Two hours later.
The two came out of the bathroom after washing. Li Mengwei snuggled in Jing Gao's arms without wanting to move. She stared at Jing Gao with fascinated eyes and said softly: "Jing Xiaogao, I allow you not to come back tonight!"
Jing Gao's phone rang just now. But he didn't answer.
Jing Gao gently stroked his wife's half-dried hair, feeling moved and guilty at the same time. He looked down into her beautiful eyes and said softly: "Weiwei, I have something to go out to deal with. I will come back tonight. You are my soul mate. Harbor.”
Li Mengwei couldn't help but chuckle, resting her head on Jing Gao's arm and looking at his face. It still looked familiar to her, full of the charm of a man in his thirties, mature, restrained, calm and gentle. "Um."
Watching Jing Gao leave the bedroom, and hearing his footsteps disappear after changing clothes, a trace of sadness appeared on Li Mengwei's beautiful face.
Even if she is the eldest wife and the main palace, how can she be so generous as to allow her husband to go out to find his lover during the honeymoon period? However, she still couldn't bear to see him smoking alone and watching the sunset blowing the cold wind, which made her feel distressed.
She consulted Sister (Ling) Chuqing privately. In wealthy families, this kind of thing is basically the same as in ancient times: monogamy and multiple concubines. As long as it's not too much, my wife will basically tolerate it.
"I don't know how I fell into your trap. I suddenly felt that there was someone in my heart. I wanted to see him and talk to him. If I had known that you were such a romantic person, I would have definitely rejected you."
Li Mengwei looked at the bright moon outside the window and couldn't help thinking. However, if life is just like the first meeting, how can she refuse?
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The black S-Class Mercedes-Benz was driving on the roads of the capital city, the night was like ink, and the traffic was flowing back and forth. Jing Gao originally lived in Dongcheng, and a little further by car was the Bulgari Hotel in the embassy district. The person who called him just now was Hu Jirere.
"Ai Yang..." Jing Gao felt a little emotional, he was indeed a scumbag. Weiwei's tolerance for him put him in the happiest situation for a man. But he still felt a little guilty. So much so that I wanted to find someone to talk to and sort things out.
He was about to talk to the bodyguard and Tai Chi master Chen Aiyang who was driving the car, but he retracted his words when he reached his mouth. Speaking of which, Chen Aiyang is still two years younger than him. He is only twenty-seven years old this year.
Chen Aiyang drove the car intently, smiled, and did not respond. The boss treats him very well. The annual salary and stock dividends add up to 3.6 million yuan, not counting the benefits paid to him during holidays. This salary is much higher than that of several of his senior brothers who are making a living elsewhere.
After learning literary and martial arts, his goods went to the emperor's family. Of course he doesn't listen to the boss's affairs.
Jing Gao did not force the topic to be discussed. He sent a message back to Re Re via WeChat: Re Re, I will be there in a while.
"Uncle, hurry up. Tzuyu is leaving later. We are already drinking and chatting in the suite. She will go to work tomorrow."
Jing Gao ignored Nuan Nuan's WeChat messages and looked at the night scene outside the car window with his thoughts wandering. He recalled his thoughts in the courtyard before dinner. The courtyard is still a bit small! When he had something on his mind and wanted to relieve himself, his vision and space were limited.
It would be better to stay in a villa.
In a big city, a house is a person’s history of struggle. Rent a small house, rent a larger house, buy a small house for investment, two or three bedrooms, then move to a building, a school district room, then a villa, or a house in a Chinese community in a livable city in North America.
This is roughly the route. Jing Gao learned about it when he was chatting with Xiao Qiao. But at this time, he had a profound understanding: after living in a courtyard house for a long time, he wanted to live in a villa with good scenery and sight lines in the community.
I went back to live with Weiwei in Xishan Yuyuan, a villa area near Yanda University. The environment there was elegant and nice.
The new manor-style villa he is building next to the Blue Lake Club in the southern suburbs of Beijing covers an area of about 160 acres. Including the renovation time, it will take more than a year to complete. Living by the canal is also a good choice.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the villa area where the Ren family lived at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain. Rows of private villas are hidden among the mountains and forests. It covers a large area and enjoys exclusive scenery of Xiangshan Mountain. It's just difficult to drive in and out.
