Surrogate wife every step of the way

"Didn't expect that? I'll bring you to the bar!" Mr. Li brought Sun Mengjiao to a booth.

Sun Mengjiao found a seat at random and sat down. She was a little surprised. She looked at the crazy people around and said, "Mr. Li has a lot of things to do every day. I really didn't expect that he would come to the bar to hang out."

She knows Mr. Li better than anyone else, and almost all of her time is given to the company, where there is no free time to go out for entertainment.

That was a luxury for her.

Mr. Li dug out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, threw it on the round table, took out one, lit it deftly, and took a puff.

The smoke immediately spread around Mr. Li.

"I really rarely come to bars, either for work or maybe for drinking." She called the waiter and ordered several bottles of wine.

She laughed almost self-deprecatingly, "Did you never see me smoking a cigarette?"

Seeing Sun Mengjiao's gaze resting on the cigarette in her hand, she lowered her eyes and smiled lightly.

Those flickering lights fell on their deck from time to time, and also shone on Mr. Li's face, dimming and brightening for a while.

This was the first time Sun Mengjiao realized that this always shrewd and capable President Li would also have such troublesome scenes.

And she can't seem to find anyone to confide in, she has been suppressed in her heart, and has nowhere to vent.

"President Li, do you have something on your mind?" Sun Mengjiao's sharp mind may have something to do with her low self-esteem since she was a child.

When I was young, other people's family went to school and went to work happily, enjoying family fun together.

But after school, she had to go to the hospital to accompany her father.

Even though Luo Zhiguo's family later took in their father and daughter, she still felt that she was an outsider, unable to integrate into their lives at all.

Or maybe they didn't see her as part of the family either.

Otherwise, Wang Wenshu wouldn't treat her like this.

Mr. Li stopped smoking for a while, and didn't answer Sun Mengjiao's words directly. The waiter just brought the wine and opened the cap. Mr. Li grabbed a bottle and started pouring wine into the glass in front of him.

"What's on your mind? I'm just here for a drink today." She filled a glass and said with a smile.

Sun Mengjiao doesn't like drinking very much, except that she had made a fuss over Luo Hao's matter at the beginning, it's ridiculous to think about it now.

She also poured a full glass for Sun Mengjiao, without saying a word, put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, and straight up drank it down.

"President Li, you drink too much!" Sun Mengjiao felt a little violent when she saw her drinking.

It's not like she forced a smile on her face, nothing happened.

But it must be pressing something, and it is not easy to tell her.

She picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass, holding the wine glass, staring at the liquid in it, and said, "You have to drink this wine like this, the cold and spicy feeling slips down from your throat, as if you can forget many things, without So much bondage!"

Sun Mengjiao looked at her worriedly, but she didn't rush to ask questions. She took a sip of the wine, felt the spicy taste, and said with emotion: "It's really spicy."

It was the first time for Sun Mengjiao to drink this wine, and it had a higher concentration than the one she had in the bar before.

Just as Sun Mengjiao took a sip of the time, Mr. Li drank another glass, one after another, and soon two bottles were emptied.

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly. Looking at Mr. Li who was drinking hard, she knew that she was in a bad mood and wanted to drink away her worries.

She knows that a person's mood is extremely depressed, maybe drinking some wine can really relieve it temporarily.

She didn't dare to persuade any more.

"Mengjiao, why are you here?" A familiar and delicate voice sounded from behind Sun Mengjiao.

Sun Mengjiao turned her head and saw that it was the girl she helped at the nightclub last time, she smiled and said, "Yes, Xiao Min, what a coincidence, you're here too?"

She was still dressed like a little concubine, which had nothing to do with the dignity at the banquet.

Xiao Min walked two steps, went to sit next to Sun Mengjiao, and saw that Mr. Li was not restrained at all, but greeted him very familiarly, "Mr. Li, I heard that you want to go to court recently?"

Judging by the tone, the two of them knew each other.

Mr. Li just glanced at Xiao Min lightly just now, and continued to drink his own wine. When she said this, Mr. Li stopped drinking, raised his eyes and stared, and raised his head to drink another glass.

He didn't intend to talk to Xiao Min at all.

Sun Mengjiao was even more surprised, pulled Xiao Min, and asked in a low voice: "What lawsuit?"

Mr. Li didn't disclose any news about this matter, even if he accompanied her to drink, she didn't say a word.

Xiao Min approached Sun Mengjiao, covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered in her ear: "She and her husband's divorce lawsuit."

This surprised Sun Mengjiao, who did not expect such a capable Boss Li to be so similar to her experience.

If she glanced meaningfully at Mr. Li, who was drinking by himself, she suddenly realized.

"Why don't you persuade Boss Li?" Sun Mengjiao was afraid that she would drink too much, seeing that Xiaomin and Boss Li seemed to have a good relationship, she offered to suggest.

Xiao Min pursed her lips and shrugged, "I can't help you!"

These two people are still discussing who should go up to persuade them. Mr. Li ignored the two of them, put down his wine glass, left from the booth, walked to the middle of the dance floor, shook his hair, and danced to his heart's content.

Sun Mengjiao's eyes fell on Mr. Li, and she felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Xiao Min withdrew her gaze, poured herself a glass of wine, sighed and said, "Maybe President Li is too strong as a strong woman in her career. She is busy with work every day and her husband is cheating. She has always been a very strong person. I don't want to tell anyone about it, but now we only know because she and her husband are going to file for divorce."

In Xiao Min's sigh, there was deep helplessness and pity.

Sun Mengjiao also sighed, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Xiao Min's wine glass, and said with emotion: "Women are just hard to do, strong women, housewives, if you practice eighteen martial arts, maybe men won't cheat. But what do we need men for?"

