Surrogate wife every step of the way

Sun Mengjiao was not too far away from him, she walked in front, and after hearing Zhao Zifeng's order, her steps slowed down.

I wondered in my heart, why did he specially prepare a suit?
She subconsciously turned her head to look at Zhao Zifeng, and frowned slightly.

"Take the grandson." Zhao Zifeng caressed her waist without any trace, with neither light nor heavy force.

Sun Mengjiao didn't dare to delay here any longer, if the big Buddha behind got upset and messed around in front of everyone, how could she speak clearly.

"This is the guest room, Mr. Zhao should change clothes here." Sun Mengjiao took him to the door of the guest room, ready to stand there and wait for him.

Zhao Zifeng stopped walking, put one hand in his pocket, leaned slightly against the door, looked at Sun Mengjiao with deep and dark eyes, but refused to go in.

Sun Mengjiao raised her eyes and blinked, wondering what he meant by that tomorrow.

"Go in." Zhao Zifeng raised his chin and said to Sun Mengjiao in an orderly tone.

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly, and turned her head to look behind her. The members of Luo's family were all downstairs taking care of the guests, and now there was no one upstairs.

After a little hesitation, she took a deep breath and entered the guest room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered, Zhao Zifeng, who followed behind, grabbed her waist, leaned her against the wall, put her hands on both sides of her head, and kissed Sun Mengjiao's red lips forcefully.

"Are you still pretending?"

Before Sun Mengjiao could react, Zhao Zifeng bullied the city-grabbing i.

She blushed and tried to push Zhao Zifeng away, rationally reminding her that this was at Luo's house, if she was found out, it would be doomed.

"Zhao Zifeng!" Seeing that his chest was like an iron wall, Sun Mengjiao couldn't break free, she pressed her hands against his chest, keeping a distance, and could only shout in a low voice.

Zhao Zifeng moved away from her lips, his eyes were still a little confused, pinched her delicate jaw, and asked almost face to face: "Tell me, do you miss me?"

Sun Mengjiao bit her lip, but didn't say a word.

"Speak!" Zhao Zifeng suddenly raised his voice, and Sun Mengjiao quickly covered his mouth in fright, "Slow down!"

The movement just now was too big, and while Sun Mengjiao was struggling, the collar button of her dress came loose at some point, revealing the mark left by Luo Hao on her collarbone last night.

Zhao Zifeng's gaze moved down, fixed on Sun Mengjiao's collarbone, those deep eyes were instantly cold and terrifying.

Sun Mengjiao knew that he had seen it, and hurriedly blocked it with both hands, trying to buckle it up in a panic, but she couldn't buckle it up in a hurry.

Zhao Zifeng is not a teenage boy who has just started to fall in love. How could he not understand these imprints.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, squinted his eyes slightly, grabbed her hand, flung it to the sides, pulled off the dress and pulled it down. Except for the dense hickey on the collarbone, there were few other places.

"He touched you?" His eyes sank, his voice was cold.

Sun Mengjiao bit her lip, not knowing how to answer, she nodded, thinking of something, she shook her head again.

"I'm here for my aunt."

She said it, and regretted it again.

Why did she explain to Zhao Zifeng that she and Luo Hao are husband and wife, isn't it normal to do those things?

"Mr. Zhao, don't you care too much?" Sun Mengjiao lowered her head and tried to fasten the button that had been torn open.

Zhao Zifeng frowned, grabbed the back of her head directly, and kissed her angrily, as if to punish her.

Sun Mengjiao stretched out a hand to push him, but he threw her back directly, and her body was forced back against the wall. She couldn't move at all, and could only let him have whatever he wanted.

Sun Mengjiao was gradually losing strength from the kiss, her legs were completely limp, if Zhao Zifeng hadn't held her waist, she would have been limp on the ground.

Zhao Zifeng didn't seem to give up, and Sun Mengjiao went straight to attack, attacking all the places where Luo Hao left the mark before, and another round of new marks covered Sun Mengjiao's collarbone.

"Don't...don't touch..." Except for those few times, Sun Mengjiao has never enjoyed the two-person world with a man at all, and she is quite unfamiliar with these things, let alone being so teased by Zhao Zifeng, it is really hard for her to resist.

Seeing her limp in his arms, Zhao Zifeng had already covered those marks by him, he bit her delicate earlobe, and said softly: "Today, I brought a big gift to Luo Zhiguo."

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly, turned her head and asked, "What big gift?"

She didn't believe that a financial predator like Zhao Zifeng would be such a good person.

Dong dong dong, the door of the guest room was knocked.

Zhao Zifeng adjusted his suit and dress, smiled, "Secret, wait and see."

Sun Mengjiao packed her dress before opening the door. Seeing that it was his assistant handing over the dress, she reached out to grab it, closed the guest room door and asked, "Did you wet your clothes on purpose?"

"Smart." As Zhao Zifeng spoke, he changed into a dark gray suit.

It has to be said that Zhao Zifeng was born with a clothes hanger, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. Once he puts on the upper body, he naturally reveals a noble temperament in his gestures, which cannot be ignored.

He looked in the mirror and pulled down the cuffs of his suit. After tidying up, he glanced at Sun Mengjiao and left the guest room.

Sun Mengjiao frowned tightly, watching him leave, all her thoughts were on his words.

A big gift?
The cooperation between Hua Ze and Luo Zhiguo?
What kind of medicine is sold in his gourd?

A series of questions swirled in her mind, which made Sun Mengjiao, who was completely obsessed with these things, extremely uneasy.

The banquet begins.

