The two came out of the bathroom after washing. Li Mengwei snuggled in Jing Gao's arms without wanting to move. She stared at Jing Gao with fascinated eyes and said softly: "Jing Xiaogao, I allow you not to come back tonight!"
Jing Gao's phone rang just now, but he didn't answer it.
Jing Gao gently stroked his wife's half-dried hair, feeling moved and guilty at the same time. He looked down at her beautiful eyes and said softly: "Weiwei, I have some things to go out to deal with. I will come back tonight. You are my soul's love."
Harbor.”
Li Mengwei couldn't help but chuckle, resting her head on Jing Gao's arm and looking at his face. It still looked familiar to her, full of the charm of a man in his thirties, mature and restrained, calm and gentle. "Yeah."
Watching Jing Gao leave the bedroom, and listening to his footsteps disappearing after changing clothes, a trace of sadness appeared on Li Mengwei's beautiful face.
Even if she has a big wife and a royal palace, how can she be so generous as to allow her husband to go out to find his lover during the honeymoon period? However, she still can't bear to watch him smoke alone and watch the sunset blowing the cold wind, which makes her feel heartbroken.
She privately asked Sister (Ling) Chuqing for advice. In wealthy families, this kind of thing is basically the same as in ancient times: monogamy and multiple concubines. As long as it is not too excessive, wives will basically tolerate it.
"I don't know how I fell into your trap. I suddenly felt that there was someone in my heart. I wanted to see him and talk to him. If I had known that you were such a romantic person, I would have definitely rejected you."
Li Mengwei looked at the bright moon outside the window and couldn't help but thought in trance. But if life is just like the first time she met, how could she refuse?
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The black S-Class Mercedes-Benz was driving on the road in the capital, the night was dark, and the traffic was shuttling. Jing Gao originally lived in Dongcheng, and a little further by car was the Bulgari Hotel in the embassy district. The person who called him just now was Hu
Jirere.
"Ai Yang..." Jing Gao felt a little emotional in his heart. He was indeed a scumbag. Weiwei's tolerance for him put him in the most satisfying situation for a man. But he still felt a little guilty in his heart. He wanted to find someone to talk to and resolve it.
One or two.
He was about to talk to the bodyguard and Tai Chi master Chen Aiyang who was driving, but he retracted his words as soon as he spoke. Speaking of which, Chen Aiyang is still two years younger than him. He is only twenty-seven years old this year.
Chen Aiyang drove the car intently, smiled and did not respond. The boss treated him very well. The annual salary and stock dividends totaled 3.6 million, not counting the benefits paid to him during the holidays. This treatment was better than
Several of his senior brothers who are making a living elsewhere are much taller.
After learning martial arts, he worked in the imperial family. Of course he didn't listen to the boss's affairs.
Jing Gao did not force the topic to be discussed. He sent a message back to Re Re via WeChat: Re Re, I will be there in a while.
"Uncle, hurry up. Tzuyu is leaving later. We are already drinking and chatting in the suite. She will go to work tomorrow."
Jing Gao ignored Nuan WeChat and looked at the night view outside the car window, his thoughts diverging. He remembered his thoughts in the courtyard before dinner. The courtyard was still a bit small! When he had something on his mind and wanted to distract himself, the view and the place were very good.
Restricted.
It would be better to live in a villa.
In a big city, a house is the history of one's struggle. Rent a small house, rent a larger house, buy a small house for investment, two or three bedrooms, then move to a building with a king's house, a school district house, then a villa, or a certain house in North America.
A house in a Chinese community in a livable city.
This is roughly the route. Jing Gao learned about it when he was chatting with Xiao Qiao. But at this time, he had a deep understanding: after living in a courtyard for a long time, he wanted to live in a villa with a good view of the community and a good view.
Later, Weiwei and I lived together in Xishan Yuyuan, a villa area near Yanda University. The environment there was elegant and nice.
The new manor-style villa he is building next to the Blue Lake Club in the southern suburbs of Beijing covers an area of about 160 acres. Including the renovation time, it will take about more than a year to be completed. Living by the canal will also be a good choice by then.
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At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the villa area where Ren's family lived at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain. Rows of private villas were hidden in the mountains and forests. They covered a large area and had exclusive views of Xiangshan Mountain. However, it was difficult to drive in and out.
