Kick the kid and run away! The president of the empire begged her to remarry with red eyes

Gong Zeming gently let go of his hand on Mu Shiwen's waist. Looking at Mu Shiwen who was so alluring in front of him, and listening to her breathing, Gong Zeming thought of them that night.

"You are very similar to you now." Gong Zeming recalled the first night between the two of them, feeling that Mu Shiwen was still attracting his attention as he was five years ago.

"Follow me." Gong Zeming pulled up Mu Shiwen, who had not yet recovered, and said to her.

Mu Shiwen was resting on the long table in the conference room and was pulled away by Gong Zeming unprepared. At this moment, the blush on Mu Shiwen's face had not faded yet.

Although Mu Shiwen wanted to resist, Gong Zeming's strength was too great. Every time Mu Shiwen tried to break away from Gong Zeming, Gong Zeming would hold Mu Shiwen's hand tighter.

"Gong Zeming, can you let me go? There are so many people here." Mu Shiwen followed Gong Zeming and watched him pull her past a group of reporters. He was really afraid of being photographed. .

"Don't worry, no one will notice you." Gong Zeming pulled Mu Shiwen to his car, opened the door for Mu Shiwen and said.

Mu Shiwen looked at the car in front of him. Although it was not as high-profile and luxurious as the cars driven by nobles he had seen.

But the black body has a more low-key luxury feel, with connotation but not ostentation. This kind of car is indeed very suitable for mature men with personal charm.

Although such a car looks low-key, it can be enhanced invisibly.

Your own sense of personal charm allows people to overcome a kind of physical charm invisibly.

Although Mu Shiwen has not completely gotten over the entanglement just now, his instinct tells him that this man is a man of taste, exactly the same as the feeling he made him five years ago.

"Get in the car." Gong Zeming opened the car door for Mu Shiwen like a gentleman.

"What I mean is that you will be photographed." Mu Shiwen explained to Gong Zeming weakly.

Mu Shiwen herself is not afraid of being photographed. She is powerless and has no news value at all. She still knows this.

But reporters will pay attention to Gong Zeming. With Gong Zeming's worth and status, if he is photographed having a private meeting with him, it will definitely be reported by major media.

Mu Shiwen thought to himself, I obviously do it for your own good, but you still don't appreciate it. She felt that Gong Zeming was really the most ungrateful person she had ever seen.

"Fasten your seat belt." Gong Zeming said to Mu Shiwen after starting his car.

Seeing that Mu Shiwen didn't react at all, Gong Zeming thought, then I can only help you fasten your seat belt.

So, Gong Zeming turned around and came to Mu Shiwen. Her face and his were so close that Mu Shiwen instantly felt that he couldn't breathe at all.

"I... will do it myself." Mu Shiwen's face turned red to a new level.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything bad to you now, but I can't guarantee it later." A smile appeared on Gong Zeming's face.

For some reason, Gong Zeming likes to tease Mu Shiwen like this recently. He always says something to stimulate Mu Shiwen. Seeing how she wants to hide but can't, Gong Zeming feels pleasure.

At this moment, Mu Shiwen felt so many grievances that he didn't know where to start.

After finally finishing the competition, I felt that I could finally relax. Just as I was about to go home, I bumped into Gong Zeming, and he took me to the car.

She still doesn't know where Gong Zeming will take her. Mu Shiwen feels that Gong Zeming will do something for him next, but he is really tired now.

But strangely enough, Mu Shiwen felt that he had changed a lot recently, especially in his attitude towards Gong Zeming. In the past, if Gong Zeming touched him, he would definitely resist.

But now, although I will instinctively resist, I am somewhat happy inside. Thinking about himself like this, Mu Shiwen couldn't help but worry that he had fallen.

"Where are we going? The children are still at home." Mu Shiwen tentatively asked Gong Zeming where they were going next.

Gong Zeming didn't answer, he just concentrated on driving the car towards the place he wanted to go.

About half an hour later, Gong Zeming took Mu Shiwen to his other residence. Gong Zeming parked his car and got out of the car.

"Come down." Unlike when he got in the car, this time Gong Zeming did not open the door for Mu Shiwen in such a gentlemanly manner, but said to Mu Shiwen in a cold tone.

Mu Shiwen didn't realize it. After being stunned for a few seconds, he understood that Gong Zeming meant to get out of the car. So I unbuckled my seat belt with some embarrassment and got out of the car.

Mu Shiwen looked at Gong Zeming, who was very gentle to him just now, but now was very indifferent to him, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This man is really fickle.

"Where is this?" Mu Shiwen looked at the building built in the city center and was a little shocked. When I passed here before, I was wondering what kind of landmark building would be built in the center of WZ City.

French-style architecture is very particular about the use of color, mainly romantic and fresh. The main aesthetic feature is to express a leisurely and contented state of mind, giving people a sunny feeling.

Mu Shiwen looked at the French architecture in front of him and couldn't help but recall what his aesthetics professor told them about the characteristics of this kind of architecture.

"My home." Gong Zeming explained to Mu Shiwen coldly.

Mu Shiwen was a little shocked. This was actually Gong Zeming's home. Was it in the city center?

"What?" Mu Shiwen knew that Gong Zeming was a very rich man, but Mu Shiwen did not expect this level of wealth.

"Go in." Gong Zeming felt that Mu Shiwen was not attractive to him at this moment compared to before.

When Mu Shiwen heard Gong Zeming say he wanted to go in, he still couldn't believe it. Was such a palace-level building built just for living?

Mu Shiwen walked into the house almost feeling uneasy. After all, if he accidentally damaged something, Gong Zeming would probably have to use his salary to pay off the debt like last time.

Although Mu Shiwen has resigned now, Bao Buqi Gong Zeming will use this to threaten him to go to work.

"Master, do you want to eat?" A very handsome man stood behind Gong Zeming and said respectfully.

"No need." Gong Zeming said to this man.

Mu Shiwen looked at the man who had followed Gong Zeming's order and retreated, feeling somewhat aroused. A pair of turquoise blue eyes almost made Mo Shiwen's soul disappear.

Rich blond hair, a high nose bridge, gentle jawbones, and seductive lips.

There is a record in "Jingxu Zhai Xiyinlu": "Everyone has a high nose and deep eyes, like a back, wearing a fur coat, with skin as trousers, and a skin bag to expose the vagina. The leader often reads a book. , take it and look at it, it is a Buddhist scripture."

From this point of view, there is no doubt that this butler is Portuguese.

"Is the housekeeper Portuguese?" Mu Shiwen was very curious about Gong Zeming's housekeeper, so he asked Gong Zeming.

"Put away your desires and follow me." Gong Zeming looked at the woman who was committing nymphomaniacs in front of him and felt that he needed to tell her what women's way was.

In this way, Mu Shiwen was pulled up by Gong Zeming again, and this time she did not resist and chose to compromise.

After all, Mu Shiwen is really tired at this moment. If he can take a rest now, Mu Shiwen will feel satisfied.

Mu Shiwen thought about his match today and felt a little regretful.

In fact, Mu Shiwen had the strength to enter the finals, but because he did not participate in the rehearsal due to an accident on the day of the rehearsal, Mu Shiwen was not familiar with the painting equipment during the competition.

So much so that during the competition, Mu Shiwen wasted a lot of time because he was familiar with the equipment. When the final deadline came, there was still a part of his painting that was not finished.

When Mu Shiwen thought of this, he couldn't help but feel sad.