Became the boss's sweet wife after divorce

No one in Yancheng's upper-class circle has heard of the matter between He Shenming and Tong Yunjing.

In other words, Feng Yue was not in this circle, so naturally he didn't know.

It's just that Feng Yue is still in shock at the moment.

He didn't expect Sun Jing to say such words to him suddenly, and looking at Sun Jing again, he unexpectedly found that Sun Jing looked at him with a little more awe.

What is there to be in awe of him? If a person from an ordinary background hadn't married He Shenming, he would probably never be able to participate in such an occasion for the rest of his life.

But since Sun Jing is Silent's special assistant...

Feng Yue's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Brother Ren Nian asked Sun Jing to rescue him?

Thinking of this, Feng Yue hurriedly searched for the shadow of Silence, but when he found Silence, he found that he was surrounded by several people. He was really busy.

Thinking that Ren Nian's brother turned out to be He Shenming's most feared little uncle, Silence, Feng Yue always felt like he was dreaming.

All of this seemed too unreal.

Sun Jing took a plate, picked up a tong and put a piece of dessert on the plate, then she handed the plate to Feng Yue.

"Hurry up and eat a little, or if someone comes to say hello later, you won't be able to eat."

Sun Jing is a silent special assistant, and only others are fawning on her, so there is no need for her to take care of others like this.

Feng Yue took the plate flattered, his face flushed red.

"I'll do it myself, you... you can eat some too." Feng Yue said hastily.

Sun Jing was amused by his nervous and cramped expression.

Mr. Feng is quite cute, and he doesn't put on airs at all.

She couldn't help but think of what Mr. Shen whispered in his ear just now: "Feng Yue is my man, you go save it."

Sun Jing was shocked at the time.

She hasn't been by Shen Mo's side for a day or two. She knows what kind of person Shen Mo is.

Mr. Shen, who is usually cold-hearted and ruthless in his actions, what did he say just now?

His people!

He actually said that it was his man!

This is simply the scene of a domineering president, isn't it?

Most importantly, who is Feng Yue?

Mr. Shen's nephew's wife...

This relationship is messy enough, but it's so fucking irritating that her nose bleeds, okay?

But being able to help Feng Yue out of the siege, Sun Jing herself took a breather, she also drank a lot of wine just now.

But after a while, someone came to look for her again.

Sun Jing was a little out of control and left. As soon as she left, Feng Yue's mood gradually sank again.

He raised his eyes, just in time to see the scene of Tong Yunjing joking with He Shenming not far away.

They are really talking and laughing!

He Shenming didn't talk much in the past, let alone laugh.

But Feng Yue could clearly see that his gaze had been following Tong Yunjing, and he didn't seem to speak much, but his face was filled with a gentle and doting smile.

It was a sincere smile, something Feng Yue had never seen before.

His heart was so stuffy, Feng Yue had the urge to escape from this place, but reason told him that he couldn't escape.

Suddenly a person Feng Yue didn't know came over to greet him.

The visitor held a wine glass in one hand, and a glass of wine in the other hand, and handed it to Feng Yue.

"Hello, can I have a glass of wine?"

Feng Yue didn't know the visitor, but he also knew that today's guests were all unusual.

He took the wine glass politely, forced a smile and said, "Of course."

However, Feng Yue didn't notice that there was a strange color in the person's eyes.

When he raised the wine glass, Feng Yue caught sight of the scene of He Shenming and Tong Yunjing talking and laughing from the corner of his eye. His heart suddenly ached, and he immediately downed a glass of wine.

However, not long after drinking a glass of wine, Feng Yue felt something was wrong.

His face was flushed, his head was dizzy, and his body was a little weak, even a little hot.

"What's wrong with you? Did you drink too much? May I help you go to the room where the guests rest for a while?"

The person opposite had already come over to support Feng Yue when he spoke.

Feng Yue frowned slightly, but seemed unable to exert any strength.

Did he really just drink too much?