President is too good at spoiling

Chapter 273

"Brother Yiqing, can you stop talking about this woman? I hate it! Come on, let's drink. Today is the craziest hot dance. Brother Yiqing, we're going to cheer up later! "

"Good, good, drink wine, don't mention Mu family's broom star!" Said, in Meng Zhihan's half push, he Yiqing even drank several cups of mixed wine.

Mixed drinks are very easy to get drunk.

After a few drinks, he Yiqing was a little confused.

Anyan hears the conversation between Meng Zhihan and he Yiqing. She takes a sneak look at Meng Zhihan with Yu Guang, and then goes to the corridor on one side.

Today, Meng Zhihan specially chose a good position. Anyan stands here and can clearly see he Yiqing's every move.

Meng Zhihan is constantly pouring wine to he Yiqing. She relies on him to smile all the way, and from time to time she puts her soft body into he Yiqing's arms

He Yiqing was teased by Meng Zhihan. He was in a good mood and had already thrown other things out of the sky.

Anyan looks at he Yiqing's back with hatred in her eyes. Her body trembles slightly because of anger.

As everyone knows, a man is watching Anyan's every move through the monitor.

"Mr. He, I really don't understand why Ms. Mu is doing this... I have repeatedly confirmed the documents sent by Meng Zhihan just now. It's really a share transfer document. This contract is real and effective."

Wu Yang really wanted to break his head, but he didn't understand. He said his question: "if it's because master he made Miss Mu lose her memory, Miss Mu will retaliate like this... That doesn't make sense. According to miss Mu's character, she's not like this."

"She's going to give my father nothing."

Wu Yang was slightly stunned when he Junshen said this cold word. Soon, he quickly asked: "Mr. He, do you want to stop miss Mu's behavior?"

He Junshen's dangerous eyes half narrowed, and his eyes were always fixed on the monitor screen.

He shook his head, and the corner of his lips stirred up the most evil smile. "As long as she nods, let alone let my father have nothing, even if it's all for me, I'll give it all."

"President he means..."

"Don't worry, let Meng Zhihan do as she says."

"Yes." Wu Yang nodded and immediately sent someone down.

"There's more." He Junshen continued to command, and his lips slightly hooked, "fully cooperate with Meng Zhihan." Then his eyes fell on the bodyguards.

"I understand!" Wu Yang nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and immediately stopped.

Then, he handed a delicate sandalwood box to he Junshen in front of him. "President he, this jade pendant has been cleaned up by someone."

He Junshen took the sandalwood box, opened it and looked at the jade pendant in the box.

The corner of his lips rose slightly. Looking at the dragon shaped jade pendant, his smile became cold and terrible.

"Did you find anything else at the scene of the fire?"

"Except for this jade pendant, it's just some discarded things. There's nothing else."

Heyun nodded his head slightly, and his sight of looking at the jade pendant became colder and colder.

In fact, this jade pendant is enough.

He xunfan, you can't see people alive or dead. Whether you are alive or dead now, I will not let go of the man with a mask in Meng Zhihan's mouth, whether you are or not!

He Junshen held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it completely.

This jade pendant, which represents the family totem, is extremely ironic to he Junshen.

He looked at an Yan through the monitor, looking at the crystal clear tears hanging on her cheek. He frowned, and felt that the little woman had something to hide from her.

At this time, the outside is full of lights and noise. The dancers on the T-stage are dancing hot and unrestrained. They interact with each other from time to time. The scene is even more fiery. Applause and whistles are mixed together and ring one after another.

The waiter with the tray in his hand came up to Meng Zhihan, leaned over her ear and said in a soft voice, "he Shao said, do it according to miss Mu's instructions."

Meng Zhihan was obviously slightly stunned when she got this instruction, but soon she showed a charming smile and picked up the bottle of open whisky from the waiter's tray.

"This bottle of wine is on my account. I invite brother Yiqing to drink it." With that, Meng Zhihan poured the liquor into the glass in front of he Yiqing, and then poured the liquor to him one by one.

Meng Zhihan was specially trained by Rongxi. If she didn't have enough ability, she couldn't work for he Junshen.

He Yiqing has already unloaded her heart, and is taken away by Meng Zhihan.

Today's Meng Zhihan specially wears a short dress with suspenders. The suspenders slide slightly. She leans forward and pretends to stick to he Yiqing.

This time, he Yiqing couldn't control it any more.

"Brother Yiqing, you don't want those dancers in the stands. I'll be jealous!"

"Well, it's up to you, my little baby..." he Yiqing plans to kiss Meng Zhihan.

Meng Zhihan immediately holds the glass against he Yiqing's lips, and then takes a sip on the other side of the glass.

"Brother Yiqing..." she called him sweetly again. The cup poured a little, and the wine slipped on her white skin

When he Yiqing saw this scene, his eyes were staring at her like a light

Meng Zhihan has absolute superb means, he Yiqing still fell into her gentle village, unable to extricate herself.

Cup after cup, countless drinks, he Yiqing for his male dignity, Meng Zhihan let him drink, he drank.

In the end, he Yiqing was already in a state of delirium.

Just as the bodyguards were going to help him up, suddenly some beautiful women reached out and hugged the bodyguards' waist, then put their legs on them

How can it be that Liu Xiahui is not in a state of mind?

Under the deception of the beauties, these bodyguards gradually put down their psychological defense. Looking at the drunken he Yiqing, they felt that he would not find them. After that, the bodyguards followed the beauties in other directions and enjoyed themselves.

When the bodyguards were taken away, Meng Zhihan quickly began to cut into the theme.

"Brother Yiqing, this is today's consumption bill. I bought you that bottle of whisky just now. Can you buy me the rest?" Said, Meng Zhihan that soft arms took the initiative to embrace the waist of he Yiqing, smile particularly coquettish.

He Yiqing nodded, "good, good!" He was full of wine, and he had a big tongue.