The devil's deal, the president's substitute lover

033 What's wrong with the evening paper At this time on the terrace, Yan Zhi looked sad and whispered: "Xiang Su, you shouldn't be here to ask for warmth, you should go to accompany Yan Ji, after all, she is my sister, and she is—and pregnant with your— -child."

"Rouge. But you fell down just now. What's the matter? Your feet are swollen, why don't I take you to the hospital first." Xiang Su was sitting on the sofa chatting with a few acquaintances when he suddenly heard a suppressed and painful exclamation, Unexpectedly, Rouge on the balcony next to her was sitting on the ground.

Subconsciously, he came over to pick up Rouge. Tonight, even though she put on a cool-colored makeup, she still couldn't restrain her weak taste that he had been familiar with for three years.

I have to say that Rouge dressed up is really beautiful, not as flamboyant as Yan Ji, but elegant and subtle.

"Xiang Su, please leave me alone, I am muddle-headed to accompany people here, and let my friends take me back later." Yanzhi took Xiang Su's hand and took him off her shoulder and said softly .

"Don't you really need me to send it?" Xiang Su's hand was torn apart by Yan Zhi, and he also took a step back consciously, realizing that he had no reason to get too close to Yan Zhi.

"Well, I'm fine. Don't worry." Rouge raised her head and smiled sadly at Su, who was tall.Charming, vivid, I still feel pity.

Xiang Su's heart twitched for no reason.In the past three years, this woman has been too obedient and obedient, she exists naturally like air and does not cause trouble.He has never noticed that she has many charms that she has not discovered before.But now, even her being so well-behaved and sensible made him feel pity like never before.

"Well, call me if you need it." Xiang Su squeezed Rouge's shoulder with his big hand, turned and walked out of the terrace.

Rouge's face turned cold, and she raised her hand to brush the part of her shoulder that was pinched by Xiang Su in disgust.

She is a clean freak.After seeing Xiang Su and Yan Ji's engagement ceremony with her own eyes, she already knew that he was no longer her man, and she had her body odor and fragrance on her body.It made her sick.

The hall was much more lively at this time, there was a master of ceremonies hosting tonight's charity night, and soon dance music sounded.

Rouge didn't know the noble merchants coming and going, nor was she interested in meeting them. She sipped the red wine in her glass lightly and leaned behind the partition of the terrace.His eyes caught Yan Ji's high school classmate, Feng Junxi.

After Feng Junxi was entangled and danced around by the girl in the see-through costume, he returned to the rest area while holding a glass of wine and chatting with a few men and women he met. From time to time, beautiful girls came to invite Feng Junxi to dance.But Feng Junxi's eyes were watching the female guests in the arena.Seems to be looking for someone.

"Mr. Feng—" At this moment, the waiter carrying the tray came over and whispered something to Feng Junxi.

Feng Junxi nodded, left the crowd and walked towards the porch.

Rouge watched this scene from the corner, the coldness in her eyes seemed to have never been filled with tenderness and affection.

Early the next morning, He Cuirong hurried in from the foyer with a stack of City A Evening News, and dropped it on the breakfast table.The old man Yan was drinking milk, and put down the milk glass with a bang: "Cui Cui, what kind of wind are you talking about?"

"What's the wind, look at this - this is a vicious reporter who has trouble with our family. Huh? You say this - isn't this ruining our reputation for the rest of our life! It's so vicious! This is so vicious No, no, this won’t work, I have to find someone to go to their evening paper to ask—Old Yan, talk to me.”