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

This Qiao Zhichu is truly the most daring person they have ever seen!

Until now... no one has dared to speak to Song Weiyi like this!

"Go out," Song Weiyi leaned back in his chair, "It's annoying to look at you."

Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but reveal a hint of contempt in her eyes.

She thought that Qiao Zhichu's fighting ability could be very strong, but it was just this good.

It was really stupid to ruin the dinner so blatantly and embarrass Song Weiyi.

It seems that Qiao Zhichu is only good at talking.

"I can go." Qiao Zhichu said, "Chen Yuanyuan, you can come with me."

Song Weiyi scolded in a low voice, his tone extremely unhappy: "Qiao Zhichu!"

The next second, Qiao Zhichu didn't bother to say anything else. She just grabbed Chen Yuanyuan and dragged her away forcefully.

Chen Yuanyuan screamed, staggered to her feet, and knocked over the chair.

One is a rose with thorns, the other is a delicate little white flower.

"Stand still," Qiao Zhichu shook off her hand, "You are so spineless, have you not eaten?"

"Qiao Zhichu, we are classmates, why do you have to humiliate me like this!"

"You are the one who is humiliating me! Chen Yuanyuan, you have hooked up with the money man you always talk about. Why, are you very proud now?"

Chen Yuanyuan retorted: "Mr. Song and I are friends. And you are not Mr. Song's relative!"

"It's not now, how do you know it won't be in the future!"

"A woman like you who is not clean and decent, who often stays out all night and hangs out in places full of bright lights and wine, not to mention Mr. Song, even ordinary families will not want you! Qiao Zhichu, wait and see if there is an honest man one day, catch him and marry him!"

Qiao Zhichu was so angry that she smiled instead: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Chen Yuanyuan looked like she was about to cry: "You are too bullying."

"I thought about settling it privately, but I told you to leave, so who told you not to move?" Qiao Zhichu said, "You want to embarrass yourself here, so I'll grant your wish."

"Qiao Zhichu, we are classmates, but you are always so arrogant and selfish."

She snorted and walked to the dining table in two or three steps.

I saw her pick up a glass of wine. I thought she was going to drink it, but...

Qiao Zhichu turned her wrist and poured the liquid directly onto Chen Yuanyuan's head.

"what--"

"Chen Yuanyuan, listen carefully," she raised her chin, "from now on, stay away from my man!"

Everyone gasped.

At this moment, Song Weiyi stood up and walked quickly to Qiao Zhichu.

She looked at him defiantly.

Song Weiyi's eyes were dark and bottomless. He grabbed her wrist and walked out.

Without even turning his head, Qiao Zhichu threw the wine glass high behind him. The crisp sound of the glass breaking startled everyone.

Only Chen Yuanyuan stood there in embarrassment, watching the two people leave.

Qiao Zhichu followed behind Song Weiyi, looking at his meticulously groomed hair and broad shoulders.

He said nothing, and the soft wool carpet swallowed up the sound of his footsteps.

After entering the elevator, Song Weiyi grabbed her hand and pushed her against the wall: "Who are you making trouble for? Huh?"

"Of course it's you."

“Did you achieve the effect you wanted?”

"Almost," Qiao Zhichu replied, "especially when you patted her hand to comfort her."

Song Weiyi raised his eyebrows: "Are you jealous?"

"Can't I eat it?"

He stared at her for a few seconds, then reached out and pressed the number on the top layer.

In the presidential suite.

Qiao Zhichu was thrown onto a two-meter-long bed.