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

Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were already red.

Qiao Zhichu still had that domineering attitude.

"You're crying already?" Qiao Zhichu sighed with regret, turned her head, and nudged Song Weiyi with her elbow, "Why did you find such a weak woman?"

Without waiting for his answer, she continued to talk on her own: "Yeah, men don't like weak and delicate little white rabbits. Shedding a few tears, playing a pitiful role, pretending to be weak, satisfies men's heroism."

Chen Yuanyuan stood there with her hands clenched into fists, not knowing whether to leave or not.

But if she stayed, would she really act like a shrew and curse at Qiao Zhichu?

She could only lower her posture and look bullied, pitiful and helpless.

"Qiao Zhichu," Chen Yuanyuan took a deep breath, "I know you and Mr. Song were involved before. Now that Mr. Song and I are getting closer, you feel unbalanced and come to trouble me. I can understand. But you can't say such harsh words."

Qiao Zhichu raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Song and I are just slightly involved?"

"you……"

"They've both slept together," Qiao Zhichu said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but clearly heard by everyone present, "Tell me, what's the relationship?"

Chen Yuanyuan's tears finally fell, and she looked at Song Weiyi pitifully.

He then put down his chopsticks, tilted his head, and said calmly: "Qiao Zhichu, have you had enough of the trouble?"

It seemed to be a blame, but there was also a hint of doting in it.

And Qiao Zhichu's answer was even more unexpected.

"Making a fuss?" She laughed, "I haven't even started making a fuss yet."

Chen Yuanyuan didn't say anything. She bit her lower lip, clutching the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands. She looked so tearful that I felt sorry for her.

Song Weiyi reached out and patted the back of her hand twice as a way of comforting her.

Qiao Zhichu, who was standing between the two people, saw this action clearly.

"You don't seem to be qualified to act like a spoiled child in front of me," Song Weiyi glanced at her, "You slept with me, so what?"

His answer confirmed what Qiao Zhichu had just said.

They did have sex!

But he also ridiculed her harshly.

Song Weiyi has all the women he wants. The women who want to climb into his bed can line up from here to Jingwang Mansion. Qiao Zhichu, relying on the capital of having slept with him, is acting like a queen here? !

Qiao Zhichu smiled coldly: "Song Weiyi, you can sleep with anyone you want, it's your freedom, I have no right to blame you."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"Anyone can do it, but it has to be her, Chen Yuanyuan, so it can't be done!"

Qiao Zhichu's finger was pointing straight at Chen Yuanyuan, and her fingertip was almost poking her nose.

So arrogant and overbearing.

Chen Yuanyuan could only endure it.

With Song Weiyi standing up for her and protecting her, why does she need to be as strong and annoying as Qiao Zhichu?

What men hate most is being offended by others.

"Oh?" Song Weiyi raised his eyebrows, "Why is she the only one who can't do it?"

"Don't pretend with me here. She is my classmate. You must know that."

This time he looked as if he had suddenly realized something: "So, Qiao Zhichu, according to your logic, I can't get involved with any woman you know?"

Qiao Zhichu replied: "If you want to understand it that way, that's fine."

The low, hoarse laughter spread throughout the box.

No one else dared to make a sound, let alone interrupt.