C193

"Some unhappy things happened today with everyone. However, since everyone came, it means that they have to acknowledge me. I am very happy, and here, I would like to toast everyone."

After he finished speaking, he ignored everyone else and continued to finish the cup of wine.

Jin Weiwei's smile was extremely threatening, she had a scale in her heart, respect is mutual.

This action made many of the people present unhappy, what did Jin Weiwei want to do?

They did not express anything and just finished their wine. If this wasn't coercion, then what was it!?

Seeing that everyone was hesitating, Cheng Yu laughed, it was true that he was holding a grudge, he had given them a good show of strength.

Cheng Yu stood up, finished drinking his wine, and smiled at Jin Weiwei. No matter how dissatisfied the remaining people were, they would not dare to oppose Cheng Yu.

Just like that, until the end of the banquet, no one looked down on Jin Weiwei anymore.

"Wei …" Madame Jin, you must be tired today. Go back and rest well. "

Jin Weiwei was already dizzy, it was as if she went back to her previous life, just like how she dealt with those old perverts who were all the old drunkards. Every time, she would faint a little, but after the table was done, she would pretend that she was not drunk.

Jin Weiwei had well-preserved this habit of his. If not for the fact that he saw her staggering two steps forward, he would have thought that she was not drunk.

Originally, he wanted to send Jin Weiwei back, but the moment he stepped out of the door, he saw Little Rich Son standing guard outside.

"Weiwei" also went down his throat, what right did he have to care so much about others?

"If it was a man, he shouldn't have let a girl suffer so much!"

Seeing that Jin Weiwei was pretending not to be drunk, Cheng Yu's heart ached. If he could live a good life, as a woman, who would want to come out and run?

Then, she looked at Little Rich Son. No matter how she looked at him, he looked like a pretty boy who had just eaten for free.

"Young Master Cheng, you've worked hard today. Go back first."

Jin Weiwei walked two steps in front of him and greeted him as if nothing had happened.

The pause was so rapid that even listening carefully, he still felt that something was amiss.

When Jin Weiwei was drunk, in order to not look drunk, he would stop for two seconds whenever he wanted to speak with his big tongue.

Little Rich Son took her in his arms and looked at Cheng Yu with ice-cold eyes: "She likes it, please have some self-respect in the future."

Cheng Yu was startled, followed by fury, how could there be such a shameless person in the world!

When he arrived at the carriage and saw that there were no familiar faces around him, only Little Rich Son, his originally clear eyes suddenly blurred.

"hubby!"

"Yes."

Little Rich Son pulled her wildly moving hands, his ice-cold face had a faint crack.

"Love you so much."

Pushing away Little Rich Son's hands, Jin Weiwei kneeled down and pounced on Little Rich Son's body, and gave him a hug of satisfaction.

"Weiwei..."

"Let me tell you, those old men are too annoying today. They are all noisy like a frog and are even unhappy with me. You didn't see, I made them angry, their faces the same color as the bottom of the pot, it's so enjoyable! "Haha …"

Hearing that, Little Rich Son hugged Jin Weiwei, and asked in a low voice: "You like it that much?"

"No, I like money. I like the money I make."

Jin Weiwei was a little dizzy. He felt that there was a cherry swaying right in front of him.

In fact, Jin Weiwei did the same.

Little Rich Son froze as someone on his lips sucked continuously, causing his heart to itch.

Even after pulling Jin Weiwei's body out, Little Rich Son was still hugging him tightly.

"Weiwei, money, power, I can let you have it, but do you want to stay in the backyard?"

Little Rich Son's voice started to become hoarse and his eyes started to turn red. Perhaps Cheng Yu's words had reminded him, such a life was not what Jin Weiwei wanted.

That... Could it be that with his promise, Jin Weiwei would be able to return to the capital with him?

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei frowned, and struggled for a while: "You want to raise me as a canary?"

Using all his strength to break free from Little Rich Son's grasp, Jin Weiwei curled his lips, "I don't want to spend my whole life in the backyard, becoming a tool for the birth of a child. I also need to pretend to be virtuous and virtuous every day, to fight against other women for a man. Such a life is simply too scary! I don't want it! "

As he said that, he actually distanced himself extremely far from Little Rich Son.

Little Rich Son carried her back and said: "Are you willing to spend your life alone?"

"But I don't want to be a canary. If you want to be one, then go, and leave as soon as possible. I, Jin Weiwei, will never be able to stay in the Back Residence for the rest of my life!"

Jin Weiwei wrinkled his nose, a wave of bitterness assaulted his heart, and his mouth curled down. Men are indeed the same!

"You can go!"

Pushing away Little Rich Son's hands, Jin Weiwei hugged the window as she cried. She was too wronged, the hubby that she raised for so long was all someone else's!

Mo Ba, who was driving the car, was shocked for a long time. Why should I refuse to let you stay home comfortably?

Turning his head to look at the calm and unreasonable Mo Feng, Mo Ba felt a little sour. "If there's a man willing to help me with this, I'll definitely agree to it."

The corner of Mo Feng's mouth twitched. He, too, was somewhat surprised, wasn't what prince had given him the most what women wanted in their lives?

"Are you not a good Long Yang?"

Mo Feng asked coldly.

"..." "Ahem, no."

Mo Ba turned his head, a little guilty.

"If that's not the case, then sit still and don't spout nonsense."

He didn't know if it was just an illusion on Mo Ba's part, but why did he feel that Mo Feng was angry?

In the carriage, Little Rich Son had spent a lot of effort to pull Jin Weiwei out of the window.

"What are you doing? I told you to go!"

Jin Weiwei was crying unhappily, unlike those noble ladies in the capital, who cried with tears and were extremely fake.

In fact, Little Rich Son felt that it was still funny, but the grievances were real.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei was quiet for a moment, when he suddenly snot into Little Rich Son's chest, and asked: "Then you're not going to train me into a canary?"

"Yes, I can do whatever I want."

Little Rich Son stroked the ends of Jin Weiwei's hair and said: "But, you're not allowed to drink alcohol."

"I have to drink when I come out for the party, it's not like I can control myself!"

"…"

Even Jin Weiwei noticed the low pressure in the carriage and could not help but say: "Then, every time I go out for a gathering, I always tell you the time and place. If you come to pick me up, nothing will happen."

"..." "Right."

Seeing the corners of Jin Weiwei's mouth deflating further, Little Rich Son finally came to a compromise.

"hubby is great."

Jin Weiwei smacked Little Rich Son's face, and then leaned on Little Rich Son's shoulder, feeling a little drowsy.

"Weiwei."

"Mm …"

Jin Weiwei raised his eyelids, but did not open them.

"In the future, call me hubby."

Hearing that, Jin Weiwei moved his lips, and his head slipped down.

"..."

The next day, when Jin Weiwei woke up, he found that his clothes had been changed and his head did not hurt.

Was she drinking a fake bar yesterday?

Why was there no trace at all?