Chen Weiwei had originally wanted to do whatever he wanted, but who knew that Director Wang would not want to let her off. One cup after another, she would have to see the bottom of it.

She already felt that she was too big to drink anymore and took out her phone from her pocket. It was already eight o'clock and Beitang Bing still hadn't called, so by right, he should be home already. She didn't see him when he returned, but did she not care about him at all? You're not looking for her?

Wasn't it just a disagreement from last night?

Wouldn't it be more satisfying to make love without a condom?

Wasn't it just that she wanted to have a child of her own?

He was so handsome and charming that even young women would drool if he passed by them. Wasn't it wrong for her to want a child as a mother to help consolidate her family's position?

Meeting him at the age of eighteen, falling in love with him, stumbling all the way over him, finally becoming a true fruit, marrying him at the age of twenty-five, am I that easy? When she thought about it, her life in the future would be like walking on thin ice and trembling. Sigh … Would he be able to lead a happy life?

His life was miserable!

"Director Wang, I, I drank too much, I have to go home!" Chen Weiwei accompanied him with a smiling face.

Director Wang looked down, but Old Yang immediately stepped forward when she saw her expression. "It's still early. Night life has just begun, why are you back so early!"

"Exactly, it's rare for you to be so happy. You must be drunk tonight. Let's continue the conversation later!" Director Wang chuckled and poured another cup full for her!

Chen Weiwei stood up shakily, her vision blurry. "Director Wang, I'm already married. Save it!"

At this moment, a female colleague who came with them scoffed, "Weiwei, you always tell a big guy that you have a husband after marriage, but we don't even see your husband in the whole company, and we don't even see him at parties. You're the only one who doesn't see him when you go home to work, how bad are you that you don't dare to bring him out to meet people?"

The table full of people with all kinds of expressions laughed out loud!

As a clerk in the Administration Department, Chen Weiwei rarely came into contact with the Marketing Department, so naturally, he didn't have any friendly relationship with them.

Chen Weiwei was her husband's number one person. He would rather scold her than scold her husband! Hearing someone mention Beitang Bing in such a way, he immediately got up, shook off Director Wang's claw, pushed away Old Yang, walked around the round table, and took a few steps over to the female colleague.

"What did you say?"

The female colleague glanced at the few people laughing on the table, "Am I wrong? If you have the guts, come out and show your husband around. See what he's really like. "

Look? Picking up dishes? What else was there?

Chen Weiwei raised his fist and wanted to give her a slap, but the woman was probably drunk as well. He pointed at her with a trembling index finger and said, "Who do you think you are?

"What memorial archway?" Who dares to be arrogant? "

Chen Weiwei asked angrily. On the other side, Director Wang came over drunkenly and put his arm around her waist, "Little Chen, ignore her. Let's drink. Drink …"

"Drink your head!" Chen Weiwei was truly angered. He used his hand to pry open the pig's feet by his waist. "If you continue to touch this old lady, don't blame me for being impolite!"

He didn't want to endure it any longer!

When Director Wang heard this, he felt that it was too embarrassing. He angrily glared and pointed at Old Yang, "Manager Yang, she must have eaten an ambitious leopard's guts. Is this, ah?"

"Oh, Director Wang, don't lower yourself to the same level as her!" Old Yang pulled her arm, "Eldest Miss, your temper is not small? Isn't it just putting your hands on your back? Aren't you still wearing some clothes! "

Chen Weiwei shook off his hand and said, "Manager, what you're saying is that I'm wearing clothes, so I can touch whatever I want, right?" Why don't you just let him touch you? "

"I'm willing to let him touch me as he pleases, but the problem is that he doesn't want to touch me!" If he touched me, what would you have to do? "

"…" Chen Weiwei was at a loss for words. "Go away, go away …" I'm going home! "

She picked up the handbag on the stool in one hand and was about to walk away, but Old Yang immediately pulled her to the front to block the way. Chen Weiwei shook off her handbag and casually said, "Get out of the way!"

Just as the two of them were arguing, 'Bang!' The room's door was kicked open!