Time and you are my fault

Zong Yanxiu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the president's office, but his eyes were fixed on the message from Chu Yi, his dark eyes were filled with emotion.

Chuy left early in the morning, he was awake, but he didn't move.

Later, I called He Huan to ask about her itinerary for the past few days. There was nothing abrupt about it. She was busy, but she was not so irritable.

Six p.m.

The top floor of the Marriott Hotel was taken over by Heng Zong.

Luo Qi attended with the main creative team one by one.

The fragrance of clothes, the shadows on the temples, and the staggering of cups and cups.

Today Hengzong came from Manager Huang from the Marketing Department, who stood in the corner and sighed bitterly.

The people around who came to chat looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong with Mr. Huang?"

Huang Feng took a sip of wine, but from time to time looked at the woman not far away, wearing a wine red deep V evening dress, carrying a wine glass and shuttled around the Vanity Fair.

Her hair is pulled up, and the thin diamond hair accessories are coiled up, and the earlobes are wrapped by black earrings.

With a light smile, there are all kinds of styles.

It's just... It's just that when you talk and laugh with so many men, boss, can't you see the wolf-like eyes of those men!

As his subordinate, he did such a bad thing. It is not right to go forward to persuade him, and it is not right not to persuade him!

Forget about making such a fuss!

Chuy drank a lot tonight, she doesn't hold alcohol very well, and her legs are already a little weak at the moment.

Luo Qi supported him with cold sweat all over his head, and said in a low voice, "Ancestor, ancestor, let's restrain ourselves and stop drinking, okay?"

Chuy tilted her head, her blushing cheeks looked cute and cute, she pushed Luo Qi's shoulder lightly, then pushed him away, and said in a long voice, "Get out--"

Chuy wobbled towards the sofa in the corner, crossed her slender legs, put her elbows on her knees, held her face in her hands, and stared stupidly ahead.

Suddenly, a strange breath approached.

"President Chu seems to be in a bad mood."

Chu Yi flirted with the visitor, "Which dog sees that this girl is in a bad mood?"

When someone scolded him, Lan Shengyu smiled instead of angry. He likes this kind of girl who is sincere, unpretentious and bold.

The man leaned closer, smelled the woody scent on her body, and his eyes darkened, "Could it be that Mr. Zong's husband and wife life is not in harmony, so he is so irritable?"

Chu Yi immediately turned cold, and said with a half-smile, "You heard it from hiding under my bed?"

The corner of Lan Shengyu's mouth twitched, "Everyone in the circle wears the daughter-in-law of the clan family, with beautiful appearance and gentle personality, but your small mouth is quite poisonous."

Chu Yi smiled, "Really, then why are you still alive?"

Then get up and go.

Lan Shengyu finally caught the opportunity to be alone with the beauty, and grabbed her wrist, "What's the rush? Have another drink."

The depressed depression and irritability in Chu Yi's heart was a little bit unbearable due to the stimulation of this strange atmosphere.

Some people say to use wine to get rid of their sorrows, but why does she feel that this wine has turned into strong oil that adds fuel to the fire?

Unable to get rid of the man's confinement, Chu Yi couldn't hold back her anger at all, grabbed the man's arm, and opened her mouth in one mouthful.

"what!"

The man's painful roar attracted everyone's attention.

At that time, Mr. Huang, Luo Qi, and even Zhao Meiqi, who was following a certain boss, all wanted to go to make a rescue.

Then everyone saw that a man with a tall and straight figure suddenly appeared. He wrapped one hand around the waist of the woman who was thrown away, and his posture was full of possessiveness.

But he lowered his head again, examining her lips carefully, focused and affectionate.

Chu Yi was thrown away violently by Lan Shengyu, and took two steps back again and again. When she was about to fall, someone suddenly supported her back, and then pretended to be in a familiar breath.

She looked up at the person coming.

The crystal lamp was gorgeous and bright, reflecting his facial features clearly.

The emotions suppressed by her dissipated in an instant, and instead a sense of grievance surged up.

The mist gradually blurred her amber eyes, and the man's brows were tightly frowned, "Are you hurt?"

His soft words hit the eardrums, and he quickly lowered his gaze, "No."

But he held her chin forcefully, and gently scratched the stained lipstick with his thumb.

"Mr. Zong."

