Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

The other people were making a fuss, exchanging business cards, but Jing Yihong's hand gently grabbed Ruan Qianya under the table.

Ruan Qianya was sipping tea, and after feeling Jing Yihong's movements, she cast a puzzled look at him.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Jing Yihong said softly.

Ruan Qianya glanced around, no one else had any intention of leaving, and the dishes were not finished: "Is this not very good?"

Jing Yihong stopped explaining to her, took her hand and exerted force, directly pulling her up from the chair.

"Is it my dinner that made Mr. Jing unhappy? That's why I have to leave early?" Majestic's eyes seemed to be on Jing Yihong's body, and he was seen by the slightest movement.

"I plan to go to the bar to drink together after dinner. It seems that Mr. Jing is not going to give me face?"

Seeing that Jing Yihong was about to leave, Bai Yingying couldn't sit still anymore, she looked eager to leave.

As soon as Maggie said these words, the other people immediately began to persuade her as if they had received an order.

"That's right, Mr. Jing, how can anyone go home so early! We haven't even eaten yet. We'll go to the bar to have some fun later!"

Another person also interjected: "Hahaha, is it true that Mr. Jing's wife is strict! What is this? I also have a tigress in my family. I should do what I should do!"

The playboy from just now also interjected with a smile: "It's better for me to be like this. I simply don't get married and play however I want. I don't care about men and women, and I don't care about tastes!"

Others booed: "Oh, Young Master Li, in front of Ms. Maggie, it seems a bit obscene for you to say that!"

"An artist's life should be so unrestrained." Playboy smiled nonchalantly, "When Miss Maggie sees my design, she will know that my inspiration comes from such a life of indulgence!"

Majesty's red lips moved slightly, and she smiled politely and awkwardly at the playboy.

Jing Yihong grabbed Ruan Qianya's hand and pushed her forward: "This is the one from the family."

The men at the table who directed him just now and asked him to go to the bar to have fun shut their mouths instantly. How could they have guessed that someone came to the dinner party and brought their own wives!
Jing Yihong looked around for a week with a half-smile: "So I won't accompany you."

The others laughed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Bai Yingying's heart began to bubble with sourness again. How affectionate it is for a man to introduce his wife to other people in public.

"Wait," Majesty said to Jing Yihong, "There is a rule on our side, that is, we pay attention to a good start. It may be unlucky not to drink at the first dinner."

Jing Yihong shook his head almost without hesitation, but Ruan Qianya grasped his fingertips and whispered: "Did you forget what I said?"

Jing Yihong was silent for a while, and finally answered softly: "Okay."

Meiqi smiled instantly, walked quickly from her seat, and stretched out her hand to hold Jing Yihong's arm: "That's right, you have to get a good start when you come to dinner, no one said leave, you are alone You won't give me face if you leave."

She didn't intend to take care of Ruan Qianya beside her at all, and left her in her place.

Jing Yihong put one of his hands behind his back, and gently waved to Ruan Qianya, motioning for her to leave.

He regretted bringing Ruan Qianya here on impulse.

This Majesty is much more difficult to deal with than he imagined. If Ruan Qianya is allowed to stay here, maybe she will try her best to drink Ruan Qianya's wine.

Before Ruan Qianya could react, Majesty turned her head extra courteously, and pulled Ruan Qianya to sit in her seat: "Madam Jing, sit too."

Then she naturally sat in Ruan Qianya's position, raised her hand and poured Jing Yihong a glass of wine.

A chill rose from the soles of the feet to the heart, and then was burned into boiling water by the angry flame in the heart, continuously heating Ruan Qianya's blood.

She has been patient again and again, just because she is the person in charge of this show, she doesn't really think that she is a soft persimmon that can be rubbed by others, right?

Ruan Qianya sighed, stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Maggie, that's my position, please come back to your position."

Meiqi looked at Ruan Qianya with an aggrieved expression, but there was no trace of grievance in her eyes: "Miss Ruan Qianya, I just wanted to toast Mr. Jing, so I sat in your seat for the time being. Are you going to be angry? ? It's all my fault, I'm leaving now."

She had finished speaking, but she still sat firmly in her seat, with no intention of moving at all.

The other people at the dinner table couldn't see it, and tried to persuade them repeatedly: "It's nothing more than a glass of wine! Hey, Mrs. Jing is too strict!"

"Mr. Jing sees that he has a deep affection for you. Are you afraid that he will run away with someone after drinking a glass of wine?"

"Hahaha, that's right, it's not a drink exchange!"

Jing Yihong seemed to be unable to hear everyone's voices. He grabbed Meiqi's wrist, but looked straight at Ruan Qianya and said, "Qianya, come to me."

Meggie glanced left and right, and said in an aggrieved manner, "Maybe it's because I'm not a native of the country, and I don't know much about the customs of my country, so even pouring wine with others would be disgusted by others."

Jing Yihong's hand pinching her wrist tightened involuntarily: "Have you acted enough?"

His whole body was tense, and his eyes burst out with a breathtaking light, as if there was an extremely sharp and murderous aura in his bones.

In fact, the people present could also see that although Maggie was pretty and tight, she was definitely not a good person. She was a little bit interested in Jing Yihong, and it was too bold and too much for Ruan Qianya in front of everyone.

But no matter what, she is still the person in charge of the clothing show after all, and she still holds the list of people who can enter the competition. As long as she is willing, she can decide the future of any company in an instant.

As long as she is not a fool, no one wants to offend her, so all the bystanders present decided to keep silent so as to get rid of themselves.

As soon as Jing Yihong spoke, the whole box fell silent, his expression made one feel that he might splash wine on Maggie's face at any time.

Meggie didn't seem to notice it, she raised the tip of her tongue, wrapped it around her lips, and blinked gracefully: "It hurts me."

Majesty is simply a natural beauty, these words are as light as a feather, itching in the ears of everyone present, some even blushed abnormally.

Jing Yihong repeated unmoved: "Qianya, come to me."

Ruan Qianya hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

Jing Yihong stared into Meiqi's eyes: "Miss Meiqi came from afar, it's normal to not know the rules, I think everyone can understand."

Meiqi rolled her eyes around, and couldn't help but feel a little proud. It seemed that Jing Yihong was about to take the bait.