She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

'click'

The wine glass made a slight cracking sound, and the liquid inside flowed out along the cracks.

He slammed the glass on the table and shouted to the waiter beside him: "How did you do this? Why was the chipped wine glass brought in?"

The waiter's legs weakened and he knelt directly on the floor.

She didn't dare to defend herself, she just kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I will pay attention to it in the future, I will pay attention to it."

Zhou Gu's face was sullen, his complexion extremely ugly, and the temperature of his whole body dropped.

When Mr. Cheng saw that he was angry, his interest in teasing immediately subsided. He quietly took his palm back and smoothed things over with a smile:

"People are bound to make mistakes. Don't be too harsh, Mr. Zhou. Business matters are important. Let's talk about cooperation first."

He lowered his head tenderly, his eyes falling on the wine glass on the table.

Although the light in the room was dim, she could still see the cracks on the cup at a glance.

The marks were not broken naturally, but rather seemed to have been pinched out with excessive force.

After realizing this, a cruel smile curled up on her lips.

Zhou Gu, Zhou Gu, you have become distracted. This is probably God's punishment for you.

Don't you always boast that you have no weaknesses? I want to be the thorn in your heart and make you miserable.

What did they talk about next? Wenqing didn't pay too much attention. She stared at the broken wine glass on the table in a daze the whole time.

I don’t know how long it took, but a laugh suddenly came from above my head:

"Come on, little sister, drink two glasses and let me see."

The old man put the wine glass in his hand to her lips and motioned for her to drink.

They were prescribing strong vodka, and one drink would cost her half her life.

After a moment's hesitation, she curled her lips and smiled, took the initiative to wrap her arms around the old man's neck, stood up and sat on his lap.

"Feed me."

The old man was a little flattered, and quickly wrapped his arms around her waist, grinning ferociously while pouring wine into her.

"Okay, okay, she is indeed the woman Mr. Zhou found. She is very knowledgeable."

After saying that, he pinched her buttocks hard and continued: "Little goblin, you should be so sensible when you go to bed. I like to take the initiative."

He responded with a warm and vague "Okay".

The two bosses who were accompanying him clearly felt the cold air pressure coming from Zhou Gu's body, and they lowered their heads to shield themselves.

They were really afraid that one day Zhou Gu would eradicate them. After all, it would not sound good if it was spread that his wife was drinking with other men. After they witnessed this scene, it was not impossible for them to be silenced in the future.

Zhou Gu stared coldly at his wife sitting across Mr. Cheng's lap. When he saw her burying her head in the old man's neck and rubbing his ears and temples, he secretly cursed "bitch" in his heart.

This kind of old bald man can talk a lot. Does she really intend to degenerate like this?

The warmth was suppressing the acrimony and pain caused by the strong drink in her throat, and she suddenly felt the familiar anger sweeping towards her, and she smiled coldly in her heart.

She had come to the nightclub at the right time, otherwise how would she know what status she had in this man's heart?

The angrier he gets, the more proof he cares.

She wanted to see where the bottom line of his tolerance for her was.

Thinking of this, she slowly raised her head, brought her red lips close to the old man's fat face, and touched it lightly. The dark red lip prints appeared, exuding strong temptation and ambiguity.

When she retreated, she successfully saw the scene she wanted to see: the man opposite suddenly stood up from the sofa, and in the dim light in the room, she could clearly see the veins popping up on his forehead.

Can't you stand it anymore?

Ah!

Seeing him stand up suddenly, Mr. Cheng asked with some confusion: "Mr. Zhou is leaving?"

After he finished speaking, he thought for a while and said: "Then I won't keep you. A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I have to take good care of this little sweetheart in my arms."

Zhou Gu tightened his clenched fists and was about to say something when the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open and a slender figure walked in from the outside.

"Brother Gu, I'm bored in the room, so just let me accompany you."

It's gentle!

She came here with Zhou Gu, saying she was meeting a friend, but the friend let her go, so Zhou Gu put her in his exclusive room to rest.

"Sister." Xiao Bailian exclaimed, looking at Wenqing in surprise, and asked with a trembling voice: "You, why are you sitting on other men?"

Zhou Gu's face darkened, and he yelled at her: "This is not the place you should be, go back to your room."

He suddenly didn't want Mr. Cheng to know that the person sitting on his lap was his wife, Zhou Guming.

Wen Wen pretended not to hear, strode up to Wen Qing, and continued to question, "How can you seduce others in front of your husband? Does Brother Gu have no face?"

Mr. Cheng was not stupid. When he heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He looked at the woman in his arms awkwardly, and then looked up at Zhou Gu, who looked ashen-faced.

"Zhou, Mr. Zhou, is this your wife?"