After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

At the same time, City C.

The city shrouded in night has faded away from the hustle and bustle of the day, leaving only the tranquility of the night.

On the big bed in the apartment bedroom, two bodies were hugging each other. The woman's hand seemed to be carelessly playing with the big palm on her waist, but the man behind her was still breathing steadily, and she gently moved her waist away. With his hands on his hands, he gently stepped out of bed, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and sneaked into the bathroom.

After dialing a number, it rang for quite a while before someone picked up the phone. She immediately asked, "Mr. Zhang, it's me."

"........."

"Is everything done? Are you sure she drank it?" Xie Lingxi asked cautiously, lowering her voice.

A man's voice came immediately from the other end of the phone. It was also a deliberately suppressed voice, "...Miss Xie, I have done everything you asked me to do. She drank the wine, and what happened next , I have arranged everything, but you can’t go back on what you promised me, Ye’s resort project..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang."

Xie Lingxi pursed her lips and smiled, and said in a determined tone, "After all the follow-up matters have been taken care of, remember to get rid of Song Wenjing and find a younger gangster for her. Find more reporters tomorrow to make this matter a big deal. Wait. I have taken the position of Young Mistress of the Ye family, and when the time comes, let alone one project, if you want 10 of them, I will ask Master Lan to give them to you."

.........

The phone hangs up.

Xie Lingxi calmly deleted the call history and then dialed another number.

"Have you gotten off the plane yet? ...Well, just wait for my call tomorrow. Are you tired? Go to bed early."

Placing the phone on the edge of the wash basin gracefully, Xie Lingxi slowly raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror.

She stretched out her slender fingers and slowly traced her facial features in front of the mirror, finally landing on the corner of her curved red lips. The light shining deep in her eyes reflected in the mirror was... There is spite in the calculation.

Nian Zhi, I let you escape the disaster in the UK and took 5% of Ye's shares as soon as you came back, but don't think that I can't touch you.

This time, I want to make you——

Body, ruin, reputation, torn apart!

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"Mr. Song, I want to go to the bathroom."

Nian Zhi put down his chopsticks, leaned slightly closer to Song Wenjing, and asked in a low voice.

Song Wenjing held a cigarette in one hand. Hearing this, he turned around, looked at her red cheeks, and pointed to the door not far away, "There is a bathroom here."

"I, I feel a little bored."

Nian Zhi stretched out his hand and tugged on his collar, exhaled heavily, and smelled the strong smell of smoke on his body. He couldn't help covering his lips and coughing, waving his hands, "I'm going out for some air."

Song Wenjing stretched out her hand to dust off the cigarette ashes. Just when she was about to say something, a man across from him suddenly stood up and spoke one step ahead of him, "Mr. Song, I think Miss Shen seems to have had too much to drink. Otherwise, I will give her a room to rest upstairs." What do you think?"

Nian Zhi wanted to say that it wouldn't be so troublesome, but when she thought about it, she really couldn't control herself.

In fact, she had only drank less than 5 glasses of liquor just now. She did not expect that her drinking capacity would be so bad. She was still thinking in her mind that she had not been back to her country for a long time and was used to drinking foreign beer, so she was so unhappy. Get used to this exciting liquor.

Song Wenjing put out the cigarette butt, reached out and gently pinched her shoulder. Such an action would not appear ambiguous, but would give others a sense of care for his sister-in-law as an eldest brother.

"How's it going? Do you need a rest?"

Nian Zhi felt dizzy when she heard Song Wenjing asking her if she needed a rest.

She nodded naturally.

"...I'm a little dizzy."

Song Wenjing nodded, "I'll have someone take you to have a rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Zhang on the side volunteered and said, "Mr. Song, I'll ask the waiter to take Miss Shen up. I'm familiar with this place."

Song Wenjing thought that it was not good for her to leave the table at this time, so she readily agreed and said very politely, "Thank you, then I will trouble Mr. Zhang."

Although Nian Zhi was top-heavy, she did not forget to greet several people present before leaving the table. She had a different status. After all, she was the young mistress of the Ye family, and Song Wenjing was present. No one would say anything when she left the table in the middle.

The hotel waiter took Nian Zhi upstairs to the room, gave her the room card and left.

Nian Zhi stood at the entrance and inserted the key card into the power switch. Warm light immediately replaced the darkness above her head.

She shook her head and put her hands on the wall behind her, but she felt more and more that something was wrong with her.

How come the wine has so much stamina?

Not only was she dizzy now, but there was also a hot feeling flowing around her body. This feeling was very strange, but at the same time it seemed... very familiar.

It's not that she has never been drunk before, but the feeling of being drunk is definitely not like this.

Of course, she vaguely felt that she had experienced such a feeling, as if - not long ago.

But I can’t remember exactly when it was.

Her head was like a ball of mush. She couldn't think normally, but the fire in her body was getting stronger and stronger. Nian Zhi only felt one thing at the moment, which was heat.

She reached out and took off her coat, threw it aside, and staggered to the bathroom.

water……

She wanted to drink water, and she wanted cold water.

-

Song Wenjing raised her wrist to look at the time, gently fiddled with the small porcelain plate in front of her with her well-joined fingers, and suddenly said: "Everyone, I've almost finished reading today. Thank you for your hospitality, but for this meal, I still let Gu People come to make things happen.”

Someone immediately stood up and said, "No, no, no, where can I treat you, Mr. Song? I've agreed to this meal! Mr. Song, please don't be polite."

"Yes, Mr. Song, this meal is almost done. Let's change the scene next! Everything has been arranged over there, just waiting for Mr. Song to come over."

Song Wenjing stretched out her hand and tugged on her tie, and said in a leisurely tone, "No, I still have some documents to process, and I have to go back to City C tomorrow, maybe next time."

"If that's the case, then I'll have someone take you back, Mr. Song."

"It's out of the way."

Song Wenjing had stood up and picked up her coat from the back of the chair, "I brought the driver here."

"Oh, right."

He thought of Nian Zhi and looked at Mr. Zhang, "What room is Miss Nian in?"

Mr. Zhang smiled and said: "Mr. Song, it's such a late night, I think I'll let Miss Shen stay here to rest. I'll have someone take her back to Mr. Song's hotel tomorrow."

Song Wenjing frowned and moved her thin lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something. The short and fat man named Mr. Zhang immediately stepped forward again and added insult to injury in front of everyone, "Mr. Song, don't worry, the equipment here is the same as Mr. Song's." The hotel is no different, and I will definitely not wrong Miss Nian. I saw that Miss Nian was very dizzy just now, and she must have fallen asleep now."

The implication is very obvious——

She, Nian Zhi, is Ye Jinglan's wife after all, and you, Song Wenjing, are her nominal eldest brother. Everyone is already asleep. If you go in like this openly, isn't it embarrassing?

No matter how good Song Wenjing is, she will still worry about Nian Zhi's identity in front of outsiders. He had to nod, "Okay, but I will send someone to pick her up tomorrow."