A ray of clear sunlight poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Qiu Yiren opened her eyes drowsily.
Swelling and pain in the head.
How much did you drink yesterday?
The memory fragments in my mind are constantly recalling:
From, the presidential box of the Marriott Hotel was poisoned by Fei Fanjin.
Until Chen Zongheng caressed her and left...
Then, the scene shifted to the bank of the Bund...I was resting on Mr. Chen's shoulder...speaking all inexplicable words.
etc?!
Qiu Yiren reacted suddenly!
Pillow on Mr. Chen’s shoulder??
Whoa~! She jumped up from the bed.
Oh my God.
What kind of drunkenness did you do last night?!
How could...how could I be lying on Mr. Chen's shoulders?!
This is so embarrassing.
She was so drunk last night that her words and actions were out of control.
The memory in her brain was hazy, and she was a little confused.
I was so embarrassed last night.
After all, he is a rich CEO.
She had never been drunk in front of a man in her life.
Last night was the first time.
The first time I got so drunk, the first time I cried so heartbroken.
Qiu Yiren scratched her messy long hair with her jade hands at a loss. At this moment, she felt at a loss, sluggish, and uncomfortable.
The emotions from last night came to her mind, and she finally had mixed feelings.
Fei Fanjin’s betrayal.
Like a sword, it stabbed into her heart.
That, was once the best friend.
"Miss, are you up? I've prepared hot red date porridge for you, which can help you sober up." At this moment, the nanny walked into the room carrying a bowl of hot porridge.
"Auntie, how did I get back to my room yesterday?" Qiu Yiren asked subconsciously.
Because her memory was completely broken last night on the Bund riverside. It was fragmented after drinking.
"Oh, last night. You drank too much last night, and it was Mr. Chen who brought you back." The nanny explained.
Huh~ I heard this.
Qiu Yiren's pretty face was once again blushing and messy.
this.
She shook her head vigorously to interrupt the chaotic thoughts in her heart.
Then he took off his clothes, turned around and walked into the bathroom...
…
At the same time, the villa opposite.
Chen Zongheng had also finished his morning exercise and took a cold shower.
He came to the clothes rack and as soon as he picked up the suit jacket, he smelled the smell of alcohol on it.
There is also a slight hint of feminine fragrance.
This is... the scent left by the drunken woman Qiu Yiren who lay on her body last night.
Thinking of that woman's drunk appearance last night... Chen Zongheng was slightly stunned for a few seconds.
Then, he frowned.
He threw the suit jacket into the trash can.
He has a mysophobia and is not used to wearing clothes that have been stained by women.
He turned around and went to the closet, picked out a clean suit jacket and put it on.
Then put on your watch.
Wearing a neat suit, he is handsome and elegant.
He just walked out of the villa calmly and indifferently.
Walking towards the Qiu family villa opposite...
…
In the Qiu family villa manor, a sumptuous breakfast has been prepared.
Parents Qiu Huaihai and Luo Xiangnan had already gone out early in the morning to handle company affairs.
Only two daughters remain at home.
Qiu Yiren is taking a bath upstairs.
Under the autumn frost, the little witch is wearing a sexy silk nightgown today, with long pale golden hair hanging down her shoulders. She is sitting on the sofa with her long legs exposed, her beautiful eyes are slightly expectant, as if she is waiting for someone.
A few minutes later.
An elegant and handsome man's figure stepped into the villa.
When he saw this figure, Qiu Shuangxia quickly straightened his posture.
She pushed her swollen little breasts out, and then gently overlapped and outlined her long legs under her nightgown, trying to make the long legs faintly exposed, as if to seduce her.
But the look on her pretty face was pretending to be calm, and she blinked her watery eyes, which was extremely cute and attractive.
"Baby face, why didn't you answer my call yesterday?"
Sitting on the sofa under Qiu Shuang, with her hands on her waist, her beautiful eyes stared at Chen Zongheng.
As soon as Chen Zongheng entered the door, he was a little confused and glanced at this fart girl.
