Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 1307: : Song Chenxi, are you worthy?

The sinister anger was clearly conveyed through the hand that fell on her shoulder.

Song Chenxi was in a trance.

Since his marriage, he has never bothered to touch her.

She is about to forget the temperature that belongs to Gong Chen...

With the sound of a snap, Song Chenxi raised his hand expressionlessly and patted Gong Chen's big palm on her shoulder away.

Perhaps she didn't expect her to do this, Gong Chen was silent for a while!

"You never ask me where I usually go, what's so rare today?"

In the cold silver-white moonlight, Song Chenxi's delicate face was full of ridicule.

"Have you been drinking?"

The oncoming aroma of wine made Gong Chen's sharp eyebrows wrinkle.

Song Chenxi frowned slightly, her stomach a little uncomfortable after drinking.

Turn around and prepare to go upstairs to rest.

"Song Chenxi, I'm asking you something!"

Gong Chen obviously felt that something was wrong with Song Chenxi tonight, but he still suppressed the doubts in his heart and questioned in a cold tone.

Song Chenxi stopped suddenly.

The elegant back curve is immersed in light and shadow and is infinitely elongated on the ground.

"Are you asking me something?"

Song Chenxi's eyes fell into the distance, perhaps because of alcohol, she thought this scene was so ridiculous.

I don't know which window in the villa opened, and a cool breeze came in like this, blowing her long hair away.

Song Chenxi slowly turned around and looked directly into Gong Chen's eyes.

"Gong Chen, don't speak to me in that commanding tone facing your subordinates."

Her eyes are as waveless as her voice.

Meeting those eyes, Gong Chen's heart seemed to be pinched by something invisible. Just as it was affecting the pain, his temples suddenly ached, causing his complexion to return to coldness.

“Do you know how much embarrassment it caused Zhiyun to not show up today?”

Gong Chen took a step forward abruptly, grabbing Song Chenxi's wrist with a big palm and dragging her to him.

The hot breath sprayed on Song Chenxi's face.

The skin on the wrist is cold and delicate.

"In the eyes of outsiders, our sisters have already torn their faces because of you? Why do you have to pretend to be peaceful? Aren't you tired?"

Song Chenxi tried to withdraw her wrist, but all ended in failure.

"So who are you with tonight?"

As I got closer, I could vaguely smell the hot pot smell on her body.

Hotpot?

In Gong Chen's memory, Song Chenxi is a ruthless and mechanical woman who has nothing in her life other than work and against Yi Zhiyun.

How could she eat something as down-to-earth as hot pot?

Suddenly, Song Chenxi chuckled softly.

With Gong Chen's hand pulling, he took two steps forward, narrowing the distance between the two.

No gaps.

"Do you care who I'm with?"

The scent of wine spreads out.

It was clearly the smell he hated the most, but Gong Chen didn't avoid it, just looked down at her eyes.

"You don't care!"

Song Chenxi laughed mockingly.

What Gong Chen cares about is whether Zhiyun is taking medicine properly.

What Gong Chen cares about is whether Zhiyun is healthy or not.

There is no one that cares about her.

"Care?"

The severe pain in the forehead caused a strong disgust in Gong Chen's heart.

"Song Chenxi, are you worthy?"

While speaking, Gong Chen tightened his palm even harder, as if he wanted to deeply embed it.

With a chirp, he tore Song Chenxi's neckline open, revealing his arms, and the terrifying Dawson white scars were exposed like this!

"In order to pretend to be my savior, is it worthy to even imitate Zhiyun's wound?"