Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

The driver paused, "Is the girl okay?"

Ji Zihan shook Song Yuning.

The car window was open and the evening breeze blew in, bringing with it the slightly damp coolness of August.

Song Yuning tilted her head back, resting her body softly on Ji Zihan's shoulder, breathing in the fresh air deeply.

She closed her eyes and let the cool air touch her warm cheeks.

Then he sighed with some happiness.

"Wow...sea breeze..."

Seeing that she was still able to speak, the driver said nothing more.

The car was speeding and the night wind blew in, ruffling her loose hair.

Ji Zihan raised his hand and gently pulled off her hairband, and her curly hair scattered like seaweed. The silhouette in his memory overlapped with the person in front of him.

He stared at her straight, his deep eyes filled with darkness and unclear meaning.

He wanted to say something, but hesitated.

He just stared at the woman's profile for a long time.

From the forehead to the eyelashes to the tip of the nose, and then to the lips and chin, not a single inch or a single millimeter was left out.

Apart from her makeup and appearance, she is still the same as before, with no changes.

His gaze was as hot as fire. Song Yuning suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at him sideways.

"What's the topic today?"

Their eyes met, Ji Zihan pretended to be calm and was stunned for a moment, "What."

Song Yuning smiled and said, "Pretend..."

Ji Zihan: “…”

What does she mean by this? Is she drunk?

"Do you know who I am?" he asked in a low voice.

Song Yuning burped and patted his chest hard, "You, you are a scumbag."

"...What a scumbag."

Ji Zihan's brows furrowed, anger evident on his face.

"Ji, Ji Zihan...scumbag..."

Song Yuning murmured, then closed her eyes and leaned weakly into his arms, gasping for breath.

The hot breath stuck to his neck, mixed with the intoxicating smell of alcohol, and a tingling sensation immediately spread throughout his limbs along the hot blood.

Ji Zihan's throat suddenly tightened.

He loosened his tie with two fingers anxiously to suppress his restless heartbeat.

She said he was a scumbag, then what was she.

How could she explain what happened between her and Li Yuze? Why didn't she say that she was a bad woman, but talked about him instead?

Could it be that he read the few pieces of information released by the media before?

Didn't he have it clarified a long time ago?

In short, Ji Zihan believes that he has a clear conscience.

Thinking of what happened three years ago, he still felt so angry that his head was swelling.

But at this moment, the woman leaned softly in his arms, her porcelain white fingers grasping his collar without him knowing when, her eyelashes drooped, and she looked well-behaved and quite lovable.

Ji Zihan didn't vent the anger in his heart.

But soon, Song Yuning felt a burning sensation in her stomach, and a wave of nausea rose up her throat.

"Well……"

She immediately covered her mouth and began to dry heave.

The driver was startled when he heard the sound. Damn, he’s drunk again.

He turned his head and glanced sideways, "Spit out two hundred on the bus."

Song Yuning lowered her head and her ears trembled.

I don't know whether I was awake or not, a jade hand suddenly stretched out from the scattered hair, "Stop, stop the car!"

When this sound was made, the driver felt as if he had been pardoned. After a sharp friction sound, the taxi stopped abruptly by the roadside.

"Hurry up and get off." He waved his hand in disdain.

Without waiting for Ji Zihan to react, Song Yuning pushed open the door on her side of the car and staggered to the ground.

"Bai Yuning!" He hurriedly followed and shouted.

Fortunately, it was late at night and there were no cars on the road. Ji Zihan breathed a sigh of relief and helped her from the middle of the road to the side of the road.

"Are you crazy? You want to die!" he cursed.

Song Yuning squatted down, refusing to move, hugged her legs, looked up at him with red eyes,

"You are so mean to me! You are so mean to me..."

"You are so shameless... Do you know how scary burps are?!"

She suddenly lost control and began to accuse him, hiccuping as she spoke, her words unclear.

"stand up."

Ji Zihan was helpless, so he bent down, held her arm tightly, and tried to help her up.

"I can't afford it."

She raised her head stubbornly and glared at him with her big, watery eyes.

Song Yuning knew it was a dream, so she became a little unscrupulous.

I can’t remember how many times I have dreamed of this man. In all kinds of rapidly changing scenes, he is as reserved and cold as ever. Sometimes he quarrels with her, and sometimes he is affectionate with her.

What is impossible in reality is omnipotent in dreams, so she naturally has to seize the opportunity.

So she stretched out her arms to him, and said coquettishly,

"You hug me."