Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Due to the extremely high popularity, the pre-sales of the co-branded jewelry skyrocketed. When Shi Sheng returned to the company, everyone applauded and welcomed her.

Shi Sheng said that he had made a reservation at the party hall for the evening and asked them to go together to celebrate.

Su Xuan came over and looked at her with a smile and asked, "Mr. Xiao, do you want to invite Mr. Song?"

Shi Sheng frowned: "What are you inviting him for?"

"Mr. Song deserves at least half of the credit for our success this time. I asked their staff. Mr. Song has never personally handled such a matter. Mr. Xiao, it's all for you."

Su Xian had met Song Wenjing a few times, and she seemed to be a man who was very protective of his wife. Although she didn't know what misunderstanding there was between them, it was obvious that Song Wenjing was trying to win back Shi Sheng.

Of course she wanted to assist.

Shi Sheng chuckled. She knew Song Wenjing very well and said with certainty: "He will not come to such an occasion."

Su Xuan doesn't think so.

Party house.

Shi Sheng was still reading the comments on the Internet. Those who admired Sun Hongbin's design works were still struggling to defend their rightful owner, but they had already been sprayed to pieces by discerning netizens.

And some people were talking about her and Song Wenjing.

[Mr. Xiao and Song are always having some fun as a couple. Why are they both so...restricted on stage? 】

[I think it was because I didn’t want to talk to Mr. Song when I was young. In the end, Mr. Song heroically saved the beauty, but in the end he almost didn’t get her, which made me laugh so hard. 】

[These two people are so at odds with each other, why did they get divorced in the first place? 】

In this question, the name that appears most often is Wen Yizhen.

Shi Sheng took a curious look and couldn't help but sneered: "Because a certain dog man likes to keep little lovers outside. The wild flowers are fragrant when picked."

"You... are also a wild flower now." The man's voice sounded unexpectedly from behind, and Shi Sheng turned her head subconsciously.

Song Wenjing looked at her condescendingly, the emotions in her deep eyes were completely incomprehensible.

Shi Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and the man naturally sat next to her and said, "Why, are you shocked to see me?"

"Yeah, Mr. Song is always busy with everything, so I still have time to come over. I'm really shocked."

Shi Sheng didn't look at him and took a sip of wine lazily.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly came up to her, and his voice gently fell in her ear: "Shouldn't you toast me with a drink first when you're young?"

Shi Sheng frowned and looked at him.

"Don't I think I saved your life today?" In the dimly lit private room, the expression on his face was unclear, but his voice sounded unspeakably evil, as if he was coaxing.

Just as she was about to push the man away, he had already moved away on his own.

Shi Sheng subconsciously covered his ears as something warm just brushed against them.

This person... definitely did it on purpose!

The tips of her ears turned completely red!

She pursed her lower lip, took several bottles of wine on the table, white, red, and beer, mixed them all together, and immediately handed them to Song Wenjing.

"Mr. Song, this is my first time bartending, please accept it." She smiled softly.

Song Wenjing was silent for a moment, obviously not wanting to drink.

If you drink this cup, it will be quite exciting.

However, under the scorching gazes of everyone, Song Wenjing still felt bored.

Shi Sheng poured him a few more glasses.

This kind of mixed wine has great staying power. After three or five glasses, Song Wenjing's expression was already in a trance.

He tilted his head and leaned on Shi Sheng's shoulder.

Shi Sheng looked at the assistant who followed him: "Send your president back!"

The assistant looked at the time and said coldly: "Madam, I'm off work. He is no longer my boss. Goodbye."

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Shi Sheng: ...

Everyone under her seemed to be watching a good show, but no one was willing to help her.

Shi Sheng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and pushed him up, and took him to the hotel.

Along the way, Song Wenjing staggered and almost fell. After entering the private room, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. He directly pushed Shi Sheng down on the sofa, intertwined his fingers with hers, and murmured: "Shi Sheng" …”