Yao Yifeng had already gotten up from the ground, buttoning his shirt while sneering at me, "Sister, you still want to seduce Mr. Zhou? Don't you see how old you are? You're still daydreaming. If Brother Chenyu knew about this, he would definitely not want you..."
My face darkened, and I walked over and slapped him.
Yao Yifeng was very unwilling to accept the kick I had just given him, and now I slapped him again. He covered his face and stared at me in disbelief, "You hit me?"
"I hit you. Who raised you? Who carried you to the hospital when you were sick? I was the one who brought you into the Yao family. It's not an exaggeration to say that I'm your mother. But you actually wanted to sleep with me just now?"
"I'm telling you, I don't want Xie Chenyu anymore either. You'd better not tell anyone I'm here, otherwise I'll tell the world that you just tried to sleep with me, and let everyone see what a disgusting thing you are!"
Yao Yifeng's face turned red and white, and he dared not say a word. It was obvious that he was intimidated by me.
I knew he wouldn't tell anyone. In fact, he probably wanted me to leave Xie Chenyu so that his Qingqing could be with Xie Chenyu.
Leaning on the sofa, I poured myself a drink and took a sip. What was going on? I was a little looking forward to meeting Zhou Binchen.
I patted my chest, thinking that maybe being able to meet Zhou Binchen meant I could also meet Nan Nan and Chen Chen, so that was why I was so happy.
Yes, that must be it.
Yao Yifeng, who was standing by, stared at my laughing expression warily, feeling a little confused.
He actually saw this woman smile just now?
The last time I saw me smile was when I took him back to the Yao family, and Yao's parents agreed to adopt him.
But now, I am actually going to hook up with other men just because I want to leave the Yao family?
For a moment, an indescribable bitterness surged in my heart, just like the inexplicable irritation he felt when he learned that I was engaged to Xie Chenyu.
He smiled self-deprecatingly, suppressed his inner panic, lowered his eyes and hid his complicated expression in the darkness.
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At the cocktail party, guests were everywhere, dressed in elegant clothes.
I was waiting outside with a few young and beautiful girls, waiting to be dispatched by our respective sponsors.
These days I stayed in the nightclub run by Xie Chenyu. The manager knew about my relationship with Yao Yifeng and didn't dare to neglect me. He also taught me a lot about self-cultivation as a stand-in.
I was stunned when the manager took out a small notebook which recorded Mrs. Zhou's preferences.
Mrs. Zhou likes to wear light-colored clothes and doesn't like to wear makeup.
She likes slightly spicy food, has a southern taste, likes sweet and sour dishes, and especially loves coriander.
The manager even knew that Mrs. Zhou was allergic to peanuts.
I was shocked. After asking around, I found out that Zhou Binchen was already a pathological lunatic who was criticized in the circle.
Not only did he use the late Mrs. Zhou's bowls and chopsticks when eating at home, he even went home to cook Mrs. Zhou's favorite dishes for three meals a day.
These things had already been spread by people with ulterior motives.
Therefore, those who wanted to take advantage of the Zhou family or bring it down tried their best to find a substitute for Mrs. Zhou to control him and achieve their goal.
It’s a pity that even if one group of people failed, another group would still find ways to send women.
It is said that this annual Yuncheng business cocktail party is the only public event that Zhou Bingchen will attend for the sake of the president's face.
Therefore, many bosses or owners of small workshops rushed to bring "gifts" that they thought they were satisfied with, and wanted to make friends with this legendary business tycoon.
At this moment, I was standing at the door looking at these two girls who looked very similar to me, and I couldn't help feeling mixed emotions.
We women are like commodities waiting to be sold, pitiful and helpless.
Soon, Xie Chenyu and a group of bosses exchanged greetings and were respectfully led into the banquet hall by waiters wearing white gloves and took their seats.
But we, the stand-ins, were just called out to someone and then forced to go in, each looking for our own sponsor, without even being qualified to sit down.
The manager who taught me step by step pulled me over and encouraged me excitedly, "Girl, you're the most like that one here. I believe you can do it. Don't forget me when you become successful!"
The corners of my mouth twitched, and I looked at Xie Chenyu who was toasting with others at the table.
It seems that he really doesn't know the relationship between Yao Zitong and me, and he doesn't know that the substitute he is going to give to others today is his fiancée.
You know, even if he doesn't like me, he wouldn't do something that would embarrass himself.
I patted the manager on the shoulder, saying that if we become rich, we should not forget each other. Then I lowered my head and stood silently behind Xie Chenyu, acting as his secretary and helping him pour wine.
When the banquet was about to begin, Zhou Bingchen finally arrived late.
Those bosses who had been looking forward to it finally breathed a sigh of relief, straightened their ties and were ready to come forward and make friends at any time.
I stood there, my eyes unconsciously following his movements.
Under the crystal chandelier, he was wearing a well-tailored black suit, with a serious look in his eyes and a sharp profile that, under the light, showed the mature charm of a man who had experienced many hardships.
As soon as he appeared, the eyes of people around him were attracted by his innate noble and majestic aura.
Just one glance and my eyes were inexplicably wet.
In just three years, it felt like a century had passed since I last saw him again.
I secretly felt lucky that he didn't suffer any serious injuries in the explosion.
At this moment, he turned his head and looked left and right, as if he was going to look at me in the next second.
For a moment, I stared at him with my heart beating like a drum, as if it would jump out of my chest in the next second as he looked at me.
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