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Chapter 45 No way!she can't stand it
Dong Congshan showed off on the stage to adjust the atmosphere, but in the banquet hall, there were still many people whispering about the scene just now, because Song Qingge was too beautiful and dazzling tonight, and won the best lady award again, which made everyone present Some women were quite dissatisfied, especially the fat woman who slandered Qing Ge on the balcony and was slapped by her. Her undisguised contempt and mockery in her tone were particularly clear.

Also because of the naive behavior of the big boss, several city leaders at the main table looked at each other in dismay.

Seeing that the big boss didn't seem to have any intention of apologizing, in order to avoid the embarrassing atmosphere at the main table, the chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce found a step for the big boss and said, "Fengcheng, you are too careless." His age can be regarded as Gu Fengcheng's father Yes, but there was no reproach in that tone.

The big boss looked like he didn't care.

The corners of Song Qingge's lips were slightly raised, and she smiled: "It's not all Mr. Gu's fault, I didn't notice it myself." In fact, her tailbone still hurts, and she feels it so painful even when she is sitting.

Seeing that she is so generous, the leaders present cannot help but look at her with admiration.

The chairman of the Federation of Industry and Commerce rounded things up and said to several leaders: "Don't look at Miss Song's young age, but she has the demeanor of her aunt." Then he said to Qingge: "Let Fengcheng give you a toast later. You apologize."

The big boss snorted lightly, without raising his eyebrows.

A little episode passed like this.
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Since it is a banquet, it is inevitable that there will be staggered drinking.

Song Qingge didn't forget the purpose of her visit, held back the pain in her coccyx, turned a blind eye to the naive and unmannered man beside her, and chatted happily with the leaders at the main table. Her attitude is dignified but not frivolous, which makes everyone here have a good impression of her, and when talking to her, she is unavoidably more cordial.

But her actions, in the eyes of the big boss, always felt that she was attracting bees and attracting butterflies, and her heart became more and more unhappy, and her face was so cold that she could wring out water.

Soon, the other people at the main table finished their toasts, and finally, it was the turn of the big boss.She adjusted her breathing, turned sideways slightly, and smiled slightly, "Mr. Gu, I respect you."

The big boss caressed the teacup with his hands, and turned his head to look at her. His pair of deep eyes were particularly deep. Under the light, she, with heavy makeup and peach blossoms, red lips and white teeth, looked extraordinarily enchanting and charming. Her slender neck and beautiful collarbone made his throat twitch. Tight, secretly cursing in my heart: little goblin!

"Mr. Gu—" The corners of her lips raised, her eyes shimmered, and she raised her glass patiently.

The big boss came back to his senses, stared at her with burning eyes, did not move his hands, and said in a loose and casual tone, "I have just been discharged from the hospital, and the doctor ordered me not to drink alcohol in the near future." That way, the meaning of refusal was obvious, and she didn't give her face at all.

At the main table, everyone else was looking at them. Song Qingge knew that he had committed a ruffian again, so she smiled gently and followed his words: "Then, Mr. Gu, please replace the bar with tea." Handed him his teacup, "Please."

The big boss pursed his lips slightly, looking at her smiling face, he was a little absent-minded, and his heart softened, but when he thought of her being like this to other men, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

On the balcony, she was so intoxicated by his kisses, but in the blink of an eye she remained silent in the face of his questioning, didn't she just want to throw herself into more men's arms?
What did she take him for?A spare tire that comes and goes when you call it?
Song Qingge, don't even think about it!
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and wanted to take the teacup in her hand, but let go of it deliberately when he received it. The teacup fell on his lap in an instant, and the tea wetted his pants.

"Miss Song, why did you let go before I picked it up?" He asked displeasedly.

Uh!Song Qingge's head was full of black lines, it was obviously his hands that let go!But under the watchful eyes of everyone, she endured it.

"Sorry!" She wiped him with a tissue, but unexpectedly, she accidentally touched his private parts, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

He definitely did it on purpose!
The big boss raised his eyebrows innocently, "Miss Song, you didn't spill the tea on purpose, did you?" He said unhurriedly to everyone, "Fortunately, the tea is cold, otherwise..." He touched his forehead helplessly, "My happiness for the rest of my life has been ruined."

As soon as his voice fell, it created Song Qingge's deliberate revenge and his magnanimous feelings.His jokes also made the atmosphere on the table look more relaxed.

Qingge was embarrassed, and gave him a displeased look, but he was fine, took another cup of tea, squinted at her, his deep eyes were provocative, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a proud look on his face.

He quickly looked away, chatting with a leader sitting across from him.When Song Qingge was depressed, she felt a hand touch her leg, and her whole body tensed up like an electric shock. She didn't expect him to be so bold on this occasion.

Her legs moved slightly, but he followed the trend and touched them again. Even, the hand became more and more excessive, and she was quite frightened. Although she was wearing a long skirt that dragged the floor, she was afraid that he would make more excessive moves, so she stretched out her hand and wanted to take it away. Unexpectedly, his hand was held behind his back. She struggled a little, but he held it even tighter.

