After a hidden marriage with the president

Song Qingran dragged her white wedding dress and walked out of the hotel door step by step.

Holding her sore waist, she found the front desk of the Binhai Hotel: "Hi, please call me a Taxi."

The lady at the front desk glanced at her with a very official smile on her face: "Okay, ma'am, this is for you."

Song Qingran left the front desk and left the Binhai Hotel.

"Hello, welcome to Didi Taxi." The voice of the driver came from the ear.

Song Qingran looked out of the window, lost in thought for a while.

Since her parents died, the two people she trusted the most actually betrayed her.

The bright future she had planned seemed to be shattered overnight.

Tears slipped out of his eyes unsatisfactorily, Song Qingran raised his hand to wipe them away, but the sadness in his heart couldn't be wiped away no matter what.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Qingran's cell phone suddenly rang.

Song Qingran picked up the phone, it was a piece of news pushed to her.

The title is very hot "Song, the female president of a certain company, cheated on her engagement night, and her fiancé was caught on the spot".

None of the news parties used aliases, and Song was used directly.

Song Qingran knew in her heart that this must be about herself.

Song Qingran pursed her lips tightly, feeling a sense of sarcasm in her heart. Looking at the news description, Mu Yili loved her fiancée so affectionately.

Compared with the reality, his betrayal seemed so hateful!

The comments below hurt Song Qingran's eyes even more,

[Such a good fiancé can betray him?I don't know what is good or bad! 】

[Bitch, shameless! 】

[This kind of people who are in two boats, it seems that their parents didn't teach them well! 】

The mobile phone was tightly held by Song Qingran, and her palm began to ache.

"Miss, we're here." The driver's voice sounded, waking up Song Qingran who was immersed in his emotions.

"Oh okay, how much is it?" Song Qingran paid the money and got out of the car.

She let her wedding dress drag on the ground and walked towards her home.

Tired physically and mentally, she just wanted to go back to her big bed and have a good sleep.

Maybe when you wake up, you will find that all this is just a nightmare.

Just when Song Qingran walked to the door, she saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the door of her house with a very strange face.

With a thump in her heart, she rang the danger signal bell.

The other party came over one step ahead of her: "Hello, is this Miss Song?"

Even knowing her identity, Song Qingran became more vigilant: "Who are you?"

The man in the suit first bowed to Song Qingran, and then said in a gentlemanly manner: "Miss Song, my master hopes to meet you, please do me a favor."

Song Qingran was relieved to see that the other party was very polite and not like a bad person.

She looked down at the wedding dress on herself, very embarrassed.

The words of rejection in his mouth blurted out: "I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me now."

The man in the suit was not discouraged, and continued: "Miss Song is not curious, who spent the night with you last night?"

Hear this,

Song Qingran's fragmented memories from last night seemed to flood into his mind again.

man, woman, bed
Song Qingran's face turned red.

"Miss Song?" Seeing that Song Qingran didn't respond for a long time, the man in the suit could only continue calling her.

"It's you?" Song Qingran came back to his senses and said something blankly.

The man in the suit quickly waved his hands, "It's not me, it's my master."

"Then let's meet."

Song Qingran finally agreed, she wanted to meet the person from yesterday.

Who is he?
I can't just lose my first night for no reason.

"Please wait for me, I'll go home and clean up."

Song Qingran returned home and looked at the house. Most of the things he and Mu Yili bought together were Mu Yili's favorites.

The furniture at home should also be replaced.

After entering the bedroom, Song Qingran changed into a light yellow dress that she wore everyday, and wiped off the makeup on her face.

She reapplied some lipstick, combed her half-height ponytail, and her hair was slightly curled.

Afterwards, Song Qingran got into the man's car, and the car sent her to a restaurant, and then stopped.

Song Qingran glanced at the signboard of Yunshang Restaurant, it is a famous restaurant in Beijing.

The family visited several times when their parents were alive.

Lowering his eyelids, Song Qingran followed behind the man in the suit and stepped into Yunshang Restaurant.

Not the lively scene in memory.

This Chinese and Western restaurant has always been busy.

How could it be so deserted?
If it wasn't for walking all the way, Song Qingran would have seen the waiters in the corridor and heard them say, "Welcome to Yunshang."

You have to think that you have come to the wrong place.

The man in the suit in front stopped, followed by Song Qingran.

She looked forward and bumped into a pair of deep eyes.

The man in front of him had thick eyebrows, especially his nose was extraordinarily straight, his face was as sharp as a sculpture, his eyes were shining sharply, as if he was also looking at Song Qingran, his thin lips were slightly outlined.

Song Qingran's first reaction was that he was handsome, and she was amazed by his appearance!
But soon, Song Qingran escaped from the temptation of beauty.

