Surrogate wife every step of the way

"Drink quickly, don't drink, you know the consequences."

Zhao Zifeng took a tissue to wipe his sticky hands, leaned back lazily, and looked at her quietly.

No emotion could be seen in the deep and deep black eyes.

Sun Mengjiao frowned lightly, wondering, did he find out?But with such a good cup of coffee in front of you, how can you tell that it has mustard added?
Liangliang also felt that the current situation was a bit strange, what kind of riddle was going on between these two people?

She asked suspiciously, "Zifeng, what's wrong?"

Zhao Zifeng picked up the cup of coffee in front of her, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, and took a sip with the corner of her mouth curled up.

"fine."

Sun Mengjiao was still standing there without moving. If she was not sure that Zhao Zifeng saw it just now, then his actions now are telling her that he knows everything like the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Zhao, if this cup of coffee is not to your liking, I'll make another cup."

Sun Mengjiao tried to get away with it, but after she got out, everything was easy.

Zhao Zifeng put down the coffee cup slowly, and after touching the tea table, there was a slight collision sound.

Mixed with his voice, "Drink now."

Sun Mengjiao knew that she couldn't avoid it, so she picked up his coffee cup, and as if mustering up a lot of courage, she closed her eyes tightly and gulped it down.

But before she took two sips, she coughed so hard that her face turned red and she couldn't speak.

"Cough cough..."

She put down the coffee cup, held on to the armrest of the sofa and coughed unceasingly, the choking smell rushed straight to her nose, which made her shed tears.

There was an expected smile on the corner of Zhao Zifeng's mouth, and there seemed to be a touch of tenderness in his dark eyes.

Only then did Liangliang realize that the assistant had added something to the coffee cup.

She found it funny and interesting, so she couldn't help but look at her more, and pretended to be concerned: "Beauty, are you okay?"

Sun Mengjiao made an ugly face, but she couldn't speak, she could only lower her head and cough while waving her hands, "It's okay, it's okay."

Seeing her embarrassed look, Liang Liang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"So, Zifeng, you like strong coffee!"

Sun Mengjiao became more and more embarrassed. She wanted to cure Zhao Zifeng's irritability, but she didn't expect him to be so vigilant and implicated herself in it.

"I don't like heavy flavors, I like yours."

Caught off guard, Zhao Zifeng actually moved closer to Liangliang and started talking sweetly.

Liangliang's body froze, her eyebrows turned, she glanced at Sun Mengjiao next to her, she curled her lips into a chuckle, "I hate it."

In this way, Sun Mengjiao became intimate again as if no one was there, swallowed her cough, coughed with her mouth closed, her face was flushed with swelling, she lowered her head and quickly packed the coffee cup, and left the office without saying a word.

If she stayed any longer, she would probably vomit blood with anger.

Liangliang watched the door close, and then laughed so unscrupulously that she lay on the sofa unable to get up.

"Cousin, you will have to suffer from it in the future. I think this girl is very cute. She is not as serious as she looks on the surface. I guess she can't bear you for her ingenious pranks."

Zhao Zifeng gracefully picked up the tissue and wiped the coffee stains from the corner of his mouth, "Smile again, the wrinkles should appear."

These words were very enlightening, Liangliang immediately stopped laughing, pinched the corners of her eyes with her hands, and retorted: "I am so young, how can I have wrinkles?"

Zhao Zifeng glanced at her, "Then continue."

Liangliang couldn't help but rolled her eyes, her cousin is no serious financial predator, he is clearly a black-bellied wolfhound.

Sun Mengjiao ran out of the office and threw the two coffee cups into the sink angrily. The pungent mustard taste was still in her mouth, so she let go and coughed loudly.

His eyes were red with coughing, and tears gradually fell.

"Are you a dummy!"

She slapped herself and cursed angrily.

Angry and helpless, she slowly squatted down, hugged her knees, frowned, and stared at a certain part of the door.

In her mind, she pretended not to be working or living all day long, but Zhao Zifeng who killed a thousand swords.

It was all his figure, swaying in his mind non-stop.

When I woke up in the morning, I thought about whether he was at home. I met him in the company, and when I saw him with other women, I was so angry that I was going crazy. When I got home, I thought he would go back, but I was still alone facing the empty space. House of.

How did she live like this?
Sun Mengjiao closed her eyes, those images flashed one by one like a movie, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

Could it be that she really fell in love with Zhao Zifeng?

In addition to that agreement, she really had a lot of emotions for him beyond imagination.

For example, when she sees Zhao Zifeng talking and laughing with other women, she will feel suffocated, for example, she will feel sad for a long time because of one look in his eyes, for example, when he is not at home, her mind is full of him...

She was taken aback by this change in herself.

"Sun Mengjiao, are you crazy?"

Sun Mengjiao asked herself almost in shock, even she knew how far away Zhao Zifeng was from her!

"No! No! Impossible!"

After thinking about it, she felt that this idea was too ridiculous, so she simply denied it.

The assistant who came in to pour tea, heard Sun Mengjiao say no, and saw her squatting on the ground with a nervous expression, and asked curiously: "Mengjiao, what are you talking about?"

She restrained her emotions, shook her head and said, "It's okay."

"Then why are you squatting on the ground?" The assistant felt that Sun Mengjiao had been out of her mind these days, as if she had something on her mind.

Sun Mengjiao supported the countertop, stood up, stunned for a moment and asked vaguely: "Well, what do you think will happen if you like someone?"

