After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

Zeng Keni smiled smugly, casually teased a few words with the people around her, pretended to brush her hair inadvertently, turned around and glanced in Hong Jingtian's direction.

This turning around was not that simple. Zeng Keni practiced it in front of the mirror for two hours at home.

So she knew that what Hong Jingtian saw now was her most beautiful sideways posture, showing half of her breasts and exquisite waist, even if Hong Jingtian was gay, she would have to pay more attention to her.

Sure enough, Hong Jingtian stopped drinking, and the eyes of the two met.

Zeng Keni seized the opportunity and smiled at Hong Jingtian.

This smile was very restrained, as if it was just a polite greeting to a stranger, but it took a little longer.

Everything was handled just right, Zeng Keni didn't want to fight, and went back to chatting with her friend at the same table.

After a while, a glass of wine was delivered to Zeng Keni's booth by the waiter.

"Hello miss, this glass of wine is given to you by that gentleman."

The bartender made a comparison in Hong Jingtian's direction, and Zeng Keni looked there kindly, only to see Hong Jingtian raised the cup in his hand and toasted her from afar.

Zeng Keni took the wine, and the two clinked glasses in the air.

Although she knew that she had attracted Hong Jingtian's attention, Zeng Keni did not directly talk to Hong Jingtian, but turned around and continued chatting with her friends.

Hong Jingtian didn't bring any more wine.

At eleven o'clock, Zeng Keni went to the bathroom to mend her clothes, adjusted the clothes on her chest, and walked out of the bar unhurriedly.

When she stood on the side of the road as if she was waiting for a car, a Rolls Royce slowly stopped in front of her.

Zeng Keni held her breath, the car window was lowered, and Hong Jingtian sat in the car looking at her and smiling.

"I seem to have met you somewhere, and I always feel that you are very familiar."

Hong Jingtian said, Zeng Keni smiled.

"Does this gentleman always use this opening line to strike up a conversation with girls?"

Hong Jingtian didn't feel embarrassed, so he also laughed.

"That's not enough. Men my age don't dare to strike up a conversation with a young and beautiful girl like you."

Zeng Keni stared at Hong Jingtian seriously for a while, then said.

"So you really don't know me?"

"So I'm supposed to know you?"

Hong Jingtian asked back with great interest.

"It seems that my decision to terminate the contract and quit the circle was right."

Zeng Keni smiled helplessly.

"Retire? What circle are you in? The entertainment circle?"

Hong Jingtian looked at Zeng Keni carefully again, no wonder he felt familiar, he should have seen it on TV.

But it is also reasonable, it is difficult to see such a beautiful woman in daily life.

"My name is Zeng Keni, and I'm an actress. Alas, it seems that I really don't have much reputation."

Zeng Keni joked with a wry smile.

"I'm really sorry, as you know, as an old man, I usually only read newspapers and news. If a beautiful woman like Ms. Zeng is not well-known in the entertainment circle, then those people must be blind."

Hong Jingtian said seriously.

"Uncle, you are quite good at talking."

Zeng Keni burst out laughing.

"May I take the liberty to ask why you quit the circle?"

Hong Jingtian seemed very curious about Zeng Keni.

"That's a long story. It's too late today. If we meet again next time, I'll tell you."

Zeng Keni shook her head, took a step back, and softly rejected Hong Jingtian's invitation.

"Since Miss Zeng said so, we will definitely meet again."

Hong Jingtian was very measured. After the two said goodbye, Zeng Keni watched the Rolls-Royce leave and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time Qin Yue came out of the bar.

"Why don't you just get in the car and talk to him?"

Zeng Keni gave Qin Yue a white look.

"No wonder Qin Sang was able to snatch Song Qian away under your nose. You really don't understand men."

"Men are cheap bones. They don't want the ones that come to your door. What I have to do now is to wait for him to come to me."

Being poked at the sore spot by Zeng Keni's words, Qin Yue's face was a little ugly, and she said mockingly.

"Where do you get the confidence that he will definitely find you."

"If you don't believe me, just wait and see, within three days, he will definitely find me."

Zeng Keni shook her hair in disdain, turned and left.

Qin Yue was very angry at her arrogant appearance, but now she couldn't do anything to Zeng Keni, so she could only endure it forcefully.

"Hmph, idiot, let's see how long you can be proud."

After cursing at Zeng Keni's back, Qin Yue also turned and left.

The next day, when Qin Sang and Meng Xiaowan were setting up the exhibition, Qin Sang's cell phone rang.

"Your cousin's actions are quite fast. As soon as I released the news, my sixth uncle started asking the people below to investigate Zeng Keni's affairs. I didn't expect her to have some tricks."

Hong Yuchen said on the other end of the phone.

"Well, she is indeed a leader in seducing men."

Qin Sang tilted her head and held the phone between her shoulders, and she and Meng Xiaowan carried a piece of wood on one side.

"Are you occupied?"

Hong Yuchen heard that there was a lot of movement on Qin Sang's side, so he asked a casual question.

"Busy, I don't have time to chat with you, yes, just put it here."

Qin Sang directed Xiao Wan to put down the wood while talking.

"Then you should be busy. I'll let you know when I have news. I wanted to check if you and Mr. Song are reconciled."

For some reason, Qin Sang always felt that Hong Yuchen's words were a bit cheap, which didn't suit his gentle face at all.

"Don't meddle in your own business, hang up."

Qin Sang hung up the phone directly, stepped back two steps with her hips crossed, and looked at the position of the wood.

Suddenly, that feeling of chest tightness and nausea reappeared, Qin Sang felt dizzy, and fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Sister Sangsang!"

Meng Xiaowan exclaimed, and rushed over to support Qin Sang.

"Sister Sangsang, what's wrong with you? Can you still hold on?"

Qin Sang held Meng Xiaowan's arm tightly, and slowly sat down on the ground.

"Do you want to call an ambulance?"

Meng Xiaowan looked at Qin Sang's face nervously, and took out her cell phone to make a call.

"Don't, don't hit."

Qin Sang barely uttered a few words, and leaned on Meng Xiaowan's shoulder to relax for a while, but the feeling of nausea became stronger and stronger.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qin Sang still couldn't hold back, and even crawled to the edge of the green plants placed by the wall, grabbed the flowerpot and vomited violently.

Meng Xiaowan stood next to Qin Sang at a loss, patting her on the back and looking for a tissue for her to wipe.

It took a long time for Qin Sang to stop, and she sat down against the wall as if exhausted, panting heavily.

"Sister Sangsang, are you sick? Let me accompany you to the hospital."

Meng Xiaowan frowned and looked at Qin Sang worriedly, and ran to fetch a glass of water to rinse Qin Sang's mouth.

Qin Sang took the water, and a thought flashed in his mind inexplicably.

You won't be pregnant, will you?