Surrogate wife every step of the way

He still didn't forget to back away in panic, and even fell to the ground, together with the quilt.

After falling to the ground, Sun Mengjiao quickly got up again and rushed to the bathroom.

How could she be in Zhao Zifeng's room, and they were still sleeping together, could it be that she was sleepwalking last night and went there by herself?
"Sun Mengjiao, are you so short of a man? You actually sleepwalked onto Zhao Zifeng's mattress and slept with him all night. Are you so impatient? Your heartbeat is still so fast, your face is still so red, it's over!" Sun Mengjiao subconsciously scratched her hair, and said upset.

"Baby, what were you doing there so early in the morning?" Zhao Zifeng was woken up by Sun Mengjiao's big movements, and after hearing the random thoughts from the bathroom, he got out of bed and walked over, leaning on the door rail, and walked towards her. asked curiously.

"Well, why am I on your mattress?" Sun Mengjiao asked suspiciously after hearing Zhao Zifeng's voice.

"How do I know you? When I woke up, you were already there." Zhao Zifeng said without knowing anything.

This made Sun Mengjiao's expression even more terrifying: "Could it be that I really sleepwalked there by myself?"

"Well, it's true that you came here by yourself." Zhao Zifeng began to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

"I didn't do anything strange to you last night, did I?" Sun Mengjiao asked worriedly, wishing she could slap herself a few times.

He agreed not to go with Zhao Zifeng, and then walked away domineeringly, but he came to attack him in the middle of the night, which was really a quick slap in the face.

"You have done what you should do." Zhao Zifeng continued the routine.

It's over, as expected, she did such shameless things to Zhao Zifeng in her sleep, she was simply inhuman.

"Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you!" Sun Mengjiao thought for a while, then said to Zhao Zifeng like this.

"Okay." Zhao Zifeng said with a smile on his face.

"Zhao Zifeng, why did you answer so frankly? You really didn't lie to me?" Sun Mengjiao began to doubt.

"It's a puppy who lied to you." Zhao Zifeng said calmly.

"Hmph! If I find out that you lied to me, you will be my favorite." Sun Mengjiao clenched her fists and threatened Zhao Zifeng.

"Do you still need the bathroom?" Zhao Zifeng changed the subject, not wanting to continue this topic.

"Mr. Zhao said it was too dirty, so he already threw it away. I'm afraid it will be taken away by the garbage truck, and I can't find it anymore. I don't know what the young lady is doing with that sheet?" Aunt Wang became more curious.

"It's nothing, just asking casually." Sun Mengjiao said listlessly, her eyes dimmed.

Then he walked out alone, feeling a little lost.

Could it be that this was the first time, and it happened without feeling it?

The more Sun Mengjiao tried to recall what happened last night, but she couldn't remember anything, so she could only sit on the swing, swinging, thinking about things.

Sun Mengjiao, if it doesn't happen, it will happen, so try to face it.

Anyway, Zhao Zifeng is your husband, and it's normal for you to fulfill your husband and wife obligations. What's so sad about it?
As if she had figured it out, Sun Mengjiao didn't continue to dwell on this matter, instead she walked in directly, just in time to bump into Zhao Zifeng who was going downstairs.

"Mengjiao, why don't you change your clothes and just run outside, what if you catch a cold?" Zhao Zifeng saw that she was wearing such thin clothes, so he ran out, and said worriedly.

"I'm in very good health, how can I be so fragile?" Sun Mengjiao gave Zhao Zifeng a supercilious look, and walked straight up.

Zhao Zifeng froze in place, thinking: Could it be that he stepped on Sun Mengjiao's tail, played too much, and made her angry?

Sun Mengjiao changed her clothes and came down again, but instead of going to eat breakfast, she left with her bag.

Zhao Zifeng asked curiously: "Baby, where are you going with the bag early in the morning, why don't you come over for breakfast?"

"Oh, I'm in a bad mood and I don't have an appetite. You can eat slowly by yourself. I'll go play with Mengmeng first." Sun Mengjiao made an excuse casually.

The fact is that she asked for a few days off. She was really embarrassed, so she had to rush to work in the bar today.

After Zhao Zifeng chased it out, he found that Sun Mengjiao's figure had already disappeared here, and there was no one at all.

It seems that he played too much this time and made her angry, so she didn't eat breakfast, so she ran away from him quickly.

So, one morning, Zhao Zifeng didn't want to go to work, and finally couldn't help but asked Special Assistant Li: "If your wife is angry, what method will you use to coax her?"

"My wife is never angry with me." Li Tezhu replied truthfully.

"I'm talking about hypotheses." Zhao Zifeng couldn't stand Li Tezhu showing off his wife and said.

"That should be solved by candlelight dinner, flowers and so on." Li Tezhu guessed.

The male and female protagonists in TV dramas all operate in this way, and he thinks it should be suitable for Zhao Zifeng.

"Well, go and book a western restaurant for me, make a candlelight dinner, and prepare a bouquet of flowers. Remember to clean up all the guests in it. I want to reserve the place." Zhao Zifeng ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao, my subordinates will do it immediately." Assistant Li said respectfully, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the plot of the TV series that his wife usually chatted with him would come in handy at a critical moment, and Zhao Zifeng adopted it, which is really lucky.

After Zhao Zifeng ordered Assistant Li, he sent Sun Mengjiao a WeChat message: Let's have dinner here tonight.

I also sent a positioning message by the way, thinking: Mengjiao should be happy now, right?
But Sun Mengjiao spent the whole morning in the bar disguised as a man, and even turned her phone to silent, so she didn't see Zhao Zifeng's WeChat message at all.