Of course it was impossible for him to move in and be neighbors with the Ren family. The relationship is already passerby.
Thinking of this, Jing Gao couldn't help but think of the beautiful mature woman in the coffee shop that day, Zhang Ting. I remember how charming and beautiful she was at that time. Thinking of her saying on the second floor of the cafe: risking her life to accompany the young master, I couldn't help but feel in my heart.
He has not looked for Zhang Ting since that time. At noon on the day of his wedding, Zhang Ting sent him a text message: Xiaojing, happy wedding! It can be seen that he did not leave traces in the heart of this beautiful mature woman. And he also wanted to find her again.
So speaking of it, he felt sorry for Weiwei in many ways. His current guilt is somewhat hypocritical. Men, how many people in his position can be calm? Unless your body can't keep up.
Therefore, the emotion in his heart right now is just that. He would have to be even nicer to Weiwei in the future to be worthy of her indulging in him. Beauty is so kind!
The neon lights outside the car window flashed by. Jing Gao wanted to understand his problem. The shackles in his heart were removed. He felt relieved. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message to his new assistant Dugu Jing: Dugu, help me in France. Buy an island in Polynesia with a better location and better scenery, and then build it into a 5A-level scenic spot. I want to give this island to Weiwei.
"Okay, Mr. Jing. I'll choose a seat first." Dugujing quickly replied to the message. Looking at the phone screen that dimmed two minutes later, knowing that Mr. Jing had no further instructions, she waved her fist and cheered herself up. : "Dugu, you can do it!"
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Hu Jirere’s full name is: Apurele-Mayinur. However, friends rarely call her by her full name, they all call her "Rener".
She is a senior student at the Shanghai Academy of Drama. She has signed a contract with an agency (Qinghan Culture), rented a house in the capital, and filmed several movies. His father is a singer in the Magic City Opera Troupe, and his mother works in the Magic City Folk Orchestra.
In the luxurious garden balcony suite of the Bulgari Hotel, Nuanre was drinking champagne and listening to her friend Liu Ziyu's phone call. She doesn't sing, but is an actress. She doesn't have any taboos about drinks.
Jing Gao's beloved kitten Liu Ziyu and Re Re were doing beauty treatments in the Bulgari Hotel's spa together. Then they would go back to the hotel suite to take a shower and wear loose, soft and thick white nightgowns in the air-conditioned room. The figure of 1.62 meters is in excellent proportions, with ups and downs of curves. A section of white lotus root-like calves are exposed from the nightgown, and they are beautiful and fair. The ten toes are painted with black nail polish, giving them a coquettish beauty.
She was dealing with a suitor on the phone. This person was a talented person from Beijing who was introduced to her by Sister Ma in her workplace, and she had to deal with it.
"Ms. Liu, the hot springs and red wine in the Chateau Lafayette Hotel in Changping are very good. Are you interested in going to the hot springs together on the weekend?"
"Oh, Mr. Wei, I have something to do on the weekend..."
"Come on, Ziyu. You don't know how beautiful you are. As soon as I saw you, I thought you were as beautiful as a fairy in the sky. I have admired you for a long time..."
Liu Ziyu didn't want to hear the words of confession below. She had experienced such scenes of being confessed and praised many times, so she quickly said: "The signal here is a bit bad, goodbye!"
After hanging up the phone, Liu Ziyu exhaled helplessly and complained to Nuan Nuan who was looking at her with concern: "A man introduced by a eldest sister in the unit wanted to invite me to a hot spring hotel for a drink just after we had dinner. .”
Nuanre was also wearing a white nightgown and was lazily leaning on the sofa. She looked more and more wealthy. She giggled and narrowed her bright eyes. "Tzuyu, this is not asking you to take a bath in a hot spring. I want to take a bath." You! He has such beautiful thoughts! Hey, did he give you a gift? "
Chatting in private, this superb Hu Ji is very relaxed.
"I'm giving you a gift for the first time we have dinner. Nuan Nuan, have you ever been in love? I won't accept it even if he gives it to me!" Liu Ziyu gave him a funny look and drank champagne. I thought to myself, no gift from anyone can be as good as what Brother Jing gave her! only…
At this time, the doorbell rang.
