In this regard, Yin Hu could only nod and agreed. As long as Luo Xiwei is willing to sleep with him, what else does he have to say, it's better than Luo Xiwei not accepting him at all.

"Did you figure it out?" The night was getting darker, and Yin Hu took advantage of the moonlight to open his mouth, he knew that Luo Xi was not sleeping.

Originally, Luo Xi, who looked outside the window again, turned his head slightly to look at the person next to him.

His eyes were like a pool of water, deep and beautiful, but she couldn't see through them.

Yin Hu treats her well, as if the two of them are a husband and wife with real feelings, but in fact it is not like this, but the two of them came together because of the baby in their wombs.

"Figure out what?"

"Figure out your marriage to me."

Luo Xi shook his head unabashedly.

"I did think a lot about how good you were to me today, such as the relationship between us, but I don't know how to describe it."

Yin Hu gave her a strange feeling, a sweet feeling with a bitter taste in it, which was a brand new feeling that Yin Zhengdu had never brought her.

She will be sad when she sees that Yin Hu has not gone home, she will be sad, she will not see Yin Zheng, and she will just be depressed for a while.

But...... Does this count as love?

She didn't want to understand.

"You can describe it however you want, I'll just listen to it." As if he had discovered something, Yin Hu suddenly became interested, and obediently leaned beside Luo Xiwei and looked at Luo Xiwei tightly.

Luo Xiwei suddenly closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "I'm sleepy, sleep." ”

Yin Hu's eyes dimmed, nodded, and closed his eyes quietly.

Maybe...... It's Luo Xiwei who hasn't prepared yet.

The two people who had just arrived in City A went back to the hotel that had been arranged to rest non-stop.

Song He, who gave up the work in the studio, naturally wanted to relax, and he had to stand aside for any work or something.

"Wife, I'm a little tired." Yin Zheng was beside Song He, looking at Song He with blank eyes.

Song He smiled helplessly, but still got up very docilely and sat behind Yin Zheng, pinching Yin Zheng's shoulders lightly.

"Is that okay?"

"It's still my wife who treats me well." Yin Zheng is naturally satisfied, and he is very satisfied.

For Yin Zheng, who was cheap and well-behaved, Song He just quietly helped Yin Zheng massage, and didn't say anything, she was also tired for a day and didn't want to talk very much.

"Wake up early tomorrow and I'll take you to an evening party." Yin Zheng opened his mouth.

If it weren't for the surprise of Song He, he wouldn't have taken Song He to City A, the man was waiting for him.

Actually, he didn't really want to introduce Song He to that person.

Song He nodded, and after pinching Yin Zheng, he fell asleep on the bed, and the corner of a pillow was still pinched in the palm of her hand.

If you dare to wake me up, I'll beat you to death.

Looking at Song He lying on the bed, Yin Zheng's smile became more and more gentle.

The two of them rested in the hotel all day and didn't do anything.

By the time Song He woke up, Yin Zheng was gone.

"Madam, the president is already waiting for you downstairs." Chen Che looked at Song He, who pushed the door and looked for Yin Zheng, and said.

As Yin Zheng's personal secretary, of course, she has to follow at any time.

"You're all right, right?" As soon as Song He saw Chen Che, he remembered the bad things that happened in the alley a few days ago.

Chen Che shook his head and straightened his back: "No problem." ”

Seeing that Chen Che looked extremely serious about his work, Song He didn't know what to say for a while, so he changed his dress, changed into a light makeup, and went downstairs.

The hotel's Presidential Suite has two floors, the first floor is the living room, kitchen and meeting room, and the second floor is the lounge.

Yin Zheng, who had already been prepared, was watching TV in the living room, holding a document in his hand, looking leisurely.

Seeing Song He, the temperament of the whole person changed suddenly, and he hugged Song He tightly in his arms and dropped a kiss on Song He's cheek.

"I want to get something to eat before I go."

After all, the party is a party, and she can't eat too much, otherwise she will lose her courtesy, but she is hungry now, if she doesn't eat something to the bottom, she may not wait until the party is over, she will already be peach.

"Okay, Chen Che, go get some food." Yin Zheng smiled and looked at Song He dotingly.

Chen Che, who received the order, quickly bought the things back, and the porridge he bought was still the porridge that Song He liked to eat.

"Ah Che, come and sit down and talk to me for a while." Song He pointed to the sofa opposite him, and continued to stuff a mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

Chen Che first looked at Yin Zheng's face, and after seeing Yin Zheng nodding, he dared to sit down opposite Song He.

"Madame, just ask."

