Double Lover [Entertainment]

"Apologize."

The top floor of the Park Hyatt Hotel, terrace restaurant.

Song Baiwei looked at Song Yuan coldly, trying to make herself look strict: "My brother never taught you how to be polite? Is this what you should ask?"

Song Yuan is the only daughter of Song's eldest son. Song's father got a daughter in old age. The whole family holds the youngest daughter in their palms, for fear that she will be unhappy.This child is usually not too old or young, but fortunately, she is used to coaxing people with a playful smile, and her family has never scolded her.

The Song family is mainly involved in the real estate industry, but the Ji family is in the entertainment industry. Even if there is not much difference in assets between the two, she should know how to hang out in the circle and not offend people casually.

What's more, that person is Givenchy.

Song Yuan's face was not good-looking.

If she didn't want to take advantage of this opportunity to tell the truth, and help her aunt find out Jiang Cha's thoughts, why would she pursue her so persistently?How about Givenchy and Jiang Cha'ai, whether they are divorced or have no relationship, what does Song Yuan have to do with her?

She was obviously thinking for Song Baiwei.

As a result, now my aunt asked her to apologize?

"Just playing games..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Song Baiwei say coldly: "I apologize. I'll count down to three, three, two—"

Song Yuan coughed lightly, gritted his teeth, and lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

Song Baiwei said: "Be more sincere."

Song Yuan knelt down on the couch like Tuzki, and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji."

Given raised his head from Jiang Cha's shoulder and propped his jaw.

His eyes slowly went from being out of focus to being in focus.

Finally slowed down.

Given glanced at Song Yuan, he just shook his head: "It's just a child."

Her complexion was really bad, she was too pale, her eyes were empty, and she looked inexplicably lost, as if all the strength had been taken from her body, but her back was still straight.

Givenchy's thick long hair covered his side face, and there were only a few standing lamps lit by the dining table, like fireflies, the light was dim and far away. To outsiders, his facial features and expressions were somewhat blurred, but he couldn't see them. Too big exception.

But ginger tea was right next to her.

She frowned, Jiang Cha saw it all.

Given became more silent.

She was born to be extremely good-looking, she sat there quietly with her eyes lowered, and never paid much attention to others.In the cold and lonely night, perhaps because he was too fair and thin, this sickly look looked lonely and lonely.

"What happened just now?"

Jiang Cha turned her head, her expression eased, and she frowned slightly.

Given said lightly: "Headache. You know it."

Jiang Cha couldn't help asking: "It's been so long, isn't it better?"

Given lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered his exhaustion for a moment, and he didn't answer.

"What happened to Mr. Ji just now?"

"Yeah, what's going on."

Jiang Cha explained: "She caught a cold a few days ago and has been having a headache. It may be because the night wind on the top floor is too strong and the temperature is too cold."

The surrounding people were startled by this sudden situation, and only then did they understand when they heard this sentence.

That's right.

It turned out that she had a bad complexion just now because of a headache.

Probably didn't take the joke seriously either.

Rich people are so fickle. Once a person has money, there are so many things at his fingertips, how can he stick to one person with all his heart.The upper-class people I know in the circle, and the wife at home are just decorations, and they can come and go as they want outside.

The loving couples reported by many media are just a cosmetic project.

Mr. Ji and this couple may be the same, so he doesn't care about their jokes.

"Headache is like this, I can't stand the wind."

"Little Jiang, please be more considerate and take good care of your Mr. Ji."

"Drink some ginger soup or something."

Jiang Cha was startled, and looked at Givenchy.

She remained expressionless.

Song Yuan looked at his heart with fear, and couldn't help but said: "Are you still angry?"

Given said lightly, "I'm not angry."

Song Yuan didn't understand the situation. Seeing that everyone was sitting dryly, he didn't know what to say for a while, so he said, "Then, let's continue?"

"..."

Everyone fell silent.

Can this continue?

Unexpectedly, Given said: "Continue. You continue to ask, ask what you want to ask."

"You don't have a headache anymore?" She looked at Givenchy tremblingly: "Why don't you go back to your room and rest for a while?"

"No. Go ahead."

A few people who had just finished preparing their manuscripts and were about to find an excuse to slip away just got up, so they had to sit down again.

