Chapter 12 Then excuse me

"Sister, are you okay?" Song Wan saw something wrong with her expression and looked at her worriedly. Song Ci smiled and said, "It's okay." Next door, Jiang Zhenzhen's expression changed slightly after he witnessed Zhou Lian hugging Song Ci. "Ah Lian, do you know the lady at the next table?" She glanced at Song Ci and asked Zhou Lian. Hearing this, Song Ci spoke first, with an indifferent expression to avoid suspicion, "We are not familiar with each other." Zhou Lian gently twisted his fingers and raised a smile on his lips, "It's true that we are not familiar with each other, but it's just a cooperative relationship." He deliberately emphasized the words "cooperative relationship" in his tone, and Song Ci's expression froze for a moment. It is indeed a cooperative relationship, but the content of the cooperation is not so innocent. Seeing that the attitude between the two was indeed not that intimate, Jiang Zhenzhen nodded and felt relieved. After dinner, Zhou Lian sent the person to the door, "The driver is already waiting outside the door." Jiang Zhenzhen was a little disappointed, "You...won't you send me back?" Zhou Lian lowered his head and looked at his watch, "I have a social event later. I'll see you again in a few days." "Okay." Even though he was reluctant, Jiang Zhenzhen could only get into the car slowly. Song Ci gave the car keys to Song Wan and asked her to drive the car back. "Sister, can I pick you up when it's over?" Song Wan was a little worried that she was going drinking with a group of big men, especially Zhou Lian among them. Song Ci refused, "Okay, I'll call a car back. Your parents are still waiting for you at home." Song Wan nodded reluctantly. After walking for a while, she turned back with some worry, only to see Song Ci and Zhou Lian standing together. The night light shone on them. Song Ci wore a white dress today and stood next to Zhou Lian, who was in a suit and leather shoes, like a couple. I have to say that the two of them match up very well in appearance. Moreover, Song Wan always felt that there was an indescribable atmosphere between them. Mr. Wang and his party were halfway through drinking when they saw Zhou Lian and Song Ci walking in and quickly made room for them. Zhou Lian directly walked over with Song Ci in his arms, and the two of them sat in adjacent seats, one behind the other. "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Song, you had a great time drinking last time. You must have a few more drinks today!" "Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and give it to Mr. Zhou and Mr. Song!" "..." Zhou Lian and Song Ci have always been able to handle this kind of situation with ease, and they quickly integrated into it. Song Ci looked at the red wine in the glass, feeling a little lost. The scene when she was drunk last time was still vivid in her mind. If she got drunk again tonight, she would not be able to hold her head up in front of Zhou Lian at all. So this time she just took a few sips occasionally and dealt with it. But it was okay if someone grabbed her. Mr. Wang looked at Song Ci with more than half a glass of red wine left, and was a little dissatisfied, "Mr. Song, are you not going to give us face now?" Song Ci's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she was trying to find an excuse. Zhou Lian, who was on the side, took the red wine in her hand and drank it in one gulp. After drinking, he said sanctimoniously, "Since Mr. Song is too drunk, I will drink a few more drinks on her behalf tonight." There is quite a bit of sympathy for the beauty. The others looked at each other, but did not dare to say anything. With Zhou Lian's protection, Song Ci was no longer in trouble. Although this feeling was not bad, she still felt a little stuck in her heart. Zhou Lian didn't intend to let her go. Unseen by everyone, he put his hands on her waist and gave her a gentle squeeze. The smooth touch is still the same as before. It has to be said that Song Ci is a natural beauty with a figure like his, which makes him a bit of a foodie. On his face, he seemed to be discussing business seriously, but in reality his tone was ambiguous, "How can you thank me?" Song Ci felt like he was being targeted by a hungry wolf. She tried to pry Zhou Lian's hand off, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and she couldn't shake Zhou Lian's hand at all. She could only glare at him with a calm expression, and replied unwillingly, "I can't see that Mr. Zhou is so hungry. Why, that sick beauty at home can't satisfy you?" Zhou Lian's expression was stern, and the hand he placed on Song Ci's waist increased his strength, "Song Ci, don't try to challenge my bottom line." "Well--" Song Ci was pinched a little painfully and groaned. But Zhou Lian's kneading was very skillful. Rather than venting his anger on her, it was more like deliberately teasing her. After all, they had been married before, and Zhou Lian knew exactly where her sensitive points were. After just a few heavy kneadings, Song Ci felt that his waist was a little soft. She gritted her teeth, changed the direction of Zhou Lian's fingers, and dug her nails into the back of his hand without hesitation. Under the wine table, the two of them were secretly competing with each other, neither of them willing to give in first. In the end, Zhou Lian let go of his hand first, looked at the nail marks of varying depths on the back of his hand, and let out a light tut. Pretty ruthless. Someone nearby noticed the scratches on the back of his hand and was a little surprised, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhou's hand?" Zhou Lian took the wet wipe on the side and wiped it casually, his dark pupils flashed with unknown meaning under the light. "Nothing, I just got scratched a few times by a little wild cat." The man believed it to be true and did not forget to remind him, "President Zhou must be more careful in the future. Wild cats bite people very hard these days." Zhou Lian sneered, "It's quite cruel." Song Ci listened to this conversation with mixed emotions and cursed Zhou Lian, a scumbag, hundreds of times in his heart. After the show ended, she didn't even say hello, she just walked around Zhou Lian and walked out. It was almost twelve o'clock, and there were no cars passing by on the road. Song Ci looked at the taxi app on his phone and saw that no driver was taking the order. Just when she was hesitating whether to call Song Wan to pick her up, a familiar black luxury car stopped in front of her. "Get in the car." Zhou Lian looked at her calmly. Song Ci struggled for a few seconds. The places where she and Zhou Lian lived were not too close, one in the south and the other in the north. Zhou Lian didn't rush her and waited calmly, as if he was sure that she would get on the bus. I'll let you give as much as you like. Holding his breath in his heart, Song Ci opened the car door and got in. When we arrived at the door of the house, the lights were still on in the living room. When Song's mother heard the sound of the car, she quickly came out to open the door and looked at Song Ci complainingly, "Why are you doing it so late?" Song Ci was helpless, "Mom, didn't you say you don't have to wait for me?" "That's okay. How can I feel relieved if I don't see you get home?" Song's mother retorted disapprovingly. When she saw Zhou Lian coming out of the other side of the car, she looked stunned and asked, "Why did you come back together today?" "We just met at the wine shop." Zhou Lian replied politely. Song Ci secretly thought that something was wrong. Song's mother didn't know that she had divorced Zhou Lian, so she would most likely keep him overnight. Sure enough, the next second, Song's mother greeted him, "It's so late, you and Xiaoci can live at home together." "No mom, Zhou Lian will take a moment..." Song Ci decisively refused. She didn't want to sleep with Zhou Lian, a pervert. But Zhou Lian agreed happily, "Then I won't bother you."