0p0 Chapter 230: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 39
Chapter 230: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 39
Feng Siman had never seen him with such a gentle expression, as if his usual coldness and aloofness was just his appearance, and he was real at this moment.
She turned around slowly and stiffly. The girl walking towards her had her hands behind her back. Her facial features were so delicate that even she couldn't help but envy her. There was a coquettish and resentful expression on her face.
"I came at a bad time, didn't I?"
She spoke in a sarcastic tone as soon as she opened her mouth, but it didn't sound annoying coming from her. Instead, it sounded inexplicably cute.
Song Yuanzhou must have thought so, so he didn't hesitate for a moment, strode towards her and hugged her tightly, like an abandoned child who suddenly found a home.
"As long as you come, it's always time."
She didn't have the chance to finish her prepared lines. Meng Jiaojiao chuckled softly in his arms, causing him to hug her even tighter.
The last glimmer of hope was finally shattered. Feng Siman laughed at himself and walked towards them.
Meng Jiaojiao pushed him gently, and Song Yuanzhou reluctantly let her go. Then he turned around and looked at Feng Siman.
"Hello, Miss Feng." She extended her hand.
Feng Siman paused, "You are the wife he has been thinking about all the time. You actually exist. I always thought that was just an excuse he used to reject me."
Meng Jiaojiao raised her eyes to look at Song Yuanzhou, who only had eyes for her, and laughed: "Really? It seems that my husband is still very honest outside, so he doesn't need to be punished by the family rules."
Hearing the word "husband", Song Yuanzhou raised the corner of his mouth and hugged her waist tightly again.
"What family rules? I want to try it."
Feng Siman felt that she had never understood this man. He usually looked cold and indifferent, and acted as if he didn't care about anyone. But now, facing the person he liked, he became so childish.
Yes, he can love people, but he just doesn't love her.
Curling his lips, Feng Siman sighed:
"Yes, very honestly. Even my identity as the daughter of the richest man cannot tempt him. Miss Meng, I really envy you for finding such a good man."
Such straightforward words made Song Yuanzhou frown, and he quickly turned to look at Meng Jiaojiao's expression, but she didn't care at all, and even replied with a smile:
"Of course, only a good man can be my husband."
The confidence she exuded seemed to be innate. Feng Siman was dazed for a moment and unconsciously went forward to hug her.
"You are really different. It's nice to meet you. I hope we can be friends in the future."
Treating such a self-aware person, Meng Jiaojiao smiled back without hesitation: "It's a great honor. I won't leave in the short term. We can go shopping together when we have time."
Feng Siman glanced at Song Yuanzhou, whose face was becoming increasingly gloomy, and laughed out loud:
"Really? Someone might not want your precious time to be given to me."
After that, she took a deep breath and looked at Song Yuanzhou: "Sorry to bother you for so long, I wish you happiness."
Song Yuanzhou nodded reluctantly as a response.
After the people walked away, Meng Jiaojiao's face fell. Just as she was about to ask something, Song Yuanzhou grabbed her waist and pressed her against the wall.
"You make friends too quickly."
The speechless mouth expressed its emotions clumsily, and the next moment it directly covered her lips, and the tip of the tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, eager to use this simplest way of expression to tell her that he missed her very much.
The anger that Meng Jiaojiao wanted to vent was immediately blocked. After he held her down and bit her for a long time, she patted his chest hard.
Song Yuanzhou's breathing was heavy and rapid. He slowly loosened his grip, but still held her head against his, not intending to let her go.
"why did not you tell me."
Meng Jiaojiao looked up at him slightly and said jokingly, "What will happen if I tell you?"
"I..." His eyelashes trembled, and complex emotions surged in his eyes.
She couldn't stand a man looking at her with such a murderous look, so she turned away and coughed softly, "Let me go, I'm here to work."
Hearing this, Song Yuanzhou finally loosened his grip a little, but his eyes were still on her sparkling lips.
"Are you just here to work?" he asked expectantly.
Meng Jiaojiao raised her eyelids, raised her hands to wrap around his neck, tilted her head and asked delicately, "Could it be... is he here to see you?"
Unable to resist her temptation, Song Yuanzhou pretended to lean over and kiss her lips again, but she quickly dodged.
"Stop making trouble, let's talk about it when we go home."
Song Yuanzhou pursed his lips, raised his hand and held her face to face him.
"did you miss me."
Unable to hold back the corners of her mouth from curling up, she had no choice but to take the initiative and kiss him.
"I've thought about it. I've written so many letters to you. It would be a lie to say I don't miss you."
System: Favorability +1~, current favorability is 96, come on host!
Meng Jiaojiao: What’s going on? Is there still an incentive mechanism now?
System: That’s right, humane management by managers.
Meng Jiaojiao: ...
When they appeared in the hall again, Song Yuanzhou was leading her out. At that time, Ma Yanqing came up with a notebook and started scolding her.
"Song Yuanzhou! You are a fickle scumbag. Haven't you already abandoned Jiaojiao? Why are you trying to seduce her again?"
Song Yuanzhou only glanced at him lightly and deliberately put his arm around Meng Jiaojiao's waist. "When did I say I abandoned you? When did you have the right to take care of my affairs?"
"You!" He glanced at Meng Jiaojiao, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "Jiaojiao, you can't be so confused, he..."
Halfway through his words, Feng Qifeng suddenly came over with Feng Siman and Feng Hai.
Feng Qifeng glanced at their unabashedly intimate contact and asked, "Is she really your wife?"
Song Yuanzhou held the person in his arms tighter: "Yes."
He glanced at Feng Siman thoughtfully and nodded: "Okay, handsome man and beautiful woman, very well matched."
Meng Jiaojiao took a step forward, her expression calm:
"My husband is a straight man. I'm sure Mr. Feng had some misunderstandings before, but now that I'm here, the misunderstanding has naturally been resolved. Although it's a bit inappropriate to say this, I hope that your cooperation will not be cancelled because of this."