Song He glared at Yin Zheng unceremoniously: "You go back to your room to watch TV, I want to have some private conversations with Ah Che." ”

As long as Yin Zheng is there, Chen Che is very serious and businesslike, and there is no human touch at all.

It's still at the beach, it's good to go shopping, Chen Che at that time was at least really temperamental, what to say.

Yin Zheng, who was lying down and was also shot, looked at Song He helplessly, but he still obediently took his things upstairs.

It just so happened that he also went up to change his clothes.

All of a sudden, there were only two people left in the living room, Song He and Chen Che.

"Is your mindset really adjusted?"

Chen Che smiled and nodded hurriedly: "It's really good, don't worry too much, I'm not injured, and I don't have much emotion." ”

Indeed, Yin Zheng was not there, and she spoke freely.

But...... She really felt a lot more relaxed, and those little thugs didn't affect her at all.

After all, she has been imprisoned and re-educated, and no matter how dissatisfied she is, she can be considered relaxed, so why hold on to the past, this is not her style.

Looking at Chen Che's relaxed appearance, Song He was relieved.

"Has Lu Feng looked for you?"

Hearing this familiar name, Chen Che quickly shook his head.

"No, it didn't bother me all this time."

"Actually, I think it......" Song He thought deeply and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chen Che at once.

"Madam, you must be careful at tonight's party, the host of the party is not a good person."

Song He was slightly stunned: "Let's talk carefully." ”

Chen Che frowned tightly as if he remembered something: "Nanhe, he is not a good person, he has connections in both black and white, and there is a company under it that can be comparable to the Yin Group, in short, madam, you better be careful." ”

If she wasn't afraid that Song He would talk about the matter with Lu Feng again, she wouldn't want to tell Nanhe about it.

After all...... Yin Zheng reminded him that he couldn't tell Song He about this dangerous man.

"Nanhe?" Hearing the name, Song He instinctively frowned.

Why do you always feel a little familiar with this name......

Chen Che nodded, with a serious expression.

"Yes, I can't find too specific information, this time, he suddenly returned to China and held a party, and the special invitation was the president."

"He is familiar with Yin Zheng?" Song He frowned tightly, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Chen Che shook his head: "It's not very clear, I haven't been in contact with any Nanhe since the day I followed the president, and I only found out about it some time ago." ”

This Nanhe has an unknown origin, and suddenly appeared in front of the public, still with a strong background, no one dares to underestimate it, for fear that one will accidentally lose his life.

"Then why did Yin Zheng come to this party?" Song He raised his eyes suspiciously and looked at the closed door on the second floor.

Since you don't know each other, it's good to just refuse, anyway, it's not a friend, and you don't know each other, isn't it good to live your own life?

Speaking of this, Chen Che's face also changed: "I don't know about this, Madam should ask the president in a while." ”

Time was quietly, and Song He had already gotten into the car.

Looking at Song He's bare shoulders, Yin Zheng took off his blazer and put it on Song He's shoulders.

"Wife, you are definitely the focus of the party tonight."

Song He raised his eyes and looked at the excellent man beside him, but his heart was mixed.

"Do you know Nanhe?"

Yin Zheng was stunned: "How do you know this name?" ”

"You don't have to worry about it, I know I want to ask you, do you know Nanhe?"

"As your wife, I have the right to know."

Yin Zheng smiled, hugged Song He into his arms, and his low voice was extraordinarily gentle: "I know, but I don't have a deep friendship, he used to be my classmate overseas." ”

The classmates are not fake, but the friendship is not deep......

At the beginning, he and Nanhe were both overseas students, and both of them knew a girl, and they fought for a girl, but then they didn't know each other, and their girlfriends didn't succeed, but they became good friends.

Later, when he heard that Nanhe suddenly got married, he disappeared, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

When Nanhe suddenly invited him some time ago, he was still a little surprised, but Nanhe took the initiative to call him, saying that he had a lot of words to say to him, so he came.

The two people who are about to meet soon, but they both have their own identities, and they are no longer as simple as before.

Song He responded lightly, leaning against the window, looking at the scenery that kept passing by outside the window, but his heart was empty.

"What do you think?" Yin Zheng smiled helplessly, and tightened the blazer on Song He's body, for fear that Song He would catch a cold.

Song He shook his head and gently leaned into Yin Zheng's embrace.

"No, my mind is blank."

I just hope that today's delusion is just her delusion.

She always felt that this party was a little ......

Yin Zheng lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Song He's cheek, and the magnetic voice drilled into Song He's ears, which was particularly sultry.

"Don't be nervous, we're just going to have a glass of wine, and we'll be back politely, and we won't stay long."

Song He nodded obediently, leaned into Yin Zheng's arms and slowly closed his eyes.