Chapter 1107 An Unexpected Apology

The familiar sky outside the window is gray and gloomy, without any vitality; looking far away, it is full of snow, the snow that has been blown dry by the wind, dry, without wet luminosity, and looks lifeless.

Xianglin Town soon appeared before her eyes. Song Wanpei once wanted to buy a villa in the Nanhu Forest Villa Community at the east end of Xianglin Town, but now she finds this place particularly disgusting.

Song Wanpei rested her chin on her white wrist like snow, and looked out the window with absent-minded eyes. Song Zuyu sent his Mercedes to pick her up. She didn't feel the slightest honor. She waited for the car to turn into the cement corridor of Xianglin Township. Song Wanpei grabbed the top cover on the seat and asked the driver to stop the car in front: "There is a little way left, I just walk over..."

"It's very cold, let's take the car..." The manager who had been silent all this time suddenly said that he wanted to stop Song Wanpei from getting out of the car. Seeing the anger in her almond eyes, the manager turned to look out the window and said, "Mr. I told you, if you really don't want to, just tear up the contract with the company, and we'll eat at another company..."

Song Wanpei sat down in her seat. When she first debuted, she didn't understand anything and signed a long-term contract with the company for 15 years. After she saw the dangers of people's hearts, she realized that the 15-year contract was nothing more than a piece of paper. . Don't look at her stardom in the past two years, her fame has increased greatly, and the contract remuneration given by advertisers and film contracts has repeatedly hit new highs. However, due to the existence of a ten-year prostitution wedge, most of the income has flowed into the company's hands, and her personal share Very limited, unless she sold herself, she couldn't afford to pay compensation for tearing up the brokerage contract. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

This is probably the longest part of the next drive, and the driver also deliberately slowed down the car. Even though Song Wanpei still had a little extravagant hope, her heart couldn't help being as cold as a frozen lake, so cold that people couldn't help it To tremble slightly.

The car drove into the villa park. Even though the manor-style villa park in Nuoda was covered with a thick layer of snow, you could still see the luxury inside. When they came to the villa near the shore of the South Lake, Song Wanpei took off her coat The car, and then the door was pulled from the inside, and the car drove away slowly. Song Wanpei knew that the driver would not drive the car away until she actually walked in.

It was time to have such an awareness. Song Wanpei took a deep breath of the icy air, feeling that her stomach was getting cold, she went up to ring the doorbell, and soon the iron door painted black with walnut gray was opened from the inside. A young man in a dark blue cotton coat came out of the beautiful girl, glanced at Song Wanpei, and said, "Song Xiu, come here, Mr. Zhang is waiting for you in the living room..."

Song Wanpei subconsciously stepped back. There was a transparent glass door on the other side of the exquisitely decorated courtyard. Zhang Ke was standing behind the glass door staring at this side and making a phone call. I don't know who he is calling, but Song Wanpei knows that she has no way out, so she can hope that the girl from China Unicom did not say that just to comfort her last night.

Seeing Zhang Ke waving to herself behind the glass door, Song Wanpei had the idea of ​​running away again.

But he forced himself to move forward.

"I thought Song Xiu would come over later." Zhang Co's phone was clamped around his neck, and he reached out to help Song Wanpei take the coat, and then he seemed to be talking to someone else on the phone, "Well, yes, she is more beautiful than me. Expected to arrive early…”

Song Wanpei almost couldn't control her actions: Could it be that she is very cheap in his eyes, and she sent it to her door to pay it back? I still handed over the smoke gray woolen coat to Zhang Ke and hung it on the mirror frame in the entrance. Only then did I notice that the young man who opened the door for her just now did not follow in. Through the glass door, he can be seen walking around to the villa from the right side of the steps. Looking at it from the side, I know that there are still ↓ beautiful ^ young girls in the villa with a separate bodyguard room or worker's room, and she and Zhang Ke are the only two people in the living room, I am afraid that there is really no one else in the whole building.

"Then I'll hang up first... turn it on..." Zhang Sishu talked, held the phone in his hand, and said to Song Wanpei with a smile, "I originally sent someone to pick up Song Xiu, but I realized that I forgot to ask Song Xiu in Beijing yesterday. I have your address..." Song Wanpei was asked to go in, and saw that she had taken off the woolen trench coat, and she was still wearing a bright purple linen suit underneath, and a smoky gray woolen sweater was exposed from the open collar. Sturdy jeans, I thought that when I opened the hem of her blouse, I could probably see the firmly tied belt around her waist.

Looking at Zhang Ke, Song Wanpei felt as uncomfortable as being lightly pricked in the heart by a thorn, and she was not in the mood to pretend to be smiling at all. She only hoped that the nightmare would wake up quickly.

