Time and you are my fault

Zong Yanxuan looked at this woman who made him miss all night and kept sending her messages, but she only replied with a few words.

She didn't wear the silver dress he chose for her yesterday, but wore the same long black dress as the man behind him, with bare shoulders, and her skin was glowing white without any blemish.

She begged him last night not to let him leave marks on her body...

With uncontrollable enthusiasm in his eyes, he strode towards her, and pulled her involuntarily, "Yiyi."

However, Shi Jing, who was beside him, was a step ahead of him, wrapping around the woman's waist and moving back, "Mr. Zong, what are you doing?"

Feeling the strength in her waist, Chuy turned her head and pushed him, "Let go!"

Shi Jing stared at Zong Yanqi and the woman behind him with a half-smile, "I let go, and then? Your Mr. Zong seems to have a girlfriend."

Chu Yi looked over and saw Song Lan took a step forward, standing beside Zong Yanchu whether it was intentional or not.

Her hand seemed to want to grab the man's arm, but she didn't reach out in the end.

But that posture and position are obviously telling everyone that she is Zong Yanqi's female companion.

Chu Yi felt sore in her heart, but after all, she was wronged first, and explained, "I was forced to come here by him, Zong Yanqi, are you angry?"

The man's dignified complexion softened a little when she opened his mouth to explain. He asked, "Why didn't you reply to my messages this afternoon?"

Chu Yi glared at Shi Jing again, "He took the phone away."

"By me?" Shi Jing asked innocently.

Chu Yi frowned, "Isn't it you?"

Shi Jing's eyes fell on her handbag.

Chu Yi's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

She opened the zipper, and her mobile phone was lying quietly inside.

When was it put in?
When Mingming went out, her bag was still empty!
She quickly raised her head to look at Zong Yanzu, the man's deep eyes were full of unpredictable emotions, which made her feel cold.

Did he believe her?

After a long silence, Zong Yanzu looked at Chu Yi, and said in an orderly tone, "Come here."

She pursed her lips, and was about to walk over when Shi Jing grabbed her waist again, "Mr. Zong, as I said, she is my female companion."

Zong Yanqi stepped forward this time, pulled Chu Yi's arm forcefully, and said with a sneer, "When did my girlfriend become your girlfriend?"

"My wife, when did you become Mr. Zong's girlfriend?"

The provocative words tore apart the calm that Chu Yi and Zong Yanzu had maintained for several days.

Those memories that they don't want to be mentioned by the two think that they will eventually dissipate in the future because of silence, but the reality is often the opposite.

Chu Yi's waist was pulled, her arms were pulled, and the pain caused her whole body to split open.

There are more and more eyes looking around, and the whispers are getting louder.

Although she has a thick skin, she still feels uncomfortable being pointed at in public.

She stepped back and shook off the entanglement of the two at the same time, "Let go of me! It hurts!"

The moment Shi Jing let go of her arm, she was pulled into Zong Yanchu's arms.

His broad palms, like hard shackles, moved from her arms to her shoulders, pressing her tightly into his arms, full of possessiveness, trying to swallow her up.

Chu Yi felt that the bones on her shoulders were about to be crushed, but she held back and said nothing.

She knew that Zong Yanzu was angry.

"I advise you to use less force, she is afraid of pain." Shi Jing said an ambiguous sentence with a half-smile.

And these words, like heavy oil poured into the flames, made his anger hidden under the appearance escalate again.

Chu Yi gritted her teeth, "Shi Jing! Can you stop talking nonsense?"

Shi Jing shrugged, "What did I say nonsense?"

"You..." Chu Yi was at a loss for words.

She sighed, put her hands on the man's waist, and frowned, "I'm in pain, Zong Yanzu, I'm not your punching bag."

Zong Yanzu glanced down at her, but his strength was not loose.

Song Lan took a step forward at this moment, "Yanxiu, Miss Shi seems to be really hurting, please let go."

Chu Yi didn't want to see Song Lan in the first place, but at this juncture, this woman had no good intentions in speaking out.

She tried her best to ignore Song Lan's existence.

However, in the next second, the hand on the shoulder suddenly loosened.

There was a moment of grievance in my heart.

"You can do it, Mr. Zong. If your girlfriend says it hurts, you won't let go. Just listen to outsiders' persuasion." Shi Jing continued to add fuel and vinegar.

Before Chuyi could react, the man who was holding her shoulders completely let go, and no one could clearly see how he moved.

With a bang, the long table beside him was hit by two tall and straight figures, and several wine glasses fell to the ground and shattered.

Immediately, Shi Jing's shirt collar was carried by Zong Yanqi, and he was thrown against the wall.

There were bloodshot eyes in Zong Yanqi's eyes, he hooked his lips, and laughed coldly, "Why, the reward of [-] million US dollars didn't catch you, and now you take the initiative to sneak under my nose?"

On Shi Jing's dusty face, there was no panic at all, he just looked at Zong Yan's gradually chapped calmness, and even raised his hands to his ears, "Save some money for you, won't you?"

In the air, the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong, as if the entire venue would be blown up in the next second.

More and more guests gathered around, Lian Shaosi came striding over, smiling mockingly, "Are you two going to mess with me?"

Both ignored him.

Song Lan stepped forward cautiously, "Yanxiu, too many people are watching, please pay attention to your emotions..."

"roll."

The cold and heartless word made Song Lan's face turn pale.

At this moment, Zong Yanzu turned his back to others, and only Shi Jing could see his positive expression.

A man on the verge of rage looks especially frightening.

Song Lan heard from his father that while Zong Yanqi suffered from insomnia, he was occasionally accompanied by irritability.

This is one of the symptoms that will accompany people who do not sleep for a long time.

Suddenly, a hand protruded from the slanting stab.

The woman's hand covered the back of the man's veined hand, gently grasped it and pulled it down.

The first time, no pull.

The second time, Chewie successfully pulled down his wrist.

She led the person back a step, and only then saw the anger and madness in his scarlet eyes.

"Zong Yanzu." She hugged one of his hands with both hands, pleading with a voice, "Let's go home."

She has been wanting to know Shi Jing's purpose for doing this these days, but now, it doesn't matter.

What he wants to do is his own business.

Now that she's back, her life is getting back on track.

She didn't want to miss four years later with Zong Yanzhu, and then have a estrangement due to the intervention of others.

But she saw that the man didn't respond.

So, does he mind Shi Jing's ambiguous words?
The hand slowly dropped, the air was obviously warm, but it still made her feel a little cold.

Suddenly, the man seemed to have regained his clarity from a certain state, grabbed her hand, held it tightly, and walked through the crowd to grab her.