The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Just as Meng Zimo was about to get up, she received a call from An Yuhan, "Come out quickly, come out quickly."

"what happened?"

"Come out to play, you're not just getting up, are you?" An Yuhan heard Meng Zimo's extremely hoarse voice, she giggled, "Did you guys fight all night last night! How come your voices are so hoarse."

Meng Zimo was immediately ashamed, "Don't talk nonsense, where are you?"

I have to admit that my voice can indeed be misunderstood. I have been answering Chen Yuye's questions all night, and I am almost thirsty just thinking about it.

"I'll pick you up! But is your boyfriend at home?" If he was, An Yuhan would definitely not come. She didn't want to be a third wheel.

"No, come here! I'll wash up."

"Okay, I found a bar! There are so many handsome guys in it." An Yuhan's excited voice almost broke through the phone and came out of her body.

"Bar! When did you develop a new venue?" Meng Zimo said while washing her face.

The water from the sink couldn't cover An Yuhan's loud voice.

“Isn’t this boring?”

"Okay, okay, I'll wash my face first."

"Okay, I'll pick you up." After saying that, An Yuhan hung up the phone.

Ten minutes later, An Yuhan's car arrived at Meng Zimo's villa area.

"Wow! Beauty." An Yuhan was sitting in the driver's seat, watching the graceful beauty walking towards her. She whistled like a gangster.

Meng Zimo closed the door and walked towards the passenger seat. She was wearing a long white turtleneck sweater and a blue cashmere coat, paired with a pair of off-white boots, full of temperament.

Half of her wavy long hair was tied behind her head, and the other half was scattered on her shoulders. The two pearl earrings made An Yuhan dazzled.

"You finally wear the earrings I gave you." An Yuhan teased as he looked at Meng Zimo who was sitting up.

When she first gave it to Meng Zimo, she politely said no.

After I got it back, I treasured it so much that I didn’t want to wear it.

"You are so talkative! You are talking about girls." Meng Zimo reminded kindly.

If this continues, Meng Zimo won’t know whether to introduce a man or a woman to An Yuhan.

"What's wrong with girls? Girls can pick up other girls too. Let me tell you, the men in that bar are really more handsome than each other. Those abdominal muscles! Really, I don't even know how to describe them..."

An Yuhan's car drove away. She continued to brainwash Meng Zimo. She saw the photo of the male model in the bar on Xiaohongshu.

But she was so envious that even though she had never touched a man, it was not impossible for her to satisfy her enviousness.

The two of them were eating snacks and drinking coffee in the cafe opposite the bar, watching people coming in and out. The bar had quite a large flow of people.

An Yuhan scooped up a mouthful of pudding and put it into her mouth. After taking a sip, she said, "Do you think these men came to see the male models or to drink?"

Meng Zimo looked at the bar, most of the people coming and going were middle-aged men, "Don't they know how to find girls? It's not like there are only male models."

An Yuhan was suddenly speechless, "I was so stupid as to forget this. As expected, those male models are so charming that they have made me a little stupid."

Meng Zimo, "Don't you always owe money?"

"Mo'er~" An Yuhan looked at Meng Zimo with resentment.

Meng Zimo stopped talking, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about you anymore."

After they finished eating, the two planned to go into the bar to find out what was going on. After all, it was their first time there, and they were a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Are you coming in or not?" Meng Zimo watched An Yuhan slow down his pace as he approached the door of the bar. He didn't look like the confident man he had just now.

An Yuhan patted Meng Zimo's hand that was holding hers, "What should I do? I feel scared when you get close to me."

"Then I won't go."

"Hey, no, no, no, let's go."

Finally, the two of them mustered up their courage and went into the bar.

"Mr. Chen, was that your wife just now?" Xu Zhi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the two figures who had just entered the bar and estimated.

Chen Yuye had also caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye just now, and he knew without even looking that it was his cowardly wife.

He actually came to the bar behind my back.

"Well, let's go back to the company first." Chen Yuye pinched his eyebrows. He was a little tired after running to two places today. He would deal with Meng Zimo in the evening.

Chen Yuye actually spoke, so Xu Zhi naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Meng Zimo and An Yuhan stepped into the bar. The smell of alcohol mixed with the music hit them in the face, and the air seemed to be blocked by this door.

This was Meng Zimo's first time here. She felt like her ears were about to tinnitus, and the lack of air circulation made it extremely hot and stuffy.

"Are you two?" A male waiter walked up to them and asked in a low voice, but the noise in the room was too loud so they couldn't hear clearly. However, they roughly knew that he was here to take them to find a seat.

The two of them nodded without even looking up, "Follow me."

The waiter walked in front and the old man followed behind. There was a long queue of people in the room, and when the two girls passed by some sofa areas, they received unfriendly looks.

"My God, there are too many people in here."

Meng Zimo tugged at An Yuhan's sleeve. There were so many people that she was a little panicked.

After the two of them sat down, An Yuhan patted the back of Meng Zimo's hand and said, "Now that you're here, relax a little."

Meng Zimo, "Let go, how do I let go?"

"I'll call a male model to see how it goes."

"Not that great, anyway, you look at it and I don't." Meng Zimo thinks she is a more virtuous woman. Aren't those the only ones who appear in public?

It was not until An Yuhan called a male model to pour wine for them that Meng Zimo realized that she had said it too early.

The two male models were seen wearing vests on their upper bodies, similar to women's suspenders, revealing their healthy bronze skin. Although the view inside was not very bright, it was definitely very healthy.

Meng Zimo couldn't help but blush when she saw the strong chest muscles. She wanted to touch them to get a feel for them.

You can tell at first glance that he is a very strong man, with arms so thick that they can match the arms of five Meng Zimos. "Oh my God! Did you see that?" An Yuhan tilted her head and kept her eyes on the male model. She leaned close to Meng Zimo's ear and said to her.

Meng Zimo also stared at it, "I'm not blind, I'm watching it?"

An Yuhan retracted her gaze, "You have a handsome guy like Chen Yuye, so why? Is Chen Yuye not as old as the other two?"

Meng Zimo swallowed and said, "It's not as big as theirs."

An Yuhan narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Take a photo and send it to Chen Yuye, and tell him to exercise as long as he wants."

Meng Zimo shook her head and said, "Forget it, he's already very good." She was afraid that if he continued to exercise, it would hurt herself.

"Hey, why does this person look so familiar?" An Yuhan looked at a waiter passing by, and his sharp eyes seemed to have seen him somewhere.

"Who?" Meng Zimo was puzzled.

"Wang Jie." The waiter happened to pass by here, and An Yuhan seemed to have thought of something and blurted out.

The waiter just stared at An Yuhan blankly, "Yuhan."