Although Bai Manjun returned to China, she rarely showed her face in public, and this was the first time she appeared in so many people, and most of them were business people.

Many people were discussing her, and after seeing He Huan, the eyes of everyone in the audience were on the two of them.

Yan Ting also noticed it, so he asked Song Ziming: "Why did you call He Huan over?" ”

"If my guess is correct, it must have been brought by Tang Cheng."

"Everybody's talking about it, you put your old and new love together just to make a choice tonight in front of everyone." Yan Ting is also very gossipy.

Song Ziming glanced at him: "What choice do I need to show them?" Besides, my new and old loves are all white mangyun, and there is nothing to choose. Then he muttered in a low voice: "I want to choose, but people ignore me." ”

No one believes it, but the woman Song Ziming has a crush on, and some people don't buy it.

A group of employees of the Song family were discussing, "That Bai Manyun is really happy, not to mention the catastrophe, Mr. Song has always been thinking about her." Then He Huan is also as beautiful as a flower, and he will discard it when he says it. ”

"That's it! How good our Song is! I feel that his appearance is the least worthwhile advantage on him. ”

"I said that He Huan is also pitiful, I thought that I had been with Mr. Song for so many years and could successfully ascend to the position, but ah, as soon as Bai Manyun came back, she was kicked away."

"Hey, don't say it." When they saw He Huan beside them, they hurriedly reminded.

He Huan had a smile on her face, as if she hadn't heard it, but her steps gradually accelerated, she was so angry that she vomited in the bathroom.

Her face was pale, and she felt that something was wrong at the moment, she had been throwing up like this for a while, at first she thought it was a bad stomach, she hadn't eaten anything today, she hadn't drunk a drop of wine, and where to start?

As if thinking of something, she carefully calculated the time of her menstruation and postponed it for more than two weeks.

She hurriedly ran out, anyway, no one paid attention to her, she went to the pharmacy next to her and bought a pregnancy test, what morning urine can be checked, she didn't care, just find a public toilet and test.

Seeing the results shown above, she wanted to die, "Damn! Song Mingxin! ”

She didn't necessarily have to do this tonight, but if this happened, she had to complete it, otherwise she and Song Ziming would be impossible.

After she made up her mind, she hurried back to the dynasty, the first thing was to open the room, she settled down, found a young waiter at random, handed him the wine, pointed at Song Ziming and said, "Can you help me bring this wine to Mr. Song?" Give him this note again, it's a tip. ”

As long as the money is in place, what can't be done? The waiter should get off and carry the wine to find Song Ziming.

He took the wine and looked at the words on the note, what was written: Qi Jun is in room 8439 on the ninth floor of the Imperial Dynasty. He asked the waiter, "Is the person who delivered the note a woman?" ”

"Yes, he's a very beautiful person, but his face doesn't look very good." He said it truthfully.

He sneered, didn't say anything, and put the note in his pocket, "Got it, thank you." ”

He called Du Ke, "What about Song Mingxin?" ”

"Minister Song is entertaining over there, Mr. Song, do you have something to do with him?"

He thought for a moment, "No, you take me over and give me a glass of wine over there." The waiter handed him the wine, which he placed in his left hand and marked it in his heart.

Song Mingxin was greeting and chatting happily with the people in the mall, and when those people saw Song Ziming coming, they immediately put all their attention on him. Anyone with a discerning eye knows who is in charge of the Song family.

was held to the sky before, and was smashed to the ground all of a sudden, no one could accept this gap, Song Mingxin's face was ugly.

"Brother, why don't you have any wine in your hands? Come, I just carried an extra cup, this is for you, and we will salute you together. No matter how reluctant he was in his heart, Song Ziming said this, and he could only continue.

Song Ziming said again: "Everyone, you don't know how much help my brother has given me in the company, he is really condescending to be a minister, I think my position is his." Therefore, if you don't give my brother face, you just don't give me face. He put a high hat on Song Mingxin in a circle, and let him drink the wine willingly.

"Mr. Song said this, the Song family also relied on you two brothers to sit at this point. Come, let's all salute you two brothers, dry it out! ”

These people are quite good, even if they look down on Song Mingxin again, they will do enough superficial work.

Seeing that Song Mingxin's wine was gone, Song Ziming was relieved, Du Ke had been following him, and he whispered: "Song Mingxin should not be able to hold it for a while, you look at him and take him to Room 8439 on the ninth floor of the Imperial Dynasty." ”

Not asking the boss why he wants to do something is one of the great virtues of Doucle.

Song Ziming then looked for Manyun's shadow, but saw her and Zhou Zeyu talking, and Lin Qiyu was not around. Ziming's face was gloomy and he strode towards them.

Someone in Saitama pulled her to talk and went out. When Manyun was sitting here alone, Zhou Zeyu came to talk to her.

At the beginning, a large part of his injuries were due to Manyun, and later I learned that his recovery was not particularly good, and there was still blood congestion in his brain, but fortunately, there was no impact on his life at present.