Song Yuan was isolated and helpless, and the enthusiasm for pursuing excitement at the beginning was gone: Given made a face, my aunt not only did not support her, but also asked her to apologize--that's fine, then there is no need to ask sensitive topics.

"Favorite animal?"

"I don't know. I like them all."

"Favorite vegetable?"

"like it all."

"Favorite movie?"

"a lot of."

"Do you like my aunt's movies?"

"like."

Ginger tea is a little intolerable.

Given also frowned: "This is what you want to ask? The ones you just asked are very good, why don't you continue."

Song Yuan: "?"

Ask those just now?Looking for scolding?

She is not sick.

Only then did she understand the hardships of the host: how to ask questions to balance the hot spots and scales is really a technical job.She wanted to keep pretending to be stupid, but Given was still staring at her, Song Yuan was helpless, coughed lightly, and had no choice but to say:

"Then I'll change it to something more exciting."

What to ask.

Are you always sincere to Ji?

No.

In case ginger tea says "no", that guy will be blown up again.

do you like my aunt

No.

No matter what the answer is, both sides are easy to be embarrassed, and she is the one who is scolded in the end.

"Ask. Don't you want to ask something exciting?"

Given raised his eyelids and said coldly.

A few people looked at her and thought to themselves, just now the brakes were on time, Song Yuan didn't wink at her, and she didn't say a word of no on the surface, but in the end, she was offended as expected.

"Just ask."

Song Yuan's fingers were tangled together.

She couldn't get off the tiger, so she gritted her teeth and gave it a go, and asked loudly:

"What color underwear?"

"puff--"

Someone just took a sip of water, and she choked so much that she almost spit it out.

Given: "..."

Song Baiwei sighed softly, then pinched her fingers under the table, frowned, and gave her a disapproving look.

"Cough, I'm sorry I was wrong, change the question."

Jiang Cha stared at the lie detector, staring very seriously, without blinking: "White."

Green light.

Jiang Cha frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face, and was about to say something, but Given suddenly stood up, his voice was out of place, and his voice was too cold: "Go ahead."

Given stood up, put the black suede bag next to the seat on his shoulder, and walked out of the encirclement sideways.

She was tall and slender, wearing a black dress, blending into the night, her cold white and slender neck matched the cold light on her earlobes, and passed by in a flash.

This black dress is very picky, delicate and elegant, and every detail is done with heart.This is a high-end style that fits the figure. If the figure is not perfect, it will cause the temperament to be unable to support it, and it will be overwhelmed by the skirt instead.

But Givenchy was just right.

It just seemed too cold and lonely.

"Mr. Ji won't play for a while?" Someone asked.

Given didn't answer, he walked forward on his own.

"Mr. Ji has a headache, he should go back and rest."

"It's windy here at night, the temperature is low, it's cold and humid, people with colds should keep warm."

"Yes Yes."

Given didn't say anything, this attitude made people feel a little uncomfortable, she walked to the glass door that separated the terrace from the room, and the people behind her still didn't get an answer, so they had to find reasons for her and give themselves Take the steps down.

Jiang Cha stood up abruptly.

She tucked her long hair behind her ears and said softly, "Go on, everyone, I'll go see her."

Jiang Cha walked behind her not too far away, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

The interior is very quiet, the terrace is separated from the restaurant inside the hotel by a huge seven-meter-high glass, there are only a few waiters standing in the restaurant, and there is no one on the seat.The orange chandelier casts a dim light, outlining the back of the person in front.

Jiang Cha followed her inside.

The aisle was covered with a light gray soft carpet, and the footsteps were soft and almost silent when walking on it.

When the people in front heard her movement, their footsteps paused, as if they were about to turn around.

Jiang Cha stopped where she was, held her breath slightly, and looked at her quietly.

For a moment, that person continued to walk forward, extremely silent, as if the momentary pause was just an illusion, and she didn't seem to intend to say anything to Jiang Cha.

In the elevator, we were speechless.

The small airtight space is full of people, and Jiang Cha followed Givenh into it, and was blocked at the elevator door, with people behind him.She happened to be squeezed and stood one after the other with Givenchy, still facing each other.Jiang Cha lowered her head in embarrassment, and while breathing lightly, the warm air flowed on the fair and slender neck of someone opposite.

one second.

two seconds.

