After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 164 Very Rebellious

Sheng Xifang couldn't help tightening her slender waist, "Pay attention to the impact."

Look at this ascetic face...

Gee.

Sheng Xifang is indeed Yan Ba!

Wen Jingrou clenched her fists involuntarily, this Zhao Chumian is actually the young mistress of the Sheng family!

No wonder she was so arrogant when she was at Star Entertainment!

One phone call and you can do whatever you want.

But marrying Sheng Xifang, she does have the capital to be arrogant.

Damn it, she didn't know such important information until now.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the two went out first.

Soon, Wen Jingrou greeted them, overtook them, and entered the banquet hall first.

Going in behind them, Wen Jingrou felt that she would be pissed to death by the fit show.

Zhao Chumian let him go immediately, "I'm just here to send blessings to Xu Xu."

"Use of me, you want to abandon immediately?" Sheng Xifang put his hands in his pockets and stared at her, "You want to go in alone?"

"It's not good for us to go in together! The news of our marriage has not been made public yet, and there are people who have cooperated with the Sheng family." Zhao Chumian said calmly, "Tangtang and I will go in later, you go in first."

"Together."

"I do not want!"

"Zhao Chumian!" He whispered, "You used to say that I would not take you to see the world, but now I will show you, and you won't go? What do you want?"

"I was ignorant before, but now I understand, I can't force it." Zhao Chumian turned around and pulled Tang Jie, "Let's go."

Sheng Xifang's slender figure stood at the door, under the light of the banquet hall, but his face became colder and colder.

She's been... rebellious lately.

In the bathroom, Tang Jie watched her vomit next to the toilet with a worried face, "Mianmian, if you really can't hold on, you should go home first."

Of course her body is more important than business.

"It's okay, just spit out a few mouthfuls of water." Zhao Chumian went out, "You go in first, and I'll come right after I fix my makeup."

She has to take it easy.

When Tang Jie left the bathroom, Zhao Chumian casually put her bag on the stage, and just as she took out her lipstick, she felt unwell again.

She rushed to the bathroom with the lipstick in her hand and threw up again.

The door next door opened, and Han Qingrao looked at her back with doubts in his eyes.

She opened Zhao Chumian's bag with her fingers, flipped through it, and took out a delicate box. Her eyes widened suddenly, she took out the contents, and quickly left quietly.

After about ten minutes, Zhao Chumian went out.

Now start to eat more dry food, reduce stomach acid, and suppress vomiting.

Otherwise, if she vomits like this, she will collapse.

Near the entrance of the banquet hall, she heard old lady Sheng's voice, "Zhao Chumian!"

When she turned around, she saw Aunt Rong pushing the wheelchair. Wanmei in the wheelchair was wearing a floral dress tonight, and a thin blanket was covering her legs, which perfectly covered her legs that were still in plaster.

Old Madam Sheng walked gracefully beside Wanmei, and called her with an expression of displeasure.

"Grandma, good evening."

"Aunt Rong is here to help me, and you are here to push the wheelchair." Old Madam Sheng ordered.

After she finished speaking, Aunt Rong let go of the wheelchair, "Miss Zhao, please stay with Miss Wan well. Your task tonight is to send Miss Wan wherever she wants to go."

"If she wants to commit suicide on the roof again, should I push her too?" Zhao Chumian asked expressionlessly.

"Zhao Chumian! What do you mean? It's impossible to commit suicide in the evening, so stop talking nonsense!" The old lady Sheng was angry, "I asked you to help her push the wheelchair to show you and give you a chance to reform. I don't understand this."

"Thank you grandma..."

"As long as you are as obedient as before, I won't make things difficult for you..." Old Madam Sheng left behind, and entered with Aunt Rong.

Zhao Chumian helplessly pushed Wanmei's wheelchair, she leaned over with a smile, and whispered in her ear, "Miss Wan, why don't we go to the top of the building to talk now, I think you must like the wind blowing on the top of the building very much, right?" ..."

(End of this chapter)