Surrogate wife every step of the way

Sun Mengjiao's chest was stuffy, her nose was sore, she pursed her red lips as she looked in the direction of the door.

There were still sticky oil stains on her hands, but she didn't care to clean it up, and sat back on the chair with a "snap".

The dishes on the table were still warm, and the smell of him still lingered in the air, which had not completely dissipated.

But people have already left.

Sun Mengjiao's heart was empty, as if a gap had been opened, and the frenzy of loneliness kept pouring in.

It took an hour of being in a daze before I adjusted my mood and cleaned up the completely cold food.

When she woke up the next morning, Sun Mengjiao's eyes were red and swollen, her eyes were black and blue, and she looked very haggard.

She hurriedly applied several layers of base makeup to slightly cover the redness and bruises.

After going to the company, she put down her bag and habitually glanced at the office.

Zhao Zifeng was still not there, she pressed the phone screen, the time was just in time for work, he used to come half an hour earlier, but now he didn't show up for a long time.

The assistant yawned and walked past Sun Mengjiao, holding a large stack of documents in his hand, thinking that it was the work assigned by Mr. Zhao.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, are you here this morning?"

Sun Mengjiao stopped the assistant and asked a question casually.

The assistant yawned halfway, opened his mouth in a daze, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, it's been a few days since I said that, and I don't know if Mr. Zhao went out to have a good time, and forgot about us!"

As she was talking, she suddenly remembered that there had been some inexplicable scandals between Sun Mengjiao and Zhao Zifeng. Of course, it was only limited to a few people's mouths, and it was not definite.

The assistant teased in a low voice: "Are you looking for Mr. Zhao? Don't you have his phone number?"

Sun Mengjiao smiled awkwardly, "No, just ask casually, I have some matters at hand, and I still need him to make up my mind!"

The assistant dubiously took the documents and went to copy them.

Sun Mengjiao sighed, feeling like a resentful woman in a boudoir now, moaning and moaning at every turn, the most important thing is that at home and in the company, she actually only paid attention to him the whole time.

This is not self-sacrifice what is it?
She shook her head and put aside those complicated matters for the time being. As Mr. Li said, public and private needs should be distinguished. She walked to the Secretary-General's position and said, "Secretary-General, do you have any tasks?"

Seeing that she was very diligent and serious in doing things, the secretary-general was very satisfied, and thought in his heart that the people taught by President Li really had a good vision from her.

At noon, Sun Mengjiao didn't do much work at hand, so she stretched herself and went to the staff canteen.

When she passed a table with a plate, the people at that table seemed to look at her with sympathy. Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly, looked suspiciously, and found a spacious empty seat to eat.

Just when she was halfway through eating, two women came behind her and got together to chat about gossip.

"Have you heard? Mr. Zhao hasn't come to the company recently, he is busy dating Liang Yishu!"

"What? Is what you said true? The two of them? No way?"

"Why not, the newspapers have published it, so there is still a fake? If it is fake, why didn't Mr. Zhao clarify it? It is also said that they are already getting married and planning the wedding!"

……

They talked one after another, completely oblivious to the pale-faced Sun Mengjiao sitting behind them.

Her hand holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and the ends of the chopsticks were hanging in the air, and it took a long time to pick up the food.

Does Zhao Zifeng have a girlfriend?

And getting married?
She was kept in the dark and knew nothing.

She sneered, thinking to herself, thanks to her being a fool, cooking for him was all wishful thinking in the end.

The little girl at the front desk was sitting on Sun Mengjiao's right, two seats away from her, and what those people said just now naturally fell into her ears.

She looked at Sun Mengjiao and saw that her face was frighteningly pale, so she quickly moved two steps, sat beside her, and comforted her, "Actually, it's just a rumor, do you believe it? Boss Zhao is going to get married such an explosive news, if It was really exposed by the media a long time ago..."

Sun Mengjiao came back to her senses, and pretended to be calm to pick up vegetables for dinner, with a concealed smile on her face, "It's okay, what does this have to do with me?"

"Are you all right?"

The little girl at the front desk looked at Sun Mengjiao and thought she was smiling so awkwardly!

"It's okay, I'm done eating, please slow down."

The little girl at the front desk saw that her plate moved a little bit, and she probably didn't have enough to eat, so she poured it out and left.

"Hey, asking what love is in the world, it's a promise of life and death!"

She couldn't help sighing, and when she started eating, she only felt that the emotional affairs in the company during this period of time were unpredictable.

Sun Mengjiao returned to the office and sat in a daze.

The assistant went earlier than Sun Mengjiao, but came back later. Seeing Sun Mengjiao sitting still and absent-minded, she asked concerned, "Did you go to eat? Mengjiao."

Sun Mengjiao stared at a certain place on the computer screen, but her mind was full of what those people in the staff cafeteria said just now.

The assistant talked to her, but she didn't hear it at all.

The assistant frowned, raised his palm and shook it in front of her, "Mengjiao?"

Only then did Sun Mengjiao come back to her senses, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I'm just going to ask what's wrong with you! What are you thinking about? So engrossed?"

The assistant chewed the cucumber in his hand and asked casually.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he pointed at her and said, "Oh, Mengjiao, have you heard the rumor they said today?"

Sun Mengjiao didn't want anyone to find out what was going on in her heart. She took the document and lowered her head, "I still have a document that I haven't finished. I have to hand it over to the secretary-general soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the assistant pursed his mouth in disappointment, feeling that his heart of gossip was instantly extinguished.

