After the two left, Jiang Feng came out of the bathroom.

"Why did you go so long?" was already a little drunk, and was about to look for her, when he saw her come back, he asked.

Jiang Feng's gaze wandered around the hall and then fell on Zhang Ye, who had returned to his fiancée.

And Su Qing also went to Mr. Sun's side.

The two of them don't seem to have any intersection on the surface.

"It's nothing, it's just ...... Hear some gossip." Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

Shi Wei lowered his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his lips were smiling: "You still have this hobby?"

Jiang Feng took a sip of red wine: "Gossip about not knowing each other sounds meaningless, but if it is acquaintance, it is quite exciting to listen to it."

Shi Yan has always been indifferent to the affairs of others, but at this moment she is still a little aroused by her.

He also wanted to know what was interesting about the gossip that had made his family listen to it for so long.

But Jiang Feng didn't say anything after taking a deep look at him.

Shi Wei was stunned by her meaningful gaze: "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Jiang Feng glanced at him, "You're really going to take it on yourself." br>

That's Su Qing's business, what does it have to do with him.

Mr. Shi, who was glared at inexplicably, chuckled, and was about to speak, when Mr. Sun had already come to their table with Su Qing.

Coincidentally, Jiang Feng saw today's protagonist, Zhang Ye and his fiancée Song Jiamin also came together.

Several people got together, talking and laughing on the surface, harmonious and joyful, but in private there was a turbulent undertide, and any pair pulled out could arrange a wonderful eight-o'clock show.

Jiang Feng glanced at Song Jiamin, who was full of joy on his face.

Song Jiamin took the initiative to talk to her after seeing it, Song Jiamin heard about Meiqing Venture Capital for a long time, she was always pinched to death by his wife, she was curious about Jiang Feng for a day or two, and when she met her today, she wanted to ask her about the art of husbandry.

"Zhang Ye and I have known each other for a long time because of our family relationship, but it has only been these two years since we really got together." Song Jiamin asked her, "Mr. Shi is so good to you, do you have any way to get along?"

Soon after getting engaged, she was going to get married, and Song Jiamin was a little apprehensive about the new stage of her life.

Jiang Feng glanced at Zhang Ye, who was talking to Shi Yan and Mr. Sun, "...... There's no way to control a husband, a man wants to play, even if you are a psychologist, you can't stop him, if he wants to live a peaceful life with you, then even if the woman outside racks her brains, she can't pull him away."

Song Jiamin looked at her, "But, the latter is too few."

In this era, emotional loyalty has long become a rare luxury that can no longer be scarce, even if this should be the basis of everything.

Jiang Feng nodded, "So...... Whether a happy marriage is a matter of whether the person chooses is right or not."

The other thousand means, all the calculations, are useless.

The two talked for about ten minutes, and before leaving, Song Jiamin also deliberately added Jiang Hao's contact information.

This is the first person Song Jiamin took the initiative to add at the engagement banquet.

At the end of the show, Song Jiamin and Zhang Ye saw off the guests at the door.

The two look like talented women, and they are extraordinarily harmonious.

"Time is tight today, if I have time, I want to invite Sister Feng to a cup of coffee tomorrow." Song Jiamin said with a smile.

For Song Jiamin to approach so actively, Shi Yan glanced sideways at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Feng nodded.

On the way back, Shi Shi, who was sitting in the back seat, pulled his tie and asked Jiang Feng beside him in a low voice, "When did you get so close to Xinhua Shoes?"

Jiang Feng: "You say...... Song Jiamin?"

Shi Yan: "Hmm."

Jiang Feng glanced at him, "Madame never heard of it when she was diplomatic?"

Shi Yanjian's eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a joke in his deep eyes, "I've been taught."

He leaned lazily on Jiang Feng's body, and on this occasion, there were many of them

Have a few drinks.

Jiang Feng's fingers gently pressed his temples: "Uncomfortable?"

Shi Yan: "Hmm."

Jiang Feng: "Drink less in the future."

Shi always complained to her like a child: "This toast, that toast, you can't drink less."

He didn't really have much interest in this kind of socialization.

But when doing business, socializing is indispensable.

If he is always elected, he would rather spend time at home with his wife and children.

The neon lights outside the car window were bright, and the light projected in was bright and dim, dappled and dappled on the resolute face.

Jiang Feng gently massaged him, "Go back and drink some sobering soup."

Shi Yan: "Gone?"

Jiang Feng: "Huh?"

What else could there be?

He drank all the wine.

Shi tired: "I don't have the strength, go back and bathe me."

Jiang Feng glanced at the driver in front of him, glanced at him with disgust, and did not speak.

The driver watched his nose and nose and heart, and drove the car with full attention.

Shi Wei, who didn't get a response, pinched her fingers: "Okay?"

Jiang Feng: "I don't think there's anything wrong with you taking a bath."

Shi always used the strength of the wine to play tricks with her: "Not good."

Jiang Feng coughed lightly and motioned for him to stop.

But the man is so drunk that you cry, and he is always weak and unable to take care of himself at this moment, pestering her to help himself.

When he got out of the car, Jiang Feng couldn't help but say to him: "There are still people in the car, you don't want to lose face, don't you?"

Shi Wei leaned on her, "I have something to say to my wife, do I still need to carry someone?"

What's the difference between that and stealing?

Jiang Feng was too lazy to bother with him, opened the door, and the maid wanted to help when he saw this, but he waved his hand and asked her to help him back to the room.

Seeing this, the servant had no choice but to serve the decanting soup.

Shi Yi was lying on the bed, and he had to pull Jiang Feng into his arms.

Don't let her go.

Jiang Feng looked at him angrily: "You should drink less in the future."

When you're drunk, it's too clingy.

Shi Yan hugged her tightly, "Give me a bath."

The maid stood at the door with the decanting soup, "Mrs......"

Jiang Feng heard the movement and wanted to get up, but the man had no intention of letting go.

"I'll get you the decanter soup." She patted him lightly on the cheek.

Only then did he let go of his hand.

The sobering soup was fed to her lips by her own hands, and she was asked to take care of herself in the bath, but he had just entered the bathtub for less than two minutes before he dragged her in.

The man who was still drunk just now was in good spirits at the moment, "Take care of me for so long, I'll serve you."

Jiang Feng's body was wet, and he glared at him: "Aren't you drunk and walking around, can you still do it?"

Shi Yan's thin lips pressed against her lip flap, "Okay, just try it."

After the water in the bathtub spilled out, Shi always took the trouble to prove to her that he couldn't do it.

"There's no water." She was talking about the bathtub.

"You're lying again, there's a lot of water." He's talking about her.