The Pillow of the Bad President

Zhuang Qintong supported Mrs. Zhuang.

She followed Qin Huainian to go abroad together, and left the Zhuang family for four months. Now that she is back, she is with Mrs. Zhuang every day, and wants to make up for the lack of filial piety during this time in front of the other party.

After all, in the Zhuang family, she relied entirely on Mrs. Zhuang.

Mrs. Zhuang has a hobby of listening to opera, and Zhuang Qintong accompanied her here today, but unexpectedly, she saw the scene on the opposite side of the street.

Hao Yan lowered her head slightly, her eyelashes drooping, she was a little charming in the sun.

Qin Huainian at the side held her with a big hand, and there was only tenderness in his eyes behind the glasses.

At that night, the moonlight was unknown.

Zhuang Qintong didn't see it clearly, and couldn't be sure if it was Qin Huainian's car, but at this moment, he could clearly see that the commercial car was Qin Huainian's, and the two sat in it together.

She was shocked.

Zhuang Qintong's planned future was ruined by Hao Yan.

But Hao Yan replaced her and became the best fashion designer, and also had a sweet love, and the family affection bestowed by the dealer.

She was not only jealous, but jealous. She couldn't see Hao Yan being so happy.

So Zhuang Qintong planned secretly, and finally let Qin Huainian break up with her, and let her get married as the daughter of the dealer, although the result deviated from what he expected.

But Hao Yan finally got married, and she and Qin Huainian were completely finished.

This made Zhuang Qintong feel much happier.

But they are still together

Zhuang Qintong's eyes were gloomy.

Mrs. Zhuang noticed her strangeness, and looked over at her, but the commercial vehicle had already driven away, and she was a bit dazzled by her age, so she asked in confusion, "Qintong, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Zhuang Qintong returned to his senses, calmly restrained his emotions, and said with a smile, "Grandma, the opera is about to start, let's go in quickly."

Madam Zhuang no doubt nodded her head.

The sun is still shining.

The office building is still full of busy figures, and the atmosphere in the conference room is serious.

The blinds were down, the employees were sitting around the conference table, and the reporting manager was talking endlessly. Everyone looked at the lit projection cloth, only Xi Zhen, whose eyes were a little out of focus.

In such an important meeting, he lost his mind.

After the manager's report, the room became quiet, but the secretary standing behind reminded him, "cough"

Only then did Xi Zhen withdraw her thoughts, and said, "I'll come here first today, the meeting is over."

At the end of the meeting, the secretary followed Xi Zhen back to the office.

It was not the first time that there was an episode in the meeting just now. In the past few days, Xi Zhen seemed to be distracted frequently.

The secretary has been with Xi Zhen for many years. He knows that since his girlfriend passed away, most of his energy in life has been devoted to work, [-]% devoted, mechanical and numb. Using this method to fill up time has never appeared. desertion during meetings.

However, there seems to be something going on.

After marriage, Xi Zhen's brows and eyes are still covered with sadness, but it seems that it has faded a lot unconsciously.

The secretary asked with concern, "Mr. Xi, do you have any troubles recently?"

Xi Zhen was silent for a while upon hearing this, "It is indeed a little bit"

The crescent moon is surrounded by stars, against the black and ink night sky.

It was eleven o'clock on the wall clock.

Hao Yan went to the studio after get off work.

I came back very late after being busy, so I just took a shower, my hair was not blown, and I simply wiped it with a towel.

She was thirsty and wanted to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

Tangtang and the maid had already fallen asleep, and the first floor was also quiet.

When Hao Yan passed the living room, she noticed a faint light, and there was a vague silhouette on the sofa. The relationship between the light was not clear, and the smoke in her hand was surrounded by white mist.

She stopped and called out uncertainly, "Xi Zhen"

The shadow on the sofa paused slightly, and his voice was hoarse, "Well, Yanzi, you haven't slept yet."

When Xi Zhen raised his head, he pinched the cigarette in his hand very gentlemanly.

He is well-bred. Although he is addicted to cigarettes, he knows that there are children at home and never smokes indoors. Even if he wants to smoke, he will go to the balcony outside. Just now he thought that their mother and daughter were asleep.

Hao Yan gestured to him for the water glass in her hand, and walked over with a smile, "You're drinking."

As he got closer, besides the smell of alcohol covered by the smell of smoke, there was misty eyes in his eyes.

Xi Zhen nodded, her tongue was a little big, "Well, there is a dinner tonight."

He looked a little drunk.

Hao Yan was a little surprised. The last time Qin Yu deliberately fought wine with him, he drank Qin Yu into a muddy state. He was still very sober, but tonight he drank a lot, and his sitting posture was a little limp.

In addition to drunkenness, there was also a tired shadow on his face.

Like Qin Huainian, Xi Zhen has a mountain of work and various entertainments every day.

Thinking of Qin Huainian, her heart softened.

Seeing that he was sitting on the sofa without moving, Hao Yan must have been drunk and had no strength to go upstairs, so she kindly stepped forward, "Xi Zhen, would you like me to help you upstairs?"

Xi Zhen was seen through by her, and nodded with an embarrassed smile, "Okay, I'll trouble you then."

Hao Yan walked over, ready to help him up.

Xi Zhen stood up with the strength of her arm. There was only one floor lamp turned on in the living room, and the light was dim. Hao Yan accidentally stepped on his slippers, and when he walked forward, he suddenly stumbled.

Hao Yan said anxiously, "Be careful"

She subconsciously wanted to help, but she didn't have enough strength, so she fell into the sofa instead.

And Xi Zhen fell on top of her.

This accident happened too suddenly, and it was really embarrassing. Hao Yan hurriedly wanted to sit up, but Xi Zhen, who was pressing on her, did not move.

Hao Yan frowned, "Xi Zhen"

Xi Zhen stared at her silently.

In the hazy light, Hao Yan's clear eyes were like crystals, full of brilliance.

Xi Zhen looked a little lost.

This was the first time that the two of them were so close that they could even breathe together.

The breath that belonged to her lingered around his nose, and Xi Zhen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if there was a torch in his heart that ignited the night.

Hao Yan was startled when she noticed that the facial features in front of her eyes were expanding.

Apart from the hazy drunkenness in his eyes, there was also a strange scorching heat faintly.

When Xi Zhen's kiss fell, Hao Yan quickly turned her head away, but his lips still touched her neck.

The soft skin seems to stimulate the human senses.

Xi Zhen stretched out her hand towards her slender waist.

Hao Yan opened her eyes wide in panic, pushed him hard, and said in a loud voice, "No, Xi Zhen, you're too drunk."

Xi Zhen paused.

Touching her dilated pupils, he was full of panic inside. He turned over and sat up as if awakened, and the frenzy in his eyes gradually regained his composure.

"I'm sorry," Xi Zhen said apologetically, "I drank too much and thought you were her."

The Pillow of the Bad President