Just after she finished her work and was about to go to lunch, she suddenly heard a loud noise from a certain bar box, which scared Sun Mengjiao half to death.

What happened? Was it a riot?
Sun Mengjiao felt that she shouldn't meddle in other people's business, and when she was about to run away, she heard a familiar voice from inside.

Strange, this is not Chen Zheming's voice, could it be him who was beaten?

Thinking of this, Sun Mengjiao felt that she couldn't leave her to die, so she walked over quickly, opened the gap in the box door, and saw a mess inside, Chen Zheming was besieged by several men.

Seeing that Chen Zheming was covered in blood, Sun Mengjiao was very worried, but she was no match for those men, so she thought of a way.

Taking the opportunity to turn on the alarm sound of the mobile phone, and shouted inside: "Run, the police are coming!"

"Fuck, the police are here, who called the police?"

"You are lucky today, don't let me meet you next time, or I will beat you every time I see you!"

"Withdraw, spoil the fun, go to the nightclub to play!"

After that, those men left in a mighty manner, not daring to stay here anymore, after all, they didn't want to be arrested by the police.

After those men left, Sun Mengjiao quickly walked over and asked him worriedly, "Sir, are you okay?"

She is currently wearing a men's clothing, so naturally she cannot recognize Chen Zheming, so as not to reveal her identity.

"You go, the police are here, I can't implicate you." Chen Zheming said this sentence with difficulty, and said to Sun Mengjiao.

"Where are the policemen, I lied to them." Sun Mengjiao brought the phone in front of Chen Zheming, and played the police ringtone for him to listen to.

"What's your name? I didn't expect you to be so smart. You thought of such a way to drive them away." Chen Zheming said gratefully, obviously interested in the man in front of him.

"My name is Yi Shuihan, and I'm just a little clever in self-preservation, which makes my husband laugh." Sun Mengjiao said a little embarrassed.

In terms of cleverness, others are naturally not as good as her, but in front of Chen Zheming, she has always been modest and rarely is so narcissistic.

"Being able to drive away those people is not ordinary wit. How can you laugh at me? My name is Chen Zheming, and we will be friends from now on." Chen Zheming smiled with difficulty.

"Of course I don't dare to be a friend. The husband is so seriously injured. I'll call 120 for you and send you to the hospital." Sun Mengjiao said worriedly.

Seeing that he seemed to be seriously injured, I don't know what he offended those men, why did they beat him like this?

"It's okay, it's not serious. You don't need to go to the hospital. Why don't you call a car for me and take me home." Chen Zheming struggled to get up from the sofa, and wanted to go outside, but he didn't. After a few steps, his eyes darkened, and he passed out directly.

After a while, an ambulance arrived in a hurry. Doctors and nurses walked in, lifted the unconscious Chen Zheming up on a shelf, and walked towards the ambulance.

Sun Mengjiao was really worried that he was alone, so she followed, got into the ambulance together, and drove to the nearest hospital.

Chen Zheming was sent to the emergency room for emergency treatment. Sun Mengjiao stood guard outside the door alone. When she was sitting in a chair, she realized that she was in a hurry and forgot to bring her mobile phone and bag when she came out.

But she didn't know what was going on with Chen Zheming, so she had to stay at the door and wait for him to be rescued to make sure everything was safe before she could leave.

One afternoon, Zhao Zifeng checked his phone several times, but he didn't see Sun Mengjiao replying to his WeChat.

Is it possible that you are really angry and don't even reply to WeChat?

It seems that he played a little too much this time. He stepped on Sun Mengjiao's tail and made her angry. He must explain it to her tonight and apologize.

After Zhao Zifeng finished his work, he left the office, took the president's special elevator to the underground parking lot, and drove to the western restaurant Li Tezhu had reserved.

A Rolls Royce Phantom was parked at the entrance of the western restaurant, Zhao Zifeng got out of the luxury car, put one hand in his pocket, and walked in coolly.

At the entrance of the western restaurant, there were staff members in formal clothes standing on both sides. When they saw Zhao Zifeng's appearance, they bent down collectively and shouted to him in unison: "Hello, Mr. Zhao!"

"Is everything ready?" Zhao Zifeng looked at the manager of the western restaurant coldly and asked in a flat tone.

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry, it's been prepared according to your instructions, and we'll wait for you and your wife to go in for dinner." The manager of the western restaurant bent slightly and said with a flattering smile.

"Very good!" Zhao Zifeng left this sentence, stepped on the leather shoes, walked in with a blank face, and walked to the western table they had ordered.

Zhao Zifeng walked over, and the waiter had already opened the chair tactfully, let Zhao Zifeng sit down, and prepared candles, flowers, tableware, etc., and placed them on the dining table.

Finally, the waiter poured Zhao Zifeng a glass of 82-year-old Lafite, and asked him respectfully, "Mr. Zhao, are you ready for dinner?"

"Wait, my wife hasn't come yet." Zhao Zifeng frowned and said in a cold tone.

"Okay, then Mr. Zhao will call us again if necessary."

After speaking, the waiter left wisely, and Hou stood aside, waiting for Zhao Zifeng's call at any time.

Zhao Zifeng straightened his body, sat there gracefully, picked up the phone with his slender fingers, made a call to Aunt Wang, and asked in a low voice, "Has the young mistress returned home?"

"Mr. Zhao, Young Mistress went out for a day and hasn't come back yet." Aunt Wang truthfully reported.

"Okay, got it." After Zhao Zifeng hung up the phone, doubts flashed in his eyes.

After going out for a day, he didn't reply to his messages or phone calls. Did he really run to Feng Mengmeng's place to hide for a day?

So, after thinking about it, he sent another WeChat message to Sun Mengjiao: Are you there yet?Do you want me to pick you up?