The temperature of the man's palm made her whole body warm, and someone would come to the main table to toast at any time, in case someone saw... She glanced at him nervously, only to find that he was holding a teacup to drink with others calmly.

Wolf with goat's skin!

With so many people around, she couldn't openly flip the table.

How to do?
"Miss Song, are you feeling well?" Sun Chen, who was sitting on her left, noticed her strangeness and asked with concern.

"It's okay." She concealed.

Sun Chen said softly, "Drink less wine."

"Yeah." She smiled at him.But immediately, the hand that held her was gently rubbing her palm like punishment, repeatedly, itching and numb.

She looked at the instigator in a state of confusion, the big boss was talking to someone with a normal expression.

She tried to struggle again, but in an instant she passively clasped her fingers tightly with him.

In this way, she couldn't break free.

When Song Qingge was angry and at a loss, Dong Congshan came over with her waist twisted and her hips swung. The low-cut dress appeared in spring, and she finished respecting the main table one by one. Finally, she twisted her waist and squeezed into Song Qingge's place. Between the song and the big boss seat.

Just when Song Qingge thought he would let go, unexpectedly, he clenched even tighter under the cover of the tablecloth.

Facing the big boss, Dong Congshan flaunted her head and said softly, "Mr. Gu."

The perfume on her body was too strong, Song Qingge frowned slightly.

Dong Congshan leaned over, put one hand on the table, and exposed the spring on her chest to the boss without reservation, "Mr. Gu, long time no see."

Song Qingge accidentally saw the scenery under Dong Congshan's short skirt, she immediately looked away in shock, oh my god, it's so bold, the skirt just covered her hips!
She frowned slightly, and looked at the big boss over Dong Congshan's shoulder, but saw a rare smile on his face, what's more, his eyes wandered unscrupulously on Dong Congshan's chest, and then looked at her. Ge was slightly startled, looking away in panic as if he had done something wrong.

"President Gu, I respect you!" Dong Congshan acted like a baby.

Then there was the sound of glasses clinking.

Song Qingge looked sideways, but saw him holding a wine glass and looking at Dong Congshan gracefully.

He—can't drink alcohol?

"Have another drink, okay?" Dong Congshan whispered softly, extremely soft.

Listening to that soft and waxy voice, Song Qingge felt irritated and flustered.

"Oh, Mr. Gu, why are your pants wet?" Dong Congshan said softly, "There is a clothing store downstairs, may I accompany you to change a pair?"

"Okay." The voice of the big boss.

Suddenly, Song Qingge felt that the hands tightly intertwined with her were loosened, she was slightly stunned, and watched Dong Congshan holding the big boss's arm, and leaving kissingly.

It was as if a stone was pressed against her chest, making Song Qingge unable to breathe.Watching that intimate figure disappear into the crowd.

She was embarrassed, but Gu Fengcheng was just a normal man, how could he refuse a stunner like Dong Congshan?

This is a hotel, there is no clothing store downstairs, there are more rooms.

Where would it be to change pants, it is to take off the pants.

Dong Congshan has such a good figure, protruding forward and backward, and actively seduces, which man can refuse?Also, she didn't wear anything under her skirt, so it's easy to do!

……

The more she thought about it, the more Song Qingge hiccupped in her heart and felt very uncomfortable. Her lips quivered slightly, and she drank the wine like water.

"Miss Song," Sun Chen pressed her hand, "Drink less wine."

Song Qingge ignored him and poured another glass.I heard that alcohol can paralyze the nerves, so that you can stop thinking about it.But the more she drank, the more uncomfortable she felt, and even the image of Dong Congshan and Gu Fengcheng entangled appeared in her mind.

She shook her head, trying to get that picture out of her mind, but unexpectedly, it became clearer and clearer.

After that, the whole person is not well.

That sour feeling was too uncomfortable.

no!She can't stand it!

Gu Fengcheng, you can't be with other women!
She was drunk and stood up.

"Miss Song, where are you going?" Seeing that she was drunk, Sun Chen stopped her.

Song Qingge ignored him and walked into the crowd.

But where are their shadows.

She shuttled through the crowd, trying to find the exit of the banquet hall.

She staggered and almost fell down. Before she could stand up, someone poured wine all over her body, "Oh, I'm sorry, my hand slipped," the fat, gossiping woman said exaggeratedly, and then pretended to help her While wiping the wine, he took the opportunity to pull down her tube top dress to make her look ugly.

Song Qingge was still awake, covered her chest in time and took two steps back, looked coldly at the fat woman, then turned and left.

"Hmph, what are you looking at!" The fat woman said viciously, "There is always time to clean you up!"

Song Qingge ignored her, and walked towards the exit of the banquet hall with her skirt.

The corridor outside was empty, and the cold wind blew in, making it extremely cold.

where will they goShe was flustered and felt more and more uncomfortable. She stood at the vent and called him.

It took a long time before the phone was connected.

"Where are you?"

There was silence for a while, without speaking.

"Gu Fengcheng, where are you?" Thinking of him and Dong Congshan... Song Qingge almost went crazy.

"I'm here."

She turned her head and saw him standing in the corridor, his slender figure had an indescribable charm.

(End of this chapter)