Wang Wenshu stood under the stage and watched Luo Zhiguo give a speech on the stage. The servant trotted over, handed her the package in his hand, and whispered: "Ma'am, this is the courier I just received. There is no signature on it. I don't know who sent it."

"Okay, go get busy." Wang Wenshu frowned, looked at Luo Zhiguo on the stage, and walked towards the corner of the banquet with the package.

Xin Chuyi was standing next to Wang Wenshu, so she also saw this scene, and it was all in her plan.

She lowered her eyes and smiled triumphantly, the good show was about to begin.

Wang Wenshu opened the package while smiling in the stands, and saw that it was full of pictures of Sun Mengjiao and a strange man, the smile on her face immediately sank, and she was so angry that she wanted to slap Sun Mengjiao twice, and ask her if she still had No shame.

The woman above is undoubtedly Sun Mengjiao, she can do all kinds of poses, hugging and kissing other men, is this what a married woman should do?

And this man, she seemed to have something flashed in her mind, he seemed to be the boss of Huaze Company, what was his name.

"Dogs and men and women!" She yelled angrily, and threw the pile of photos in her hand back into the package.

Xin Chuyi looked at the time, walked over, and asked suspiciously, "Auntie, why do you look so angry? Who made you angry?"

Wang Wenshu was getting angry and blurted out: "Sun Mengjiao..."

She suddenly realized something, turned her head and glanced at Xin Chuyi, and said, "It's nothing."

She conveniently picked up the package and stuffed it into the box. After getting up, she kept staring at Sun Mengjiao who was standing beside Luo Hao.

Xin Chuyi smiled triumphantly.

"Thank you for coming to my birthday party today..." Luo Zhiguo kept standing on the stage and speaking.

Sun Mengjiao's mind was not on the stage at all, she kept staring at Zhao Zifeng, wondering what the big gift he was talking about was.

"Hey, what is this?" Suddenly a woman pointed at the screen behind Luo Zhiguo and shouted.

Luo Zhiguo frowned, stopped speaking, and turned to look at the screen behind him.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the content displayed on the screen.

It turned out to be a photo of a naked man and woman hugging each other, but it was very blurry, and it was hard to tell who the hero and heroine were in the video.

"Who are these two people?" Everyone at the banquet started discussing.

"Mr. Luo's birthday, how can you post such a photo?" A middle-aged man scolded with an ugly expression.

"Could it be that the protagonist of this photo is someone present?"

"Maybe, maybe it's related to the Luo family. I don't know if it's Luo Hao and his wife. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to see such an affair today."

Sun Mengjiao was so frightened that she almost couldn't hold the wine glass in her hand. She subconsciously looked at Xin Chuyi who was standing not far away.

She was also looking at the screen, and when she saw Sun Mengjiao looking over, she looked back with provocative and triumphant eyes.

Sun Mengjiao withdrew her gaze, clenched the red wine glass tightly in her hand, felt cold sweat bursting from her back, and did not dare to look at the photos on the screen at all.

"Mengjiao, who do you see in this photo?" Luo Hao asked curiously with sideways eyes.

Sun Mengjiao moved her mouth, and it took her a long time to hold back a sentence, "I...how do I know."

She had already fully heard the voices of the people around her, and could only listen to her own rapid heartbeat, feeling as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

When everyone was discussing the hero and heroine of this photo, Wang Wenshu suddenly rushed out, pushed aside the crowd and cursed at Sun Mengjiao: "Sun Mengjiao! You bitch, look at what you have done!"

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly, her face was defeated, she pursed her lips tightly, and said nothing.

Luo Hao blocked Wang Wenshu and reprimanded in a low voice: "Mom, today is Dad's birthday, don't mess around!"

He turned to look at Sun Mengjiao, "How could Mengjiao do such a thing?"

Wang Wenshu completely disregarded her image, pushed Luo Hao away, pointed at Sun Mengjiao and continued to curse: "Sun Mengjiao, our Luo family treats you well, right? You are fine, you have only been married for a few days, and you cheated on another man, no wonder I didn’t return home every day and night, so I was fooling around with men! If our Luo family didn’t take pity on you, you would have starved to death on the street with your father, how can you still stand here like a dog? ?”

Pushed by her, Sun Mengjiao staggered two steps back, barely holding on to the wall, and looked helplessly at the people around her.

But these people were just watching the fun, no one would care whether Sun Mengjiao was innocent or not.

And Luo Hao stood behind Wang Wenshu, looking at her suspiciously.

She lowered her eyes and chuckled, maybe Xin Chuyi got her wish.

"You shameless little whore, you can still laugh! Look! Does she have any shame? It really embarrasses our Luo family! Our family, Haohao, looks talented and has a good career. It's a crime to marry a bitch like you! It's a crime!"

Wang Wenshu couldn't get enough of the scolding, and planned to do it directly, but Xin Chuyi came up from behind and grabbed her, persuading her, "Auntie, don't be angry, it's because of her character, what does it have to do with you? "

Luo Hao stared at Sun Mengjiao and asked, "Mengjiao, tell me, is the woman in that photo you?"

What a sincere question.

"Am I important?" Sun Mengjiao met Luo Hao's eyes without fear, with a slight smile.

When Zhao Zifeng saw these photos, he remained calm, with his hands in his pockets, as if everything was in his plan.

He immediately called his assistant.

"It's time to give gifts."

Within a minute of the phone call, the still blurry photo on the screen behind was suddenly replaced by a video.

Everyone turned their attention to the screen again.

This time it's not a boring blurry photo, but a lively video of a man and a woman.

Even the voices inside could be heard clearly, and after the switch, the faces of the two people were clearly reflected on the screen.

"Isn't that Luo Hao? That woman doesn't seem to be his wife."