Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

"Go to my apartment to pick him up and take him to the Dynasty Club."

Zong Yaohui hung up the phone, poured himself a full glass of wine, stood up, moved to sit next to Chi Morong, stretched out his arm and put it on his shoulder.

"Come on, brother, let me finish all the wine with you today. When you wake up tomorrow, it will be another beautiful day."

While speaking, he handed a glass of wine to Chi Morong and touched his own glass with his.

Chi Morong did not stop Zong Yaohui's behavior. He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Zhou Guangqi was very fast. In about twenty minutes, he brought his people to the Dynasty Club.

"Master Chi."

"Master Zong."

Seeing someone coming, Zong Yaohui waved to the woman in the white dress.

"Stand closer so Master Chi can have a good look."

Chi Morong leaned lazily on the back of the sofa and looked at the standing woman.

At first glance, she looks pure and clean, very similar to the feeling given by that heartless woman.

But if you look closely, you can see the unconcealable desire in her eyes, which makes her pure appearance lose its charm.

Although it is still beautiful, it no longer has the breathtaking feeling.

Over the years, in order to numb his father and stepmother, he has been surrounded by women of all types, fat and thin, for fear that those two people would know his preferences and make a fuss about it.

After all, they are eager to see themselves make a fool of themselves and want to take the prosperous times into their own pocket.

At the beginning, Jiang Yuange only kept her after Song Zhiwen had found out her background.

It is enough to keep Liu Xiran by my side and reveal some true and false information to them that I am willing to let them know. If there is more, it will make me uncomfortable.

Zong Yaohui took a look at Chi Shao's face, turned around, and waved to the woman.

"Come here and have a couple of drinks with Master Chi."

The woman sat down next to Chi Morong very obediently, picked up the wine glass from the table, poured a glass, and smiled at him.

"Master Chi, you can just call me Jiaojiao. This cup is for you. Please take care of me in the future."

As he said this, he drank the wine in his hand.

Zong Yaohui, who was standing by, felt that what happened next had nothing to do with him, so he patted Chi Morong on the back.

"Master Chi, I have hired someone to train Chen Jiao. She will definitely be well-behaved and obedient. You can rest assured."

Having said that, he stood up and prepared to leave with Zhou Guangqi. Before leaving, he did not forget to take an unopened bottle of wine from the table.

Chi Morong glanced at the obedient person sitting next to him.

"Can you dance?"

Chen Jiao was startled at first, then a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Mr. Chi, I will."

Chi Morong nodded, "Then let's dance for a while."

Chen Jiao stood up and tapped a few times on her mobile phone, and a melodious piano sound rang out.

Chen Jiao danced lightly to the music.

It seems to have transformed into a floating petal.

Her dance steps were graceful and smooth, perfectly matching the melody of the music.

Chi Morong watched Chen Jiao's dance quietly, and what emerged in his mind was the graceful figure in the snowy night.

The music stopped, Chen Jiao stopped and looked at the man on the sofa who was obviously distracted.

There was a strange flash in Chen Jiao's eyes. Everyone who had seen her dance praised her, but the man in front of her was distracted.

When Chen Jiao met Mr. Chi for the first time, she was not sure about his temper. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chen Jiao just sat there obediently.

Chi Morong came back to his senses and shook his head, no longer thinking about the past scenes.

For Jiang Yuange, liking someone is liking them, loving someone is loving them. A man should be upright and self-reliant. If he has to be cautious even when liking someone, then he might as well not do anything.

After thinking this through, Chi Morong stood up and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, he stumbled just after he stood up, and Chen Jiao beside him immediately supported him.

"Mr. Chi, let me help you."

Chi Morong turned his head and lowered his eyelids to look at the woman beside him.

"Where do you live? I'll take you back."

Chen Jiao was delighted. She didn't expect the man to be so impatient. She instantly gained more confidence in her appearance.

"Thank you, Mr. Chi."