Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 61
Cheng Yiming took me to pay homage to the old man of the Han family on his birthday.

The old man of the Han family didn't grow old in vain, why haven't he seen it?Therefore, he was very self-restraining, without revealing his emotions, looked at me, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "This is Yiming's wife, right?"

I was flattered: "Yes, Chairman."

The old man of the Han family smiled, turned to Han Qingwen and said, "Qingwen, pour me a glass of wine, I want to respect you."

The nurse next to him quickly said, "Mr. Han, you can't drink alcohol, it's not good for your health."

The old man of the Han family said: "It's okay, it's a rare drink, I'll just have a drink."

Han Qingwen poured the wine and held it in front of the old man with both hands.

The old man took it with his hand, raised his wine glass, and said with a smile to Cheng Yiming: "The Buddha said that one hundred years of cultivation can make you cross a boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can make you sleep together. Only the five hundred times of looking back in the previous life can be exchanged for passing by in this life. Yiming, Probably because we haven’t cultivated enough, so we can’t become a family. Although there are regrets, I still bless you and hope that you and your wife will love each other until the end of life.”

Cheng Yiming also drank the wine in his arms: "Thank you."

In the warmth of champagne and the fragrance of roses, Cheng Yiming led me to the dance floor and danced lightly.

Melodious music, skirts flying on the dance floor.

Cheng Yiming hugged me, his face was close to mine, his body was close to mine, the two of them were very flirty/ambiguous, hugging each other tightly, there was no gap between them.Cheng Yiming's face was full of intoxication and ambiguity.

He suddenly whispered in my ear, "Lala, you are beautiful tonight!"

My heart became inexplicably joyful, and I smiled like a flower: "Really?"

Cheng Yiming said, "Really!"

Then he kissed me, on my cheek.Cheng Yiming's kiss was so delicate, and his lips were so light and dense, like rosy evening rain.

At that moment, I was in a trance.

As a result, this trance caused me to make a low-level mistake. I raised my head and asked innocently, "Cheng Yiming, do you love me? Do you love me?"

Cheng Yiming said: "I like you."

I was not reconciled, so I chased after him and asked, "Why do you say you like it, but not love?"

Cheng Yiming stopped talking, just smiled.

I think I'm so stupid, I can't be more stupid!What the hell I am is throwing myself into the trap and humiliating myself, what the hell I am is eating enough to support me with nothing to do, looking for style.

Cheng Yiming said he likes me, but he didn't say he hates me. It's hard for me. I'm actually not human enough. I eat pork liver and think of pig's heart, and take silver and think of gold.

It's not that I don't know, the reason why Cheng Yiming did this is because Han Jing'er is looking at us not far away, I don't need to look, I know her eyes are full of resentment and pain.

The usual arrogance was nowhere to be found at this time.

After the song was over, he returned to his seat.

Cheng Yiming hugged my waist affectionately.He and his friends were drinking champagne, talking and laughing happily, talking about irrelevant topics that are of interest to all men, such as stocks, funds, house prices, cars, football... and so on.

I couldn't get in my mouth, I just sat and drank champagne.

It's not that I don't understand those things, I just don't like them.

Han Jing'er over there still couldn't help it, took a glass of red wine, and walked over.Then, she stood in front of me, squinted her eyes, looked at me with that flamboyant and disdainful look, and said with a sneer: "Wearing a cheongsam, do you think you are Xiaofengxian? What are you? Fit to our Han family?" His tone was filled with indescribable contempt and contempt, and in my eyes, I was no onion.

I was very determined, but I just raised my face slightly and smiled lightly, and I was able to collapse into Han Jing'er's contempt without showing any signs of expression.

You must be calm, and you can't lose your sense of proportion, or you will not be safe at the end of the day, but you will also make troubles if you can't bear it. I don't know, I just pretended to be calm.

I thought, Cheng Yiming will never ignore me, right?

Sure enough, Cheng Yiming got angry, turned his head to look at Han Jinger, and said word by word: "Miss Han, please respect others, my wife and I are guests invited by your father, if you think my wife If you don't deserve to enter your Han family, then let's go."

The words "my wife" from Cheng Yiming's mouth severely irritated Han Jing'er.

She bit her lip tightly, her face full of pain.

At this time, a tall man approached, smiled and said to Han Jinger: "Sister, so you are here to drink with brother Yiming?"

The voice was familiar, and I turned to look at him.

Can not help but open his mouth.

Damn, it turned out to be Han Qingluo!This guy really haunts me, I run into him everywhere I go... Wait, what did he call Han Jinger just now?sister?His surname is Han, and his first name is Han Qingluo.And the new head of Han's enterprise is called Han Qingwen... God!This Han Qingluo was actually the younger brother of Han Qingwen and Han Jing'er.

I was crying stupidly by myself again.

For a moment, I was at a loss.

I only heard Han Qingluo say to Han Jing'er: "Sister, sister-in-law is looking for you over there. She is too busy and wants you to go over and greet the female guests for her. Sister, don't worry, Brother Yiming let me Well, I'll drink with him. Hey, speaking of drinking, last time I lost to brother Yiming, I was so drunk that I nearly lay down on the ground, this time I will take revenge."

Han Jing'er hesitated a little, but left anyway.

Han Qingluo turned his head and said to Cheng Yiming: "Come on, Brother Yiming, let's have a drink."

After having a drink with Cheng Yiming, Han Qingluo finally turned his head to look at me. He blinked evilly at me, as if seeing me for the first time, and asked Cheng Yiming in surprise: "Brother Yiming, This is Mrs. Sister-in-law? Brother Yifei really has eyes, Mrs. Sister-in-law really lives up to her reputation, she is a beautiful woman with a unique temperament."

I have a blank face.

Cheng Yiming, who didn't know what to do, just smiled, and said generously and decently: "Thank you."

Han Qingluo poured another glass of champagne, and clinked glasses with Cheng Yiming again: "Brother Yifei, I wish you and your wife a happy wedding! I also wish you and your wife a happy son and live forever."

I don't know why, Han Qingluo's words fell into my ears, as if they were full of irony.

After two glasses of champagne, Han Qingluo suddenly stood up, and said "please" to me in a very gentlemanly manner: "Mrs. Cheng, can I do you a dance?"

I want to say "no".

But Cheng Yiming nodded with a smile: "Lala, let's dance with Second Young Master Han."

As a last resort, I had no choice but to walk to the dance floor with Han Qingluo.

I have a dark face: "Hello——"

Han Qingluo brought his mouth close to my ear, like a friend I have known for a long time, and asked ambiguously: "What's the matter? Honey?"

I scolded: "Bah! Who is your dear? Let me go!"

Han Qingluo had an extremely evil smile on his face, "What if I don't let you go?"

I glared at him and said, "If you don't let me go, I'll yell molestation loudly."

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(End of this chapter)