"That person on the stage is Nanhe?"

Yin Zheng suddenly regained his cold appearance and nodded leisurely.

Nan and he haven't seen each other for a long time, and this goodbye is still a reunion for several years.

Nanhe standing on the stage is like a god, with a special charm in every word, which makes people unable to take their eyes off. It's obviously a man, but I feel that he is better looking than a woman.

Until the end of Nanhe's speech, many people still indulged in Nanhe's speech and did not relax.

Song He sat quietly beside Yin Zheng, the wine glass in his hand was shaking slightly, and the red wine was also shaking, just like a person's heart.

Yin Zheng didn't seem to have any intention of going to Nanhe at all, and kept sitting next to Song Hehe, accompanying Song He to talk about some happy things that happened in the company.

A few minutes later, the god-like man standing on the stage came over.

"Ah Zheng, long time no see." The corners of Nanhe's mouth were smiling with a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Yin Zheng stood up and touched the glass with Nanhe, and the two men drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp.

"Nanhe, you kid, you're getting more and more handsome, look at the eyes of the beauties in this hall, I can't wait to rush towards you."

Nanhe smiled, but his eyes fell on Song He's body, and the extension of the shimmer was sizzling profound.

"Don't make fun of me, I'm just a better bastard."

"Who is this?"

"My wife, Song He."

Song He stood up, shook Nanhe's hand politely, felt the cold temperature on Nanhe's hand, and the whole person shook one by one, as if he had touched something bad, and immediately withdrew his hand.

His head hurt, and a little vague memory invaded Song He's head.

Yin Zheng looked at Song He, who was squatting on the ground, covering his head vigorously, in astonishment: "What's wrong?" "Isn't it okay when you go out?"

Song He, whose eyes were ruddy, was held by Yin Zheng, and when he touched Nanhe's gaze, he instantly retracted it.

"It's okay, it's just that I suddenly feel a little unwell and want to go to the bathroom." With that, he broke away from Yin Zheng's embrace and walked towards the bathroom.

Yin Zheng, who was originally worried, still didn't ask Song He about the matter, after all, there was still someone in front of him who wanted him to deal with.

Song He embarrassedly held a handful of water on her face, and the cold touch made her sober up a little in an instant.

The man...... She really seems to know ......

However, the memory is too vague to see clearly...... But she assured that the man she really knew.

No, she has always lived in the Song family and rarely goes out, how could she know such a number one person, and why did her previous memory not have any information about this person at all?