The man in the suit opened the chair for her, and Song Qingran sat down, facing Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen's deep and mellow voice sounded, "Song Qingran, Miss Song?"

Song Qingran felt that this was the first time someone pronounced his name so alluringly, it seemed to be a whisper between lovers.

"For me, it's Song Qingran."

Song Qingran stuttered for a while, and soon returned to normal, "May I ask who you are?"

"Zuo Chen."

Before Song Qingran could respond, Zuo Chen took control of the situation with a strong aura.

He took a document from the table with a dignified manner.

"Miss Song, your current situation is not optimistic. According to my investigation, your company is basically in the hands of your fiancé Mu Yili. What happened last night, I must have a gap in my heart if I want to come to your fiancé Instead of living an unhappy life with her fiancé, Ms. Song might as well choose to cooperate with me."

When Zuo Chen said this, he left a suspense.

Song Qingran fell into deep thought when he mentioned his company.

Yes, Zuo Chen in front of him was right.

When her company was facing difficulties, it was Mu Yili who stood up and helped her, in order to repay Mu Yili.

Song Qingran gave him 30.00% of the shares, plus the two had been dating for three years.

Mu Yili has already infiltrated into her company, and it can be said that he has taken control of the entire company.

She, the president, looks like a puppet.

"How do you want to cooperate?" Song Qingran looked at Zuo Chen and asked.

"Marry me, and I will clear the way for you." Zuo Chen threw out the terms of cooperation.

Song Qingran was taken aback for a moment and frowned.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce my identity to you." Zuo Chen smiled slightly, "The president of Huayang International Group, Zuo Chen."

"Thinking about it, this identity should be enough to help you walk sideways in the country."

Now, Song Qingran was really dumbfounded.

Huayang Group?

Song Qingran claims that his company is at the forefront of the domestic jewelry industry, but if it is compared to Zuo Chen's Huayang Group, it is equivalent to the difference between a cat and a tiger.

To be honest, Song Qingran was really moved.

"Mr. Zuo, I admit that I am tempted. However, marriage is a big deal after all. Can you allow me to think about it again?"

Hearing what Song Qingran said, Zuo Chen admired the woman in front of him.

Facing the temptation of his identity, he can still maintain his rationality.

"Okay." Zuo Chen took out a pen from his custom-made suit, and wrote down his personal contact information on the napkin on the table.

He stood up and approached Song Qingran.

He moved closer and handed her the napkin, "Miss Song, this is my contact information. When you think it over, contact me anytime."

The two were very close at this moment, as if the words were whispering in their ears.

The hot air sprayed around the ears, making Song Qingran's ears turn red.

Song Qingran took the napkin, which still had a faint scent of cologne, and put it in his bag.

"Mr. Zuo, you are too close."

Song Qingran leaned forward, away from Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen found it interesting, but seeing that she seemed a little uncomfortable, he returned to his position.

"Miss Song, enjoy your meal!"

Song Qingran calmed down the rising temperature, picked up the fork on the table, and enjoyed the food with Zuo Chen.

"This wonton noodle tastes really good." Song Qingran tasted it carefully, narrowing his eyes happily, like a satisfied cat.

She likes Chinese food, while Mu Yi likes Western food.

In order to accommodate him, Song Qingran even specially learned western food, which really wronged him.

Zuo Chen curled his lips, and glanced approvingly at his subordinates standing aside.

The man in the suit touched the back of his head, and it seemed that the information he had investigated was correct.

After the meal, Song Qingran and Zuo Chen walked out of Yunshang restaurant together.

Su Yiran was happy, she arranged for the news to be reported by the media, she originally wanted to go to Song Qingran to pretend to comfort her.

Coincidentally, she ran into Song Qingran with a man.

There was a look of joy in her eyes.

What a Song Qingran, she must have caught the evidence!
Su Yiran quickly picked up the phone and purposely snapped two photos with ambiguous angles.

After taking the photo, Su Yiran found Mu Yiran's WeChat and sent it to him.

"Brother Yi, Qingran is really with another man, what position does this put you in!"

"I feel wronged for you! Qingran is too much!"

Attached are two photos.

When Mu Yi saw the photo, his face fell instantly.

Staring gloomyly at the person in the photo, Mu Yi couldn't sit still anymore, he called Song Qingran.

Song Qingran saw that it was Mu Yi who called, and didn't want to answer it at first, but wanted to know what Mu Yi wanted to say to her.

As soon as the connection was made, the familiar voice of the man on the opposite side rang out: "Qingran, where are you now?"

Song Qingran said coldly: "What's none of your business?"

This angered Mu Yili on the other side even more.

He questioned: "Song Qingran, are you staying with that adulterer of yours now!"