The president's pet daughter

The more Chi Jiaxu thought about it, the greener his face became.

I really didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to have such a gentle face, but what he said made him feel so heartbroken.

Song Mingzhe, who was sitting next to Ling Zhaozhao, curled his lips, and handed Ling Zhaozhao a glass of water.

"Moisten your throat."

Don't scold his wife until her throat is dry, he will feel bad.

Chi Jiaxu glanced at Bai Mengyue, his meaning was very clear, and he asked her to leave tactfully.

Bai Mengyue was eager to leave quickly, seeing the expression on Chi Jiaxu's face, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When she left, she even met Ling Zhaozhao's eyes.

She used to only know that Ling Zhaozhao was a little clever, but she didn't expect Ling Zhaozhao to have a way with others.

Bai Mengyue withdrew her gaze and left without looking sideways.

Shen Zhihe happily drank a few more glasses of wine in his seat.

He loves to hear Ling Zhaozhao's words, and his small mouth is as beautiful as a lark.

"President Song, your wife is really eloquent."

Chi Jiaxu couldn't find anything to refute Ling Zhaozhao, so he could only use Song Mingzhe's banner to change the topic.

"good."

Song Mingzhe replied in a nonchalant manner, not forgetting to put a shawl on Ling Zhaozhao thoughtfully, for fear that the air conditioner in the restaurant would be too cold.

His simple words and actions almost choked Chi Jiaxu to death.

Chi Jiaxu's hand under the table couldn't help but tighten.

He didn't hold this banquet to let Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe come here to show their affection.

Seeing that Chi Jiaxu was at a disadvantage, the people around them began to praise Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao with discernment.

It's nothing more than to praise the two of them for their good relationship, talent and beauty.

Chi Jiaxu had always paid special attention to his appearance, but when he heard everyone's flattering words, his expression became even more gloomy.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he quietly rang a bell under the table.

Not long after, his assistant Su Bihan hurried over.

"Mr. Chi, there is an important document that you need to go through."

When Chi Jiaxu heard Su Bihan's words, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and tried to keep the smile on his face as warm as possible.

"I'm really sorry everyone, I have to deal with something, I'll be here later, everyone please take it easy."

He turned his head to look at Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao, with a smile beyond his eyes.

"I also hope Mr. Song and Mrs. Song will have fun."

Ling Zhaozhao nodded to him politely, extremely perfunctory, Song Mingzhe didn't even give him a look.

This kind of arrogant attitude made Chi Jiaxu feel even more depressed.

But most of the banquet was from the forces of the Song family, so it was hard for him to say anything.

Su Bihan saw Chi Jiaxu's complexion, and quickly pushed him upstairs.

As soon as Chi Jiaxu left, the atmosphere at the banquet inevitably became a little more relaxed.

"I wish Mr. Song and his wife a happy marriage for a hundred years..."

"Mr. Song's wife is really beautiful. I'll be waiting for a wedding in a few days..."

……

There were endless compliments, and some even came to toast.

Song Mingzhe responded one by one without losing his sense of proportion.

Everyone also knew Song Mingzhe's temper, he accepted it as soon as it was good, and then started to flatter Shen Zhihe.

After all, pleasing the Shen family is also indirectly pleasing the Song family.

Ling Zhaozhao was also happy that no one would disturb them. After eating delicious food, the unhappiness just now inevitably dissipated a lot.

Song Mingzhe looked at Ling Zhaozhao's appetizer, and silently wrote down the dishes that Ling Zhaozhao moved his chopsticks the most, thinking whether he should dig some cooks from the Chi family.

It's fun here, but upstairs is very heavy.

Chi Jiaxu asked Su Bihan to call Bai Mengyue, looking at Bai Mengyue standing in front of him, Chi Jiaxu loosened his tie.

"Come here, I have something to say."

Bai Mengyue's hands hanging on both sides of the skirt slightly tightened, her face turned pale, but she still obediently stood over.

Unexpectedly, a solid slap was instantly slapped on her face.

Su Bihan, who was standing beside Chi Jiaxu, saw Bai Mengyue's distressed appearance, and couldn't help but a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Not yet."

Chi Jiaxu glanced at Su Bihan who was standing aside watching the show, and spoke impatiently.

Knowing Chi Jiaxu's violent temper, Su Bihan hurriedly left the room.

Bai Mengyue was slapped to the ground by this slap, covered her red and swollen face, and looked at Chi Jiaxu unwillingly.

"Didn't I do what you said? Why are you taking it out on me again?"

Just now, she was like a pet surrounded by people, her self-esteem was trampled on the ground by Chi Jiaxu.

But even so, Chi Jiaxu still vented his anger on her mercilessly.

Chi Jiaxu remembered that there seemed to be a whip in this room, and found it based on his memory.

Looking at the shiny whip, Bai Mengyue took a few steps back in fear.

"Bai Mengyue, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, didn't you just want to help Song Mingzhe get out of the siege?"

"You bitch, you start throwing a fit when you see a man?"

Chi Jiaxu's dark and cursing words poured out of his mouth without mercy.

"It's a pity, people treat that Ling Zhaozhao as a treasure, and they don't even look at you the same way."

With a gloomy face, Chi Jiaxu whipped Bai Mengyue's body.

Bai Mengyue breathed out in pain.

"What are they that make me lose face in front of so many people, and what are you that turn your elbows out?"

Chi Jiaxu was still puzzled and whipped Bai Mengyue a few times.

The skirt on Bai Mengyue's body was ripped several times by the domineering whip, and even her lips were bitten with blood.

But she couldn't speak at this time, because the more she talked, the more violent Chi Jiaxu would be.

After all, Chi Jiaxu was sitting in a wheelchair, and his physical strength was not that good compared to normal people. He was a little tired after just whipping a few times.

Seeing the bloodstains on Bai Mengyue's body, Chi Jiaxu's eyes flashed with distress.

"Get up, let Su Bihan give you the best medicine when the time comes."

Chi Jiaxu put away his whip, the depression in his heart dissipated a bit, and stretched out his hand towards Bai Mengyue.

Bai Mengyue had long been familiar with Chi Jiaxu's schizophrenic attitude, she avoided the hand he wanted to hold her, and stood up enduring the pain of the tearing wound.

"Don't blame me, Ah Yue, I just want you to know who is worth standing by your side."

Feeling Bai Mengyue's resistance to him, Chi Jiaxu pursed his lips, as if trying to persuade her.

When Bai Mengyue heard Chi Jiaxu's words, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

She can stand by anyone's side, but she will not stand by his side.

Bai Mengyue suppressed the nausea in her stomach, and looked at Chi Jiaxu calmly.

"Boss Chi, if there's nothing else, I'll go out first."

Chi Jiaxu saw her persistence and stubbornness, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Go."

Chi Jiaxu lowered his eyes slightly, suppressing the cruelty in his eyes.

It would be great if Bai Mengyue could only sit in a wheelchair like him, so that she could really understand him.