Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

The car window was half-lowered. The man had a clear outline and handsome features. He asked, "Are you Qiao Zhichu's classmate?"

Chen Yuanyuan nodded.

"She just left. Do you know where she went?"

"How would I know where she went?" Chen Yuanyuan replied at the time, "I guess she went there to make some dirty money again."

Song Weiyi said, "I know."

Then... then he invited her to dinner and she agreed.

As the guests clinked glasses at the dinner table, Chen Yuanyuan felt a chill on her back.

The man next to me is unfathomable.

Just when she was about to say that she was going to the bathroom, the door was suddenly pushed open without knocking.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

Qiao Zhichu wore a red slit short skirt with suspenders and white high heels. Her waist-length curly hair hung down behind her, with a soft chestnut color and a soft sheen.

The look in Song Weiyi's eyes suddenly deepened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Qiao Zhichu looked inside, stayed on Song Weiyi for two seconds, but then fell on Chen Yuanyuan.

"Sorry to bother you all." She laughed softly, "I'm looking for someone."

Song Weiyi raised his head, drank the wine in the glass, and said nothing.

Qiao Zhichu walked in high heels between Song Weiyi and Chen Yuanyuan.

She turned on her toes and faced Chen Yuanyuan, smiling: "What a coincidence, you are here too."

Chen Yuanyuan asked: "Are you coming to this dinner too?"

"No, I came here specifically to see you." Qiao Zhichu put her hand on her shoulder, "Old classmate, come out for a moment, I have something to say to you."

Chen Yuanyuan didn't move: "If you have anything to say, just say it here."

"Ah," Qiao Zhichu smiled and shook her head, "I wanted to give you face, but you refused. This is the first time I've seen someone like this."

"Qiao Zhichu," Chen Yuanyuan was a little annoyed, "What on earth do you want to do!"

Next to him, Song Weiyi held the chopsticks elegantly and ate the food slowly.

It was as if the farce happening next to him had nothing to do with him.

However, Qiao Zhichu suddenly leaned back, her back against the back of his chair, and their skin accidentally touched.

"What do I want to do?" Qiao Zhichu crossed her arms and leaned against Song Weiyi's chair. "Chen Yuanyuan, you always say I have a rich sponsor. Now you finally have one. Are you happy?"

"I am different from you."

"What's the difference?" Qiao Zhichu asked back, "You are much more capable than me."

Everyone else looked at the two.

When women quarrel, it's a good show.

But the male protagonist was unmoved, which made the whole scene lose some of its luster.

Chen Yuanyuan stood up immediately: "Don't spit blood at me. Mr. Song and I are friends. Unlike you, you sing and laugh and accompany drinking. Don't you know how dirty it is!"

Qiao Zhichu didn't seem angry at all and still had that smiling face.

However, Song Weiyi's hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to pick up the vegetables from the plate.

"Friend?" Qiao Zhichu asked, "So you haven't climbed into his bed yet? We can only be called friends, not even dating buddies?"

"You...you are so shameless!"

"It's boring to keep repeating the same curse words over and over again." Qiao Zhichu raised her chin, "Now, I'll give you two choices."

"Qiao Zhichu, what on earth do you have the right to..."

"One," she continued forcefully, "get out of here. Two, I'll make you get out of here."