After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng has already started his second game at this time. He won't come looking for me. I just like to be in the toilet and the car. It's exciting enough."

The man's words attracted Chunfeng's attention.

"What if someone comes to the bathroom?"

The woman's voice was tense and full of lust.

"It's okay. I put a maintenance sign outside the door so no one will come in."

The man should be the person around Zheng Xiao.

Chunfeng then remembered that she had seen a maintenance sign at the door when she came here just now, but she was in a bad mood and didn't pay attention.

"Mr. Zheng is very ill and is about to die, and Mr. Zheng is still having a party! This son is really wasted."

The man complained while exercising.

"Isn't this the day that little Mr. Zheng has been waiting for? I heard that Mr. Zheng has been put on a ventilator in the hospital. No one can see him except the godson of the banker."

"Is the dealer Zhuang Tao?"

"That's him! When President Da Zheng made his will, besides the lawyer, Zhuang Tao was there. President Da Zheng wanted Zhuang Tao to look at his useless son."

"I think this little Zheng is hopeless! It's useless to find a god to come back and look at him."

The conversation between the two gradually decreased, and instead the fire of love burned crazily.

Chunfeng blushed and quietly left the bathroom.

It turns out that she misunderstood Zhuang Tao!

Mr. Da Zheng is really sick!

But one thing that makes her uncomfortable is that since Zhuang Tao is Mr. Da Zheng's godson, Zhan Yan did not introduce this client to her for Wen Rao's sake, but Zhuang Tao asked Zhan Yan to do this.

……

After leaving the hospital, Zhuang Tao was worried about Chunfeng and drove to the hotel where she stayed.

There was no response when he knocked on the door. Zhuang Tao was worried that she was still out so late, so he called Chunfeng.

"Chunfeng, where are you?"

When the call was connected, Zhuang Tao asked with concern.

Now that Chunfeng is willing to answer his call, he can feel more at ease.

"I'm at... the Jiuchong Club."

Chunfeng hesitated for a moment, but still gave the address.

"Zheng's Jiuchong Club? There's a party there tonight! What are you going to do?! Did Zheng Xiao ask you to go?"

Zhuang Tao's tone became serious.

He knew exactly what kind of birdie Zheng Xiao was.

"Zheng Xiao asked me to come, but I didn't know it was a party."

"Wait a moment, there's something going on, we'll talk about it later."

Chunfeng seemed to have encountered something, and suddenly hung up the phone.

Zhuang Tao couldn't get through if he called again.

"Chunfeng, don't worry."

Zhuang Tao muttered to himself and drove all the way to Jiuchong Club.

He drove the car directly to the entrance of the club without even entering the parking lot.

When the publicist saw it was him, he immediately smiled professionally.

"Master Zhuang, you..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Did Miss Zhu come here? Is she gone?!"

Zhuang Tao interrupted the public relations officer coldly, with a cold tone and a horrifying expression.

The publicist has met Zhuang Tao several times before, and he always gives people a gentle and relaxed feeling.

Not like this time, he felt like he wanted to swallow her.

"Master Zhuang, Miss Zhu didn't attend the swimsuit party. She said she wanted to go to the bathroom, but I didn't see her come out. Maybe she changed her mind and wanted to attend again."

The PR words made Zhuang Tao feel angry.

"Be careful what you say! I wish Chunfeng will not attend such a party!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly got on the elevator.

Along the way, he kept calling Chunfeng, but the phone could not be connected.

He was afraid that something unexpected might happen to Chunfeng, so he raced against time to reach the top floor, not daring to waste even a second.

boom!

Zhuang Tao ignored the bodyguard and kicked open the party door.

Many men and women in the party were already drunk and could not stand firmly, and no one noticed Zhuang Tao.

Even if the swimming pool is open-air, it can't hide the smell of alcohol.

Zhuang Tao found thousands of empty wine bottles.

Zheng Xiao, a prodigal son, actually poured a thousand bottles of champagne worth [-] yuan into the swimming pool.

No wonder the swimmers were drunk.