Givenchy's eyelashes trembled, and he looked at the dark gray mirror of the elevator.

The shadows of the two were clearly so close.

But it is no longer within reach.

......

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator stopped on the 11th floor.

Given's room is at the end of the corridor, and Jiang Cha's room is separated by a few doors, but after getting out of the elevator, it's not in the same direction at all.

One left, one right.

Jiang Cha walked towards her room, but there were quiet footsteps behind her.

1101.

Arrived.

The dark red wooden door was closed tightly, and there was a metal nameplate of his room hanging on the door. Jiang Cha looked down for the room card, but was given a meal.

"Ginger tea."

Someone behind her is calling her.

The voice was neither loud nor low, with a hint of imperceptible sincerity.Jiang Cha stopped, didn't go forward, but didn't look back, just stood there quietly, waiting for the next article.

"You don't have anything to say." Given turned around, his voice was hoarse.

Jiang Cha was silent and did not speak.

In the long corridor, the doors of the rooms are closed tightly, and there is a long emptiness, only a few dim wall lamps are lit, the light is dim, and the stuffy people can't breathe.

Jiang Cha stood at the door, and a soft copper wall lamp next to her illuminated her side face.She was wearing a simple chiffon white shirt, black short skirt, slender waist and long legs, and soft black hair hanging around her waist.

She turned her head and looked at Givenchy quietly.

At that moment, light illuminated her eyes.

The eyes are full of alienation and defense.

It was cold and icy.

Given looked at her quietly for a moment, approached, squeezed her wrist, pressed it close to her ear, and frowned: "No more feelings?"

Jiang Cha lowered her eyes and said calmly, "I don't know."

Given was stabbed by her indifferent appearance, she gritted her teeth and asked softly, "You don't know?"

Jiang Cha felt the tension on her wrist loosen a little, she immediately pulled her hand away, turned around and walked into the room.Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't figure it out. Seeing Givenchy approaching, she just reflexively avoided it, like a stress response.

Given is a man who is sometimes pitiful, but sometimes she just wants to avoid him.

She frowned, and was about to close the door, but the door was pushed hard, and the man squeezed into the room with her, and then pushed her to the corner, fearing that she would hit her head, and then gently held her palm The floor mat was behind her head.

Then the lips are blocked.

He bit her lower lip hard.

Jiang Cha was startled for a moment, and wanted to push it away, but felt heat on her collarbone.

It's tears.

Warm tears.

Jiang Cha was stunned.

Given touched her waist, all the way up, trying to pinch her hard, crush her, and swallow her into the stomach, but his hands were contradictory and not really hard, restrained, gentle, and gentle.

The fingertips stroked gently, once and for all, with an indescribable teasing meaning, from the waist all the way up.

Jiang Cha shuddered all over, frowned, and pushed her hard.Given still turned his face slightly, his breathing was extremely hot, and he kissed her deeply.

The tip of Jiang Cha's teeth began to bite her tongue, but for some reason, this time, she was not willing to use force, unlike rejection, the biting and biting didn't hurt, it was like a gentle flirting.

Given let go of ginger tea and looked at her slightly surprised.

Jiang Cha's fair side face was blushing, she pushed her out, and said coldly, "Go out."

Given lowered his eyes, his thick and long eyelashes were wet together.She turned her face away helplessly, wiped her eyes with her fingertips, tears were hanging on her eyelashes, she didn't want to look at the ginger tea.

Ginger Tea wiped the water on her lips with her index finger, and frowned: "What do you want?"

"..."

"I told you not to touch me, you are like this, do you want a divorce?"

Seeing her so indifferent, Given felt a pain in his heart, and opened his eyes blankly.

"Is that why you want a divorce?"

Given gritted his teeth, his eyes were flushed, and a teardrop fell heavily: "Is this what you said you like? How long has it been? Isn't this too cheap?"

Jiang Cha felt angry for no reason, she tremblingly said: "What do you know?"

She was trembling with anger, unbuttoned three shirt buttons with trembling fingers, and pulled the collar suddenly, revealing the shoulder straps on her white and shaved shoulders.

black.

Jiang Cha's cheeks were flushed, but her eyes were still icy cold, but the water at the end of her eyes weakened her momentum.

Jiang Cha lowered her eyes and said softly, "The lie detector is not accurate at all."

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