Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

"Why did you come back so late?" Song Jingnian looked at the drunk Jiang Yuan with a bit of hesitation in his eyes.

The smell of alcohol on her body was mixed with the smell of tobacco and a faint smell of perfume.

"Didn't you quit smoking?"

"I went out to have a few drinks with Wen Ting in the evening." Jiang Yuan snorted, "We also met the jewelry designer for our wedding, He Ze."

Song Jingnian was silent for a while and asked, "He Ze?"

Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Yuan curled her lips and changed the subject, "I want to advance the wedding."

Song Jingnian glanced at her and said in a low voice, "I'll try on wedding dresses tomorrow."

The next morning.

When Song Jingnian walked into the office after the regular meeting, she saw Jiang Yuan sitting on the sofa looking at the computer. She was wearing a white suspender skirt, revealing her slender legs, and a tired look on her gorgeous cheeks.

She leaned on the sofa without saying a word and looked up at the man in front of her working.

"Mr. Song." The assistant knocked on the door and came in, taking a look at Jiang Yuan who was sitting on the sofa.

"what's up?"

"It's like this. There is a jewelry small business that is bidding for a piece of land recently. The location of the land is quite good, but it needs government approval, so I want to ask for your help." Assistant Hui reported.

"Yes." Song Jingnian nodded and motioned for her to go out.

The assistant closed the door of the office, and Song Jingnian took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa. "He Ze?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Call him in."

Jiang Yuan narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Song Jingnian, and then left his office.

When He Ze came in, Song Jingnian was already sitting at the desk processing documents. He respectfully shouted, "Mr. Song."

Song Jingnian paused for a moment, "Where were you last night?"

"I had friends for dinner last night and drank too much, so I didn't have time to reply to your email." He Ze replied.

"My fiancée is here, too." Song Jingnian nodded indifferently, "You want to ask us for help today?"

He Ze was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then realized that he was insinuating that he deliberately got her drunk last night.

He lowered his eyes and said, "Mr. Song misunderstood."

"Ha!" Song Jingnian sneered and looked up at him, "If you are afraid of my woman, with my strength, you will never be able to stand up straight in Beijing."

He Ze's hands clenched into fists, and he moved his eyes away from Song Jingnian and looked at the window.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but his eyes looked a little blank.

His hands hanging by his sides slowly tightened, "You misunderstood, Mr. Song."

"Are you sure?" Song Jingnian looked at him, "I am a man who must retaliate against others."

He Ze gritted his teeth, "Mr. Song, I admit that I had selfish motives last night."

Song Jingnian raised his eyebrows.

"But I just want to get to know her." He Ze's eyes became dark, and he looked at Song Jingnian, "After all, I still want to cling to the relationship with the Chen family. I really want this piece of land."

Song Jingnian didn't speak, just looked at him with squinted eyes.

He Ze's expression was open and sincere, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his behavior.

Song Jingnian looked at him, "He Ze, if I find out that you have any inappropriate thoughts about Jiang Yuan, I will let you die without a burial place."

He Ze's pupils shrank suddenly.

Song Jingnian stood up, walked to He Ze, and looked down at him, "I will help you with this piece of land, but you also have to help me."

A chill ran down He Ze's spine.

His eyes became sharp and his fists tightened.

Song Jingnian looked at him and curled his thin lips, "Remember what I said." His voice was not loud, it could even be called gentle, but He Ze seemed to be able to sense murderous intent in it.

"Stay away from my woman."

"Yes." He lowered his head.

Song Jingnian picked up the black windbreaker hanging on the hanger and put it on.

He looked at He Ze and said, "You can go."

He Ze exited the room. After walking a few meters away, he took a deep breath.

At this time, a luxury car stopped in front of him, and the driver stuck his head out and said, "Mr. He, Mr. Jiang, please get in the car."

He Ze hesitated for a second before opening the passenger door and getting in. He frowned and began to murmur in his heart.

"What do these couple want to do?"

The car was filled with the rich aroma of sandalwood, and the car started slowly and drove towards Jiang's house.

Jiang Yuan leaned on the car mat and closed her eyes slightly, "We meet again, Mr. He. Mr. Song and I are going to see wedding dresses today, and we will take you with us."

"I want you to help me make a second modification to my wedding dress."

He Ze's hands clenched into fists, veins popped out on his forehead, his throat slid, and he struggled to spit out three words, "Mrs. Song."

"Mr. He, I don't care what grudges or disputes you have with my husband, but my wedding must be perfect." Jiang Yuan opened her eyes, with bloodthirsty eyes flashing.

Her speaking speed was very slow, but it gave people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

He Ze pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

"Don't worry, I've already taken over your wedding venue, so I won't regret it."

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Then you don't want to come with us to try on wedding dresses today?"

"Don't dare."

Jiang Yuan shrugged, looked out the window, and suddenly said, "I'm afraid you have bad ideas about me."

What she said was intentional, she clearly wanted to make He Ze look bad.

She just wanted to see how long the man in front of her would keep pretending, "Jingnian said you were looking at a piece of land in the city. The demolition tenants there refused to move. If you take over the land, it won't be easy to settle things."

"How about this? This piece of land is a deposit for you. As long as you make my wedding a luxurious one, you won't be short of money in the future."

After He Ze heard this, his pupils trembled violently, "You...what do you mean?"

"You should be able to guess the literal meaning." Jiang Yuan chuckled.

"Excluding the cost, I don't need that much money to design jewelry once."

"Mr. He, you are not an idiot." Jiang Yuan's eyes fell on him, "What's more, there is no hatred between us in the first place, is there?"

"I'm just a businessman, money is something external to me."

"What I want is your talent, your talent to be able to handle the wedding scene well."

A trace of panic appeared in He Ze's eyes, which he quickly hid very well, "Now that Mrs. Song has brought her words to this point, I won't beat around the bush. I hope you can help me win this cooperation."

"No problem, get off the car."

Jiang Yuan's eyes were filled with darkness as she held Song Jingnian's hand and walked towards the bridal shop.

"Although this bridal dress shop is not as famous as the top international wedding dress brands, its design concepts and innovations are excellent." Jiang Yuan said, "I have visited many stores, and I still like this one."

Song Jingnian looked around, "I like this one too."

He led Jiang Yuan to the counter, "Please design a wedding dress suitable for my wife. The size should be as I just said."

The teller nodded: "Thank you Mr. Song and Miss Jiang for coming. We will bring the best design over immediately."

Jiang Yuan looked at him, "The wedding dress designer in this store is a well-known wedding dress designer. I like her design concept and style very much."

"I'm already curious about how you look in your wedding dress."

His voice was low, sweet, and full of magnetism, like a feather teasing her heart.

She glared at him angrily, "You're such a talker."

Song Jingnian reached out and took her into his arms, his eyes full of warmth, "I'm serious, Yuan Yuan."

Jiang Yuan pushed him away, "Stop making trouble."

She looked at the counter sister and said, "You can design a set for me. I want the best. My husband is very demanding."

"Yes."

"In addition, you should find a professional team to take care of the wedding. If you need to spend money, you can directly report to the Song Consortium."

He Ze stood behind the two of them, with an ugly expression on his face, "Since I have nothing to do, can I leave first?"

She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the counter girl behind her, "I want to try out all the new styles, and I want to style them. He Ze, follow me to the fitting room."

Song Jingnian's expression was stunned, and he looked at the two people with jealousy on his face, and his fists unconsciously clenched a little tighter.

"It's okay, Mr. Song, I'll go with your wife."