On the Wedding Night, Beijing Wedding Boss Is Very Addicted

[The powerful person in the Beijing circle × Ming Yan, the high-ranking translator, has bowed his head and has been planning to fall in love for a long time after marriage. The top guide and support type] Song Zhiyu did the most outrageous thing in his life. He drunkenly slept with Meng Hecen, the powerful secretary-general of foreign businessmen in Jingzhou. She thought it was just an accident. After all, he was the most outstanding and promising head of the Meng family in this generation. And she was just a daughter from the countryside who returned to a wealthy family. Even her own mother thought she was not as decent as her pampered sister from a wealthy family. Until her fiancé cheated on her in public at the engagement party, Meng Hecen exchanged the engagement as the head of a powerful family, targeting her directly. My mother slapped the table: "Your sister likes him, give up the engagement!" Just as Song Zhiyu was about to speak, the man beside her slowly brushed away the stray hair from her face, but his eyes were filled with tenderness and predatoryness. "Give me up? Why should I give up to the person I like?" When he was young, she was a light in his dark and silent world. When they met again many years later, he planned every step to support her and send her to the supreme position. He would spend the rest of his life shielding her from the wind and snow in the world. Later, there were rumors in Beijing circles that Secretary-General Meng's marriage to the unpopular daughter of the Song family was just a business marriage for each to get what he wanted. Until a certain banquet, someone saw Meng Hecen holding his wife against the floor-to-ceiling window, his voice was hoarse. "Yuyu, if you look at another man again, don't get out of bed tomorrow!" Mrs. Meng, who was already an internationally renowned diplomat at that time, raised her hand to stroke his brow and smiled carelessly. "Secretary-General Meng, please pay attention to your identity in public." The man lowered his head and bit her fingertip: "In front of you, I am more used to being a dog!" I just want to be your slave.