Of course, it is impossible for him to move in and be neighbors with the Ren family. The relationship is already that of strangers.
Thinking of this, Jing Gao couldn't help but think of the beautiful mature woman in the coffee shop that day, Zhang Ting. Thinking of her charming appearance at that time, it was wonderful. Thinking of her saying on the second floor of the coffee shop: risking her life to accompany the young master, I couldn't help but feel a surge in my heart.
.
He has not seen Zhang Ting since that time. At noon on the day of his wedding, Zhang Ting sent him a text message: Xiaojing, happy wedding! It can be seen that he did not leave traces in the heart of this beautiful mature woman.
And he also wanted to find her again.
So speaking of it, he feels sorry for Weiwei in many ways. His current guilt is a bit hypocritical. How many men in his position can calm down? Unless their bodies can't keep up.
Therefore, the emotion in his heart is just that. He must treat Weiwei even better in the future, so that he can be worthy of her indulgence towards him. Beauty is so kind!
The neon lights outside the car window flashed by. Jing Gao wanted to understand his problem. The shackles in his heart were removed. He felt relieved. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message to his new assistant Dugu Jing: Dugu, help me in France.
Buy an island in Polynesia with a better location and better scenery, and then build it into a 5A-level scenic spot. I want to give this island to Weiwei.
"Okay, Mr. Jing. I'll choose the location first." Dugujing quickly replied to the message. Looking at the phone screen that dimmed two minutes later, knowing that Mr. Jing had no further instructions, she waved her fist and cheered herself up.
: "Dugu, you can do it!"
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Hu Ji Rere’s full name is: Apurel-Mayinur. However, few friends call her by her full name, they all call her “Rere”.
She is a senior student at the Magic City Theater Academy. She has signed a contract with a brokerage company (Qinghan Culture), rented a house in the capital, and filmed several plays. Her father is a singer in the Magic City Opera Troupe, and her mother is a singer in the Magic City Opera Troupe.
Working in an orchestra.
In the luxurious garden balcony suite of the Bulgari Hotel, Rener was drinking champagne and listening to her friend Liu Ziyu on the phone. She does not sing, but is an actress. She usually has no taboos about drinks.
Jing Gao's beloved kitten Liu Ziyu and Re Re were doing beauty treatments in the Bulgari Hotel's spa together. Then they would go back to the hotel suite to take a shower and wear loose, soft and thick white nightgowns in the air-conditioned room.
Her figure of 1.62 meters is in excellent proportions, with ups and downs of curves. A section of her white lotus-root-like calf is exposed outside her nightgown. She is beautiful and fair. Her ten toes are painted with black nail polish, and she has a coquettish beauty.
She was dealing with a suitor on the phone. This man was a talented person from Beijing who was introduced to her by Sister Ma in her workplace. She had to deal with it.
"Ms. Liu, the hot springs and red wine in the Chateau Lafayette Hotel in Changping are very good. Are you interested in going to the hot springs together on the weekend?"
"Oh, Mr. Wei, I have something to do on the weekend..."
"Come on, Tzuyu. You don't know how beautiful you are. As soon as I saw you, I thought you were as beautiful as a fairy in the sky. I have admired you for a long time..."
Liu Ziyu didn't want to hear the words of confession below. She had experienced being confessed and praised in this way many times, so she quickly said: "The signal here is a bit bad, goodbye!"
After hanging up the phone, Liu Ziyu sighed helplessly and complained to Nuan Nuan, who was looking at her with concern: "A man introduced by a eldest sister in the work unit wanted to invite me to a hot spring hotel for a drink after just one meal.
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Nuanre was also wearing a white nightgown, leaning lazily on the sofa, looking more and more wealthy. She giggled and narrowed her bright eyes, "Tzuyu, this is not asking you to take a hot spring bath, but I want to take a bath."
You! He has such beautiful thoughts! Hey, did he give you a gift?"
Chatting in private, this superb Hu Ji is very relaxed.
"I give you a gift for the first time we have dinner. Nuanre, have you ever been in love? I won't accept it even if he gives it to me!" Liu Ziyu gave a funny look and drank champagne. She was thinking about who gave her the gift.
It's not even as good as what Brother Jing gave her! It's just...