He ignored her and sat down at the dining table.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why did you block my phone yesterday?"
Seeing this man ignoring her, Qiu Shuangxia suddenly became unhappy.
Putting on her slippers, she sat across from the dining table and looked at Chen Zongheng with her beautiful eyes.
"It's useless for you to escape like this. Unless you turn off your mobile phone. Because I have a mobile phone number."
"Unless you turn off your phone for the rest of your life. Otherwise, sooner or later you will have to answer my call."
Under the autumn frost, she pouted her sexy little red lips and said threateningly.
Chen Zongheng finally raised his head and glanced at her lightly.
He replied with three words, "Crazy."
"You!" Qiu Shuangxia was immediately angry, and threw her small body in front of the dining table, as if she had the urge to fight with Chen Zongheng in the next second.
In the collar of her nightgown, her pair of snow-white temptations swayed faintly due to her movements.
"Girl, what are you doing? Don't be rude to Mr. Chen."
At this moment, a magnetic shout came from the stairs on the second floor.
My sister Qiu Yiren is walking downstairs in high heels.
Wearing a lo-coat, sexy and attractive, with long hair and smooth shawl, the whole person exudes a mature charm.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were faint, he slowly raised his head and glanced at this woman.
Qiu Yiren was very drunk last night and talked a lot of nonsense.
At this moment, the noble temperament was restored again.
Wearing an OL uniform, with long hair like a shawl, long smooth legs, and a pair of silver high heels, she looks sexy and attractive.
Everything about her body exudes the noble temperament of a female CEO.
It is difficult to connect the noble CEO in front of him with the woman who was lying on his shoulder last night, drunk and crying...
At this time, when Qiu Yiren's eyes met Chen Zongheng's, her heart skipped a beat.
Thinking of the drunken scene last night, her pretty face turned a little red.
Went downstairs in high heels.
Qiu Yiren concealed the complicated and messy thoughts in her heart.
"Let's have breakfast." She said, sitting at the dining table, pretending to be calm, and started eating.
Chen Zongheng was not polite, still calm and composed, picked up the knife and fork, and started cutting the steak.
To him, it seemed that the pair of sisters in front of him were just like stone sculptures, without any attraction at all.
"Sister, staying at home is so boring, shall I go to school tomorrow?" Qiu Shuangxia pouted at the dining table.
She has been recuperating at home for a week.
Stay at home, send text messages to this pretty boy Chen Zongheng and call him without replying. You might as well go back to school and continue to bully those young juniors and seniors.
Qiu Yiren glanced at her sister with her beautiful eyes.
"are you sure?"
"Make sure, I'm fine and can go to school." Qiu Shuangxia explained.
"Okay, I'll contact the school tomorrow." Qiu Yiren hesitated and said.
Safety under the autumn frost must be given top priority.
She didn't want the kidnapping to happen again.
Her Qiu family cannot bear that kind of price.
Therefore, even if Qiu Shuang goes to study, she must make... complete safety preparations.
…
After breakfast, Qiu Yi and Chen Zongheng took a Mercedes-Benz and left the Qiu family manor.
Along the way, the atmosphere inside the Mercedes-Benz seemed a little quiet.
Qiu Yiren sat in the car, opened her laptop, and used the green to escape the awkward atmosphere.
The drunken scene last night did not close the distance between the two. Instead, it made Qiu Yiren a little embarrassed.
Chen Zongheng, on the other hand, sat quietly in the car.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Half an hour later, the Mercedes-Benz motorcade slowly stopped at the downstairs of Qiu's Building.
Qiu Yiren closed the computer and stepped out of the car.
But Chen Zongheng did not get out of the car.
"You go up first." He said to Qiu Yiren.
"I'm going to an appointment."
Then, he closed the car door again.
Qiu Yiren looked confused and a little confused.
But it didn't think much and turned around and walked into the building.
Inside the Mercedes-Benz, Chen Zongheng lit a cigarette.
His eyes were dark and he said to the driver, "Go to the WJ Marriott Twin Hotel."