After chatting with Sun Mengjiao for a few words, Xiao Min left with her friends.

Mr. Li got down from the dance floor and drank two more bottles of wine in a row, and didn't stop until he was so drunk that his head lay on the table.

Seeing her lying on the table, Sun Mengjiao patted her arm lightly, "Mr. Li? Mr. Li?"

She yelled twice, but there was no response, only she mumbled, "One more cup..."

Knowing that she was drunk, Sun Mengjiao quickly helped her out of the bar.

She helped Mr. Li into the car, put him in the back seat, got into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and turned to ask, "Mr. Li, where is your home? I'll take you home."

After Mr. Li hummed twice, there was no sound.

Sun Mengjiao continued to ask patiently, "Mr. Li, where do you live?"

Mr. Li half-opened his eyes, looked up at Sun Mengjiao, and said with a smirk, "Grey Hotel Room 1602."

hotel?

After Sun Mengjiao was a little surprised, she stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Gray Hotel.

At the entrance of Gray Hotel, her first grandson helped Mr. Li upstairs, opened the door of room 1602, helped her onto the bed, and helped her take off her shoes.

"Mengjiao, thank you!" Although President Li was very drunk, he could still feel Sun Mengjiao helping her take off her shoes in a daze, so he thanked him gratefully.

Sun Mengjiao covered Mr. Li with the quilt, and looked around at the furnishings in the hotel.

This is a high-end hotel suite with complete equipment, and Mr. Li's personal items are placed everywhere. It seems that she is not staying here temporarily.

From the fact that the hotel waiter downstairs was able to call Mr. Li, it can be seen that she is a frequent visitor here, and she should have lived here for a while.

"Mr. Li?" Sun Mengjiao called out tentatively, but Mr. Li didn't respond.

She sighed and wanted to say something, but held back again.

She went out, closed the door for her, and left Gray Hotel.

The car was driving on Sun Shang, the neon lights were bright, but his heart was gray.

Even if a capable person like Mr. Li can make money and support his family, he still cannot escape the fate of being cheated and divorced.

As for her and Luo Hao, they didn't even have a beginning, and it ended in such a humiliating way.

Women sometimes live too tired to have any meaning at all.

When she arrived at Zhao's villa, she raised her wrist to check the time, and it was almost early morning.

It seems that Mr. Li was sent back just now, and it was delayed for nearly an hour.

She pushed open the door, opened the door at the entrance, and was about to change her shoes and go up the stairs.

Unexpectedly, when he just stepped up the stairs with one foot, he saw a cluster of red sparks shining in the dark.

On the sofa in the hall, the lights were off, but the red color was particularly eye-catching.

He hasn't slept yet?

Sun Mengjiao frowned lightly and muttered inwardly.

"Where did you go?" Zhao Zifeng asked in a low voice.

Sun Mengjiao put her foot down, turned around, and walked towards the sofa, "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

When she walked in, she realized that Zhao Zifeng's face was dark, his jaw was tense, a cigarette was dangling from his mouth, and those deep black eyes were looking at her through the curling smoke.

Even hidden in the dark and illuminated by the dim light, his chiseled face is more three-dimensional.

Just now when Sun Mengjiao came over, with a gust of wind, the smell of wine drifted into Zhao Zifeng's nostrils.

His face became darker, as if the whole body was surrounded by low pressure, which was so cold that it made people freeze into ice.

With a sharp voice and strong anger, he asked again: "Where have you been?"

Zhao Zifeng put one hand on his knee, took the cigarette butt from his mouth with the other hand, and put it out in the ashtray. Before Sun Mengjiao could explain, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, turned over, Completely overwhelm her on the sofa.

"Ah!" Sun Mengjiao was caught off guard, startled by his actions, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The closer she got, the stronger the smell of alcohol on her body became.

Zhao Zifeng pursed his thin lips tightly, raised her hands to the top of her head and pressed them firmly, as if the words popped out from between his teeth, "Who did you go drinking with?"

"Mr. Li." Sun Mengjiao was afraid that he would do something unusual, so she blurted out quickly.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhao Zifeng's complexion immediately improved a little.

Sun Mengjiao took the opportunity to ask: "Is Mr. Li going to file a divorce lawsuit with her husband?"

With a straight face, Zhao Zifeng let go of Sun Mengjiao in an instant, and said in an indifferent voice, "Don't mind your own business."

Sun Mengjiao retorted unwillingly: "Li is always my boss, she is in a bad mood, I just care about it, why do you call me nosy?"

She got up from the sofa, still seeing Zhao Zifeng's reluctance to talk, went straight upstairs.

[-]. Mr. Li entered the office with a sore body, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, shaking his head to relieve his discomfort.

Sun Mengjiao watched Mr. Li enter the office all the time, and saw that although she was so drunk yesterday, she came to work today as if nothing had happened, and went to work on time. She had to admire Mr. Li for being serious about work.

But no matter how well she pretended, she still couldn't cover up her fatigue today after being drunk yesterday.

She got up and went to the rest room to make a cup of sober tea.

Before Mr. Li sat down, he received a call from Zhao Zifeng.

"Mr. Zhao, is there a project?" Mr. Li asked habitually.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Zifeng's voice was still indifferent, "Do you need to help you with the divorce?"

Mr. Li frowned, and directly refused: "No need!"

After a short pause, Zhao Zifeng said: "Well, if you have something to say, the company can help you."

Mr. Li chuckled, "Thank you Mr. Zhao for your kindness. I appreciate it, but I want to settle my own private affairs."