As soon as the assistant left, there were fewer noisy voices around, and everything became quiet.

She was really not in the mood, she was out of shape all afternoon.

Originally, he could distinguish between public and private, devote himself wholeheartedly to his work, and work hard, but the rumor about Zhao Zifeng turned his mood upside down.

"asshole!"

Sun Mengjiao packed her things and was about to leave work. She looked at the empty office and cursed angrily.

The assistant was walking to Sun Mengjiao's side, she was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Who is the bastard? Me?"

"No, you heard it wrong."

Sun Mengjiao explained awkwardly.

The assistant handed the contract in his hand to Sun Mengjiao, flattering him, "Mengjiao, I'm going on a date later! Can you give me this contract?"

Sun Mengjiao didn't care, anyway, she was also a loner, she went back and faced the huge empty house alone, so she simply took it over, "Okay, let's go on a good date, which hotel should I send this contract to?"

"Excellence Hotel." The assistant happily hugged Sun Mengjiao, "You are the best! Treat you to dinner tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands goodbye and reminded: "Go now, or you will be finished if you are late."

Sun Mengjiao made an OK gesture to her.

Sun Mengjiao flipped through a few pages of the contract case. It was a big case, and it cost tens of millions.

Theoretically, she can still understand these things, but this matter is not her business. After packing up, she took the contract and went to the Excelle Hotel.

"Tsk tsk, the grades are really different."

Sun Mengjiao couldn't help sighing as she looked at the hotel with a luxurious appearance.

"Hello, where is private room 1203?"

She stopped a waiter who was rushing to the private room and asked.

The waiter raised his finger and pointed to the right, and said politely: "Go straight to the right, and you will arrive at the corner."

Sun Mengjiao glanced to the far right, "Thank you."

She looked for it according to the waiter's instructions, turned a corner, and it turned out that it was a private room number starting with 12.

"1201, 1202..."

She looked up and counted them one by one until she reached the door of room number 1203.

The door was closed, she stood outside holding the contract, hesitated and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Sun Mengjiao was slightly displeased when she heard a rough male voice coming from inside, as if it disturbed his pleasure.

"Send the contract."

Seeing that they didn't open the door immediately, Sun Mengjiao knocked again and explained why they came.

After she finished speaking, she thought about it again. At that time, her colleague told her that it was 1203 of Hyatt Hotel, so she should not remember it wrong.

I was wondering if I had heard it wrong, and I was about to call my colleague again to ask for clarification, but the door opened from the inside.

Sun Mengjiao was taken aback, and quickly repeated politely: "Hi, I'm here to deliver the contract."

It was a woman who opened the door, with heavy makeup and very revealing clothes, a strapless top and a pair of hip-length shorts, which seemed awkward no matter how you looked at it.

She stood frivolously at the door, looked at Sun Mengjiao, yelled at the back, and said loudly: "Here comes a beautiful woman. I don't know if she is here to give a contract or someone else!"

Where she was standing blocked her view, making it impossible for her to see who was inside, let alone send the contract in.

There were several men's booing voices coming out from behind, including the rough voice asking who was it just now, and the slightly thinner sharp male voice...

There are even women's laughter.

Sun Mengjiao didn't understand the situation, she could faintly hear the frivolous tone in her words, as if she was teasing her, she frowned slightly, a little displeased, "Please step aside, I'm just here to deliver the contract."

The woman at the door was about to speak to make things difficult for her, when she heard a deep and familiar voice coming out of the private room.

"Let her in."

When Sun Mengjiao heard this voice, her mind went blank. Why is he here?
The woman at the door was just pretending to be a tiger, relying on her beauty to coax the other people to let her temperament make a fuss, but Zhao Zifeng is not such an easy-going person.

She took two steps back to the side, and the masochistic expression on her face disappeared, not daring to say a word.

Seeing the woman at the door step aside, Sun Mengjiao held the contract in her hand tightly and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, the first thing that caught his eye was Zhao Zifeng who was sitting facing the door, his deep eyes were staring at her without blinking.

Being looked at by Zhao Zifeng in public, she was a little nervous, but she kept her composure, looked away, and glanced at the men next to him with unclear eyes.

It's very strange, and there is no familiar face, but it can be seen that they are all dressed in suits, and they are probably talking about cooperation.

"What about the contract?"

Zhao Zifeng's voice was deep and mellow, the same as usual, but it seemed to sound more indifferent and alienated, which also interrupted several men's scrutiny of Sun Mengjiao.

Sun Mengjiao walked over, sat beside Zhao Zifeng, and handed him the contract.

Zhao Zifeng didn't even look at the contract, he turned his head and said coldly, "Go back."

"Hey, I said Mr. Zhao, you are too mean, aren't you?"

The man with the rough voice had one big eye and a small one, and the big one was slightly raised, forming a twisted ball on his forehead.

Sun Mengjiao frowned slightly, and her buttocks that had just moved fell down calmly. No matter how she heard it, it seemed that these words were aimed at her and Zhao Zifeng.

"Yeah, Mr. Ming said it all, then we can't let her go so easily, Mr. Zhao, what do you think?"

The elegant man with glasses sitting next to the man with rough ore voice flattered him.

Zhao Zifeng's deep and deep black eyes, in this brightly lit room, looked like a wolf with its sharp edge hidden.