Lan Shengyu found out that the manager of Hengzong Group was present today, and Chu Yi drank a lot of wine tonight, thinking that there was a rift between the two, he thought it would be a good idea to win the beauty of the night.

After all, Chewie is really beautiful.

And things like one-night dew and love are also very common in the circle.

Unexpectedly, Zong Yanxiu came.

Not only did he come, but the way he looked at Chu Yi could be seen by anyone with long eyes. He took great care of him, and there would be no gap for others to sneak in.

"Master Lan." Zong Yanxiu glanced at his wrist, there was a clear imprint on it.

He patted Chu Yi's head helplessly and indulgently, and put his hand on her bare shoulder, "Mr. Lan likes to drink a lot?"
"It's... not bad." Lan Shengyu waved his hands quickly.

"Since you love to drink, you are not allowed to leave the wine until you finish drinking it."

The man's voice was flat and his tone was calm.

But what he said made everyone around him gasp.

There are more than a dozen bottles of foreign wine on the table.

drank all?
Lan Shengyu was dumbfounded.

This horse riding... Drink all of this, will he still have a life to see the sun tomorrow?
"Huang Feng."

The manager who was named ran out tremblingly, "Mr. Zong."

"Sit here and watch him finish his drink. If you can't finish it, you don't need to go to work."

After finishing speaking, the man met everyone's shocked gaze and led Chu Yi to leave the banquet hall.

Chewie hung her head down, like a quail.

Her shoulders suddenly warmed up, and Zong Yanxiu's breath wrapped her tightly.

Chu Yi was taken aback, and met the man's dark eyes.

"I'm not cold." She grabbed off her clothes, but the man held her hands down forcefully.

She came up stubbornly, "Can't you understand what I said? I'm not cold, so I don't want to wear it!"

Zong Yanxiu looked at her like a little drunk playing a rascal, and didn't want to break up with her, so he pressed her on the back of her neck and took her away, "Go home."

Chuy opened his hand, dodged to the side, and threw the coat at him, then turned and walked back, "I haven't finished talking, go back by yourself."

"Chui." His voice cooled down.

Chu Yi stopped abruptly, but thinking about it, why should she be afraid of him when he is angry? Isn't what she wants now is to make him angry and bore him?
Then, she straightened her back and strode inside.

The man's deep eyes fell on her fair back, and the wrinkles between her brows were deep.

Chuy returned to the banquet hall, turned around and went to the bathroom.

He wiped her lipstick just now, it should be flowered.

Standing in front of the mirror, she bowed and spread the lipstick with one hand.

A person came beside him, "Have you had a fight with him?"

Chu Yi froze for a moment, and saw in the mirror that Zhao Meiqi was wearing a black one-shoulder dress, with big brown wavy curly hair, and she was radiant and beautiful.

Chu Yi put away her lipstick and said nothing.

"Or are you doing it?"

There was a sound of running water, "If you don't hold on to such a good man, what a monster."

Chu Yi tilted her head to look at her, with a smile on her vivid eyebrows and eyes.

She straightened her unruly hair in front of the mirror, "Do you like it?"

Zhao Meiqi smiled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

"I like you to take it."

Chuy spoke very lightly.

It's so light, it seems to be talking about something that doesn't matter.

Like a piece of clothing, a piece of jewelry.

If you like it, send it to you.

Zhao Meiqi paused, her eyes filled with shock.

Chu Yi's words shocked her, and Chu Yi's attitude also surprised her.

This is gunpowder?

Chu Yi glanced at her, turned and left.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door, he saw a tall and straight figure standing on one side.

Chuy, "..."

She walked out as if she hadn't seen Zong Yanxiu.

The man chased up from behind, leaned over and hugged him directly by the waist.

Chuy's feet flew into the air suddenly, and she yelled out in fright, "Put me down!"

The man felt her neck being hugged tightly, and a little smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "The body is indeed more honest than this mouth."

Chu Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately let go of her hand.

"I can go by myself, I'm not drunk!"

"Drunkards never say they're drunk." He walked steadily, carrying him into the elevator.

There are only the two of them in the huge elevator.

"I……"

Before she could say the next thing, she saw a hairy head buried in front of her eyes.

The warm breath in her chest made her whole body tense like a piece of wood.

She looked at his hair, his profile in shock.

"What are you doing! The elevator is monitored!"