The Hidden Married Wife of a Paranoid Boss

The villa area is very large, but it is easy to find the position of Director Cai.

After getting out of the car, Qiu Moxi confirmed the house number before calling.

The strange thing is that no one answered Director Cai's phone.

Soon, the door at the door opened.

Suddenly another message came from the phone.

"Come in."

I'm still wondering why I don't have time to answer the phone but I have time to send text messages.

Qiu Moxi pushed the door and went in, and the door behind him automatically locked with a 'click'.

There is a white sofa in the huge living room, and the person sitting on it is not director Cai, but Song Chaoyang.

Seeing Song Chaoyang in the living room, he appeared in the house with the secretary beside him.

Qiu Moxi immediately knew that she had been fooled, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Song Chaoyang behind him looked frivolous, and said with a half-smile, "Don't you want to know about our cooperation?"

Stopping in her footsteps, Qiu Moxi slowly turned around and stared calmly at Song Chaoyang in front of her.

At this moment, he was obviously wearing a clean and expensive suit, but for some reason, she suddenly saw a beast sitting there.

"Cooperation? Is there any cooperation between us?"

"Why not?" Song Chaoyang suddenly looked at her in disbelief, and couldn't help asking: "You have to know that the Shen Group and my company have had a hostile relationship for many years, and my clients are also your clients in an indirect sense. There's nothing wrong with the two of us working together."

Talk about cooperation with scumbags?It's better to talk to ghosts about getting rich.

Qiu Moxi was too lazy to say a word to him, and responded politely: "Okay, I understand, thank you."

Then go again.

"Actually, I was very interested in you when I first met you." He continued to be provocative, and looked up and down Qiu Moxi's figure: "With a figure like yours, even if you tell me that you are a college student, I will believe."

With his back turned to him, Qiu Moxi sneered: "You called me all the way here just to hear this?"

After getting up, Song Zhaoyang slowly walked towards her.

He stretched out a finger, landed on her shoulder, and slid from the back to the front of her neck.

Qiu Moxi was very disgusted by such disrespect, and took a step back unconsciously.

He continued to smile, as if admiring a work of art with great interest.

"Actually, women in shopping malls usually do business vividly. After we've been around for a long time, we naturally know everyone's temper. As the saying goes, know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle. Everything you do is for money."

She tilted her head and looked at Song Zhaoyang in front of her with ironic eyes.

What the hell is going on in this world?Why does it seem that the more well-dressed a person looks, the more beastly he is?

If even someone like Song Chaoyang can succeed in the end, then this world really has no eyesight.

"I hope you have something to say quickly." Qiu Moxi didn't want to stay in this dirty place for a minute.

Song Zhaoyang saw that this trick didn't seem to be of any use to her, so he turned his head and said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just felt that I had an unpleasant fight with you last time, and I thought it wouldn't be good for everyone to see each other if they didn't see each other in the future. After all, harmony makes money." Well, that's why I want to laugh away all grievances with you now."

After speaking, he walked to the coffee table, opened a bottle of foreign wine, poured out half a glass and handed it to Qiu Moxi.

The foreign wine was crystal clear, orange in color, and the alcohol floated in the air.

He shook the wine glass in his hand, and said with a pious face: "Many things in the Jianghu are actually forced to do. You want to survive and I want to survive, but business belongs to business and friends belong to friends, right?"

Song Zhaoyang had a disgusting face, but he spoke clearly and clearly.

Qiu Moxi hesitated for a while and finally took the glass of wine.

Song Zhaoyang immediately beamed with joy, put his hands on Qiu Moxi's thin shoulders and led her to sit on the sofa.

"Right, so as not to ruin today's atmosphere."

Seeing that Qiu Moxi's attitude eased a lot, the secretary left the villa wisely.

For a while it was just the two of them in the room.

He poured foreign wine into his wine glass, raised it, and Song Chaoyang said, "This is the first glass of wine, I apologize first, I shouldn't have called you to the villa, you, a married person and a single man like me Being in the same room is also not good for reputation, so I will do it first."

As he spoke, he raised his head and drank his fill.

Seeing his sincerity, Qiu Moxi let go of her guard.

When the second glass of wine was poured, Song Chaoyang said, "This second glass is to apologize to Mr. Qiu. The way I spoke before was too rude. I hope you have a lot of it."

As he spoke, he drank again.

When the third glass of wine was poured and continued to raise the glass, Qiu Moxi immediately blocked his arm.

"This is foreign wine, not beer. Do you want to be dragged out by the secretary later?"

Song Zhaoyang curled his lips and said with a smile, "Okay, then I will listen to you."

Putting down his glass, he glanced at Qiu Moxi's glass.

"My apology was already so sincere just now, why did you..."

"I drove the car." Qiu Moxi held the wine glass in his hand.

"What are you afraid of? I'll ask my secretary to send the two of us back together later." As she spoke, she dragged the wine glass in her hand and said, "Or, did you never forgive me from the bottom of your heart?"

After talking for a while, Qiu Moxi felt that Song Chaoyang was very difficult to deal with.

In order to make him talk less, he took a sip.

The bitterness of foreign wine is more bitter in the mouth than the gas of beer.

And this cup seems to be even more unpleasant.

Qiu Moxi is not usually a drinker, but occasionally he can drink a few sips on social occasions.

But Song Zhaoyang's wine always felt weird after drinking it.

Immediately afterwards, Song Chaoyang persuaded him to drink a few more drinks.

The expressions of the two people who drank the wine also relaxed, and Song Zhaoyang approached her intentionally.

Any rich man can do such things as drinking and playing hooligans, right?Song Zhaoyang thought that he just saw a woman and he just happened to be very interested.

The women he fell in love with never cared about the situation of the other party, whether they had a boyfriend or not, married or not, or had children but did not.

For him, there are only two words for a woman, woman!

what differences are there?To be a scumbag, you have to do everything in the same way. They are all similar women, so why should they be divided into three or six classes?
To be interested is to be interested, just to be interested, there is no reason for this or that.

Having been hanging out in the mall for several years is not considered a bad drinker.

But today, Qiu Moxi felt dizzy after drinking a few glasses of wine.

Looking carefully at the bottle, it was a brand she had never drunk before.