Shen Miaomiao was suddenly pulled into the car, her whole body crashed into a hug, she almost vomited again.

She was so dizzy that she couldn't find her way, so she lay in the man's arms and rested for a while before slowly supporting herself and sitting up.

The lights in the car were not turned on, so she couldn't see the situation, but could only smell a faint fragrance, which exuded a sense of calmness, which was inexplicably reassuring.

It's a man.

After Shen Miaomiao reacted, she screamed, and immediately struggled to get out of the car, but the man directly controlled her hand to cover her lips, Shen said: "It's me, don't scream."

Shen Miaomiao panted and leaned against the man, his steady breath sprayed behind her ears through his back, and she fell silent.

It seems to be Ye Tianmu.

Shen Miaomiao's dazed mind was a little clear and she also found that her hands were tightly clasped by him. She paused for a while and slowly stuck out the tip of her tongue to touch his palm.

"Third Uncle..." She snorted nasally, motioning for him to let go.

Ye Tianmu was startled for a sudden feeling of softness and wetness in his palm, and soon realized that it was the tactile sensation from the tip of her tongue.

He immediately let go of her and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

"It's the third uncle." Shen Miaomiao calmed down and sat back on the seat. She felt that she and Ye Tianmu were destined to meet him wherever she went, but luckily she met him, otherwise she would have Be eaten by that group of reporters.

Ye Tianmu slightly held the hand that was licked by the woman just now, responded heavily, and asked again: "Why don't you ask someone to follow you?"

"The reception is not over yet, they are all busy." Shen Miaomiao put her hand on her forehead and responded weakly, "Third Uncle, are you leaving early?"

"I'm an idler, so it's meaningless for me to go to these receptions." Ye Tianmu slowly arranged the shirts that were messed up when the two hugged each other just now.

Shen Miaomiao chuckled when she heard the words, how could Ye Tianmu really be free, if she didn't know the plot, he would really believe what he said.

"Third Uncle, you are dishonest." She hiccupped, and the alcohol rushed to her head instantly, and she felt even more dizzy.

"Not honest at all." She patted his shoulder in a daze.

The woman patted him with boneless hands, like tickling, Ye Tianmu turned his head to look over, the lights in the car were not turned on, and the woman's face was a little hazy when he came into his eyes.

His eyes sank slightly, and his tone was light: "What are you talking about?"

Shen Miaomiao closed her eyes, adjusted a comfortable posture and sat down, "I said... Third Uncle, you are so kind..."

"He's a nice guy..."

Ye Tianmu's lips curled slightly when he heard this, and his voice was low: "How am I?"

"Okay...it's on..." Shen Miaomiao fell slightly crookedly, and she quickly sat up again, "You gave me the photo, and you saved me today..."

"Look...you have solved my problem now, you are a very good person..."

She seemed to be drunk, her tongue was very knotted when she spoke, and her body fell down slightly. Ye Tianmu stretched out his hand and supported her back.

Shen Miaomiao turned her head, her vision in the car was not good, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she heard his light breathing, and felt his palm touching her cool skin.

"You will definitely end well." After she finished speaking, she fell down directly.

Ye Tianmu chuckled and asked the driver to turn on the lights.

The woman fell asleep with her head leaning against him, her hair drooping slightly in a mess, her dress was sexy, her exposed shoulders and collarbone, and the waves on her chest were fragrant and charming under the slightly dim light.

This was a visual feast, Ye Tianmu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, he turned his face away, and took the suit he took off just now from his side and put it on her.

Thinking of what she said just now, his eyes darkened slightly. This woman might have really guessed something.

Shen Miaomiao was woken up by a servant at noon the next day. When she woke up, she had a splitting headache, felt extremely uncomfortable in her stomach, and felt dizzy before her eyes.

Her mind seemed to be drained by someone, and she couldn't remember how she got back last night, so she asked the servant: "Who sent me back last night?"

The servant shook his head, "I don't know."

Shen Miaomiao scratched her head, she had no memory at all after drinking last night.

The servant looked at her in a daze, and said, "Get up soon, the old master told you to go to the study right now."

When Shen Miaomiao heard the words, her confused thoughts were instantly blown away, and she thought about the divorce.

She jumped off the bed, washed up quickly and went downstairs to the study.

In the same room as before, Song Hongguang with silver hair was practicing calligraphy behind the desk, and Song Chuqing was sitting next to Song Yuanming and He Qin on the sofa in front of the desk.

Shen Miaomiao took a slight breath and stepped forward beside Song Chuqing.

Song Hongguang watched her sit down, then put away the pen and put it down, looked up, "Just now Chu Qing told us that the two of you have already discussed the divorce?"

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