The assistant poured the tea for a while, looked up at the ceiling for a while, "Maybe I hope to be tired of being with him every day, see him when I get up in the morning, see him when I go to bed at night, and want to talk to him all the time , Seeing him with other women makes him uncomfortable and jealous, roughly like this?"

Sun Mengjiao frowned lightly and pondered, why are these things exactly the same as her current state?
"Mengjiao, who do you like? Tell me."

After the assistant was serious, he started gossiping again, bumped Sun Mengjiao on the shoulder, and looked at her maliciously.

"I'm just asking casually, I'm going out first."

Sun Mengjiao was afraid that she would ask too many questions, so she left quickly.

She sat at the edge of the desk, took a pen to the paper, and wrote out the symptoms of the assistant and him just now, one by one, and kept ticking off the back.

"It's over! Can't you really get tricked?"

She looked at the crooked paper with a look of reluctance and disbelief.

Seeing the little assistant looking in her direction, she also felt that she was in a daze. She crumpled up all the paper in her hand and threw it into the trash can.

"It must be fake, how could I like him!"

She looked at the trash can full of a wastebasket, self-hypnotic denial.

Just when she was about to go to work, Zhao Zifeng and the girl came out from the office.

The girl proudly raised her chin, walked in front of Sun Mengjiao, holding Zhao Zifeng on her arm like a giraffe.

"Zifeng, do you really want to take me to the banquet tonight? Is it fun?"

Coincidentally, when Sun Mengjiao heard this sentence, she couldn't help but twitched her eyebrows. She felt that she spoke in a coquettish voice, with a Taiwanese accent. I'm afraid only men would like such a voice. Bar.

Anyway, although her voice can't be said to be rough, it is definitely not as extreme as her voice, and she thinks she can't speak it.

"It's fun, I'll take you to play more fun after the banquet."

Zhao Zifeng turned sideways, licked the corners of his lips towards her, and looked sideways at the moment, looking in Sun Mengjiao's direction.

When the two entered the elevator door, Liangliang immediately let go of Zhao Zifeng's arm, with a little impatience, "Cousin, I've been here for three days, when will it end?"

"tonight."

Zhao Zifeng answered unexpectedly, and the time was tonight.

Liangliang immediately burst into joy, patted Zhao Zifeng on the shoulder, and said fawningly: "Then our agreement, remember the private jet."

"Well, the play just now was pretty good."

Facing the mirror of the elevator, Zhao Zifeng straightened his suit, making it more neat and straight.

Liangliang raised a smug smile, and said without humility: "Of course, I was disgusted by my words just now, not to mention them. Anyway, I am also a graduate of the Art Academy, so I can't even know how to act. ? Then the teacher will have to jump out of the coffin and beat me."

Zhao Zifeng understood Liangliang's unrestrained speech, and he only listened to half of it with indifferent brows and eyes.

As Zhao Zifeng's assistant, Sun Mengjiao knew his general itinerary.

To be precise, if Zhao Zifeng wanted her to know where he was, then Sun Mengjiao would definitely know. On the contrary, if Zhao Zifeng wanted to conceal it, she would definitely not know.

What he went to attend today was just a so-called charity gala. To them, it was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for them to take a photo of something worth millions and be praised by people.

She was lying on the bed, staring at the luxuriously decorated ceiling, with her hands behind her head, and she went to bed at eight o'clock today, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

I always think about other things, but I always come back and think of Zhao Zifeng and that girl, who are standing hand in hand with each other to toast with the bosses, and listen to their praise that Mr. Zhao's girlfriend is good.

Perhaps the two sat together, holding hands under the table, affectionately.

She shook her head to get these thoughts out of her mind, turned over, and turned her side to the door.

I can't sleep here, but the two people attending the banquet over there have completely different ideas from hers.

"Cousin, you should socialize here, it's too boring, I'll go chat with my sisters."

Liangliang held up her skirt, walked gracefully towards several girls of the same age, clinked glasses and drank with them, chatting happily.

"Mr. Zhao, didn't you bring your girlfriend over today? Shall I introduce one to you?"

Someone approached him and asked curiously and attentively.

Mr. Zhao toasted him with a toast glass, and refused bluntly: "No need."

I thought Zhao Zifeng came here alone, and the female companion he brought was pretty. Everyone in the circle knew that this girl was his eccentric cousin, who was just right to introduce his daughter to her.

give him.

Unexpectedly, I still touched the ashes on the nose.

"Then Mr. Zhao, next time I have a chance, let me introduce you! Keeping you satisfied."

The man didn't forget to sell it. After all, Huaze Group is the leader in the industry. If it can climb up, it will be like sleeping in the money pile for the rest of its life, and there is no need to worry about anything.

Zhao Zifeng seemed unwilling to chat with him on this topic, and he was even less interested in the banquet.

He lifted the wrist of the expensive watch with a brown strap, and it was almost ten o'clock. He raised his eyebrows and walked in the direction of Liangliang calmly.

"Liangliang, don't drink too much."

The girls around her were startled and at a loss when they saw the president of Huaze Group who was like the lover in his dream.

In the industry, Zhao Zifeng has both talent and appearance, and with a net worth of hundreds of millions, everyone hopes that they can become his little princess.

"Mr. Zhao, Liangliang is playing games with us. If you feel sorry for Liangliang, then you can drink instead."