"Manyun, you...... Do you remember me? He heard Lu Ting say that Manyun forgot a lot of things, so he asked.

Manyun smiled, "My memory has recovered a lot, and I basically remember everything from before." ”

She spoke to him so softly, he was still a little uncomfortable, "It's good to recover." How have you been doing all these years? ”

"Where there will be absolute good and bad in life, it is just a mixed bag. What about you? I've heard that you're running your company very well. "Greetings, it's all about these innocuous words.

Zhou Zeyu had a strange feeling in his heart, he seemed to Manyun to really degenerate into a friend's mentality, "No, it's just fooling." By the way, didn't Lu Ting come with you today? ”

"No, there's something going on at her beauty salon, so she can't come." What happened between them was unclear, and she didn't feel embarrassed when she mentioned Lu Ting.

As she spoke, Manyun's mobile phone was accidentally pushed off the ground by her, and she hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Zhou Zeyu saw that the skirt she was wearing was inconvenient, "Come on, your clothes are not very moving, you can sit well." ”

was preempted by the other hand: "Mr. Zhou, you are still as considerate as ever." ”

It was Song Ziming, his face was expressionless, and he was a little sarcastic.

Manyun is most unaccustomed to his virtue, not to mention Zhou Zeyu, he probably forgot how he let Bai Fengxing go to prison smoothly.

"Zeyu, let's go over there and say okay, lest some people talk with guns and sticks." Manyun took the phone from his hand, it was considered a grab, the action was not very gentle, and then took the lead in passing him away.

In the past, Zhou Zeyu would have been ecstatic, but now, he felt much calmer, and there was not even a little wave. In politeness, he still followed, and instructed Ziming: "If you have any secrets, it's best to tell Manyun as soon as possible, you don't care, some people do." ”

Song Ziming misunderstood what he meant, the person he was worried about was Lin Zhihua, but Ziming understood that he was showing off his might, and said angrily: "She has no one else in her heart, no matter how much other people worry about it, it is useless." ”

He was a bit bragging, he wasn't sure if Manyun had him in his heart, but in front of the "rival in love", he couldn't lose anything and lose his aura.

But Zhou Zeyu left as if he hadn't heard it.

At this time, Du Ke called Ziming again and said: "I don't think Minister Song is in the right state, but it doesn't look like he is drunk, Mr. Song, will there be anything strange?" ”

"It's no wonder, the glass of wine he drank was drugged." He said lightly.

"What!?" Du Ke was surprised, "Mr. Song, no matter how uncomfortable you are Minister Song, you can't ......"

"Idiot! It wasn't me, the glass of wine was handed to me by someone else, and I'm not sure if it was drugged, but now it seems to be true. He said thoughtfully, "You continue to guard him, and when he is unconscious, you send him to room 8439." By the way, remember to call him Mr. Song, don't say anything else when you enter the door except for calling him. ”

He had long seen that He Huan and Song Mingxin were eyebrow-to-eye, and these two always thought he was blind. Song Mingxin is a lustful person, and Xia Yu before is an example; As for He Huan, she is the best at planning for herself, she has been in and out of Song Mingxin's apartment a few times, and Song Ziming knows it.

Since they were all like this, he simply fulfilled them. Thinking so, he changed his card and edited the information and sent it to several newspaper reporters, "Tomorrow at five o'clock, room 4839 on the ninth floor of the Imperial Dynasty, there is big news, and it was silent before." ”

He glanced at the time, it was already 1:30, and there were still a few hours. After walking a few steps, he saw the back of Bai Manyun and Zhou Zeyu chatting, and couldn't help but be angry, he wanted to send He Huan this trouble as soon as possible, and he had to free up his hands to deal with his rival, he was tired to death.

On Du Ke's side, Song Mingxin was almost irrigated, a little fluctuating, and ran to the toilet to vomit, Du Ke hurriedly followed up, helped him and said, "Mr. Song, slow down, I'll take you to rest." ”

"Haha...... That's right, it's to ...... Uh~ Call me, call me Mr. Song, fucking all day...... All are, Minister! Ugly! He spoke with movements, just a few simple words, and he was stunned for a long time.

Doucle managed to get him into the elevator, he thought he was home, and he kept undressing in the heat. "I've been ...... for a long time Hot...... The heat died. ”

Du Ke hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Song, it's coming soon, right away." ”

Fifty meters away, like walking for a long time, Duke half dragged and half dragged, and it took a lot of effort to get to the door of 4839. I wanted to knock on the door, but I didn't expect the door to open as soon as I pushed it.

He instantly understood that there was someone inside, and it could be a woman. He couldn't help admiring Song Ziming's calculations, "Mr. Song, slow down, slow down, it's time to live." Mr. Song is not over there, go here. ”

Du Ke didn't dare to send him in, so he only said, "Mr. Song, here, go quickly." ”

With that, he quickly closed the door and left very weakly. He finished his business and wanted to report to Song Ziming, but where did his boss have the heart to answer the phone now? Chase after the man.