Zhao Hanchen thought it was cute when Cheng Weiyue looked at him blankly like this. He raised his thick eyebrows slightly, smiled happily, pressed his fingertips on the girl's lips, and twisted them gently.

His voice is so magnetic that it makes people's scalp tingle: "Does the lemon juice taste good?"

Cheng Weiyue's face turned red, she nodded, and her voice sounded like a kitten: "It tastes good..."

Zhao Hanchen knew that she was thin-skinned, so he stopped teasing her. He just clasped the hand around her waist and rubbed it from time to time.

On his wrist was a Patek Philippe watch with a very wide strap that made her feel a little painful.

Cheng Weiyue didn't say a word and endured it silently.

"Is Yueyue graduating soon?" Li Zhao asked casually.

Cheng Weiyue heard Zhao Han snort, with a magnetic and sexy voice that sounded like he was trying to confuse people: "It's my senior year at the beginning of school, and I'm looking for an internship."

Li Zhao was delighted: "Brother Shen, the Zhao family has a big business. It's easy to raise an intern, right?"

Zhao Han and Chenfeng looked at Cheng Weiyue with some deep meaning in their eyes: "Ning Ning, come to work next to me, okay?"

Ningning is her nickname.

Cheng Weiyue pressed her fingertips against the wall of the cup, lowered her head for a while, and then said softly: "No... I'll find a job by myself."

Li Zhao was already breaking out in a cold sweat. He knew Zhao Hanchen's character very well, and how could he tolerate rejection.

Sure enough, the latter sneered, and his tone became more cool: "Ning Ning, I like obedient girls."

Li Zhao thought that Cheng Weiyue usually gave people the impression of being soft and not aggressive at all. At this time, Zhao Hanchen had already spoken so harshly, and he thought she would give in.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Weiyue put down the cup and her voice became softer and calmer: "I am dating you, not supporting you. Zhao Hanchen, I like you very much, but we are equal."

Zhao Hanchen felt that Cheng Weiyue was very ignorant and very disappointing.

Mr. Zhao actually has a bad temper, and he is usually followed by others. There are only a handful of people in Jingcheng who dare to make him uncomfortable like this.

He barely held back his temper, rubbed his temples gently with his fingertips, his eyes fell lightly on Cheng Weiyue's face, and he said with a bit of coldness: "Don't want to?"

Cheng Weiyue shook her head and looked down at the lemon juice in the glass without saying anything.

Zhao Hanchen laughed coldly and took a sip of strong wine without saying a word. The next moment, he held Cheng Weiyue's chin and lowered his head to kiss her under her panicked eyes.

He knew that she was allergic to alcohol, so he deliberately bullied her, moved arbitrarily, and felt so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Cheng Weiyue tasted the low-alcoholic wine on his lips, her scalp numbed, and she pushed him away with all her strength.

Everyone present was shocked.

When everyone reacted, the door was slammed shut and Cheng Weiyue had already left.

The little girl has quite a bad temper and really doesn't give her any face.

Li Zhao looked at Zhao Hanchen's gloomy and unpredictable face, coughed, and said: "Brother Shen, what are you arguing with the little girl about? Don't be angry..."

Speaking of the back, the momentum is very weak.

Zhao Hanchen didn't know what he was thinking. The monster's face was stained with frost. He kicked the low table in front of him, and the wine bottle on it fell to the ground, breaking into pieces and making a lot of noise...

Cheng Weiyue felt that she must be drunk.

Her eyes became a little unclear, and she almost used her last bit of consciousness to take a taxi at the door.

The rain was a bit heavy, and her clothes and shoes were soaked.

The guests of Yuxian are all glamorous and respectable, like Cheng Weiyue's style of drowned quail, the style of painting is really abrupt.

After finally stopping a car, the driver looked at Cheng Weiyue and was afraid of getting the car dirty, so he didn't stop.

Zhou Jingwei was driving and saw a girl standing on the roadside from a distance, taking a taxi in the rain.

He has always had a good sense of calm, and he walked away from a drinking party while chatting and laughing lazily, without even drinking a drop of wine.

At this time, his calm and cold eyes fell on Cheng Weiyue and dimmed slightly.

Cheng Weiyue saw a Cullinan SUV stop in front of her. It was a blackbadge and its license plate number was consecutive 7.

The custom in Jingcheng is seven up and eight down. Seven is the number with the best meaning.

The passenger window was knocked down.

That was the first time Cheng Weiyue saw Zhou Jingwei.

He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his slender fingers were firmly clasped on the steering wheel. His knuckles were like jade, cold white and beautiful.

Cheng Weiyue saw his face through the pattering rain.

It was a dignified and gentle face, and the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were very attractive, with a dull look and a smile that did not reach the bottom of the eyes.

For example, people living in the prosperous world have a strong sense of abstinence.

He spoke with a clear voice, a little old-fashioned and lazy: "If you can't get to the car in such a heavy rain, get in the car and I will see you off."

Cheng Weiyue's mind was no longer very clear. She just vaguely heard the word "get in the car" and obeyed obediently.

The September night was already a little chilly. Zhou Jingwei looked at Cheng Weiyue's wet appearance and turned on the heater.

The little girl was hit by the hot wind and looked straight ahead, looking a little dazed.

At a red light intersection, Zhou Jingwei stopped the car, turned his head slightly and asked her: "Where do you live?"

Cheng Weiyue said nothing, and suddenly raised two index fingers and placed them on her head.

Her face was crimson from alcoholism, and her charming almond-shaped eyes were moist, making her look a little more childish and cute.

Zhou Jingwei was indeed amused by her cute appearance and asked her: "What are you doing?"

"The signal...it's raining...the signal is not good, I'm receiving the signal..." Her cheeks were very red and her speech was unclear. She was probably drunk.

The smile in Zhou Jingwei's eyes grew stronger, and he didn't start the car until the urging sound of the whistle came from behind.

"Why did the car start..." Her voice was small.

Zhou Jingwei heard this and answered her seriously: "I'll take you to a place with a good signal."

Cheng Weiyue put down her hands obediently and nodded her head.

Later on the road, neither of them spoke.

During this period, Zhou Jingwei's phone rang. He answered it using Bluetooth and said in a deep voice: "Hello."

It was business, so his expression became a little colder.

When he spoke, his deeply creased double eyelids drooped slightly, and he responded in a smooth and graceful manner.

It was the first time Cheng Weiyue saw someone doing the act of answering the phone in an elegant and profound manner.

She couldn't help but take a second look.

Zhou Jingwei put down the phone and saw Cheng Weiyue's unconcealed eyes.

Zhou Jingwei has been surrounded by people since he was young. He has good looks, a good family background, and is perfect in everything he does. Perhaps because of this, it is difficult for him to get satisfaction from the admiration of others.

And he is 28 this year, and he has long passed the age where he can easily get excited. But on this rainy night with autumn approaching, for the first time in his life, his heart swells.

The little girl was so drunk that he originally wanted to send her to the hotel. But at this moment, he asked her out of the blue: "My house has many rooms and the signal is very good. Do you want to come and stay?"
Chapter completed!