"Song Xiu must be hungry. I didn't expect Song Xiu to arrive so early. It will take half an hour before I can have lunch. I hope Song Xiu will not feel neglected. Would you like me to accompany Song Xiu to visit first?" Zhang Ke asked.

Seeing Zhang Ke's eyes fall on the stairs upstairs, Song Wanpei shuddered, how dare she go upstairs with him? Squeezing out a bitter smile, he said: "Yesterday I was too blind to see Taishan, and I misunderstood Mr. Zhang. I hope that Mr. Zhang will have a large number of adults. The French restaurant of the Foreign Capital Hotel in Xianglin Township specially invited a chef from France. I hope that Mr. Zhang Give me a chance to apologize..."

What a coincidence, the French chef of Guodu Hotel just invited me to prepare it. Now it seems that my efforts to curry favor with Song Xiu were not in vain. This chef is a beautiful woman with golden blue eyes. It is said that cooking has reached a certain level and is very appreciative. Would Song Xiu accompany me to watch the performance of a beautiful French chef? " Zhang Ke asked with a smile.

Song Wanpei wanted to escape from the living room where she was alone with Zhang Ke, so she wished she could move her legs and walk towards the kitchen. Turning around a wall carved in cursive sandalwood, it was an extremely luxurious restaurant. The golden French chef in a white chef's uniform is lowering her head slightly to prepare the dishes, and an assistant is inside shaping a small dish of paste similar to mashed potatoes.

Song Wanpei didn't have the heart to appreciate the craftsmanship of the beautiful French chef, but felt that there was a sense of security in the presence of others, so she walked over pretending to be surprised, almost sticking to the beautiful French chef.

The French beauty chef was too attentive. When Song Wanpei came to her side, she was shocked to see her, but asked Zhang Ke with a surprised expression.

Song Wanpei didn't understand a single word in a daze, thinking she was speaking French, right? Seeing that the assistant in chef's clothes was still bowing his head to shape the mashed potatoes, he didn't seem to raise his head to help translate, and thought to himself: I can't communicate with the beautiful French chef, how can I let her help me overcome the difficulties in front of me? Song Wanpei didn't expect Zhang Yan to come down and talk to the beautiful French chef. Xiamei^youngyoung said something she couldn't understand at all. She really didn't expect that this bastard who had been cut so hard could speak French. See how they flirt there They chatted very happily, and the eyes of the two still looked at her body from time to time. Song Wanpei only felt that she walked into this villa and expected a savior. It was only a little girl who was innocent!

"I told Kailina that you admired her skill in cooking French dishes, and I made a fool of myself, saying that I specially invited her to prepare this French-style Chinese meal at your request; I also said that you are very famous in China. The well-known star of film, television and music, has the opportunity to make a Chinese movie about her deeds of learning how to cook and becoming a top French chef at a young age. She is very happy about this and said that she will ask you to take a photo with her after lunch As a souvenir, let her French friends know that she has made a big celebrity friend in China..." Zhang Ke finished chatting with the French beauty chef, and casually told Song Wanpei the content of their conversation.

Song Wanpei looked at the beautiful French chef looking at her with kindness in her eyes, and really couldn't bear to tell her the truth. The two of them couldn't speak the same language, so they couldn't tell her the truth... "Okay, we won't disturb the chef's work, we will Waiting to taste the chef's craftsmanship." Zhang Ke stretched out his hand to invite Song Wanpei to walk out of the somewhat cramped kitchen, and before his fingers touched Song Wanpei's shoulder, he saw her dodge forward as if she was about to be pricked by a needle. At this time, a person walked in outside, Song Wanpei jumped to the side in shock, turned her elbows indifferently, realized that she had bumped into Zhang Ke, and turned around to see Zhang Ke with his hands on his chest smiling wryly: "I see, Song Xiu didn't come here to apologize, but to take revenge..."

Song Wanpei didn't think Zhang Ke's words were funny at all, just when he was about to make his shameless request here, she suddenly became panicked, only to see the person who walked in whispered a few words in Zhang Ke's ear, As if he was deaf, he couldn't hear what he was saying, but only saw Zhang Ke's evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, the guests are all here, and we can officially taste the craftsmanship of the beautiful French chef... Zhang Ke rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"Oh", Song Wanpei responded like a zombie, and almost at the same time she woke up with a jolt, "What, there are other guests?"

"I planned to entertain Song Xiu alone to make an apology," Zhang Ke said with a smile, "It's just a coincidence that a friend happened to come to Beijing, and I had to entertain her. Song Xiu wouldn't feel that my sincerity was insufficient?"

"..." Song Wanpei didn't know what to say at this moment. She leaned against the carved wooden wall and only wanted to regain some strength to be able to walk. When she heard the sound of a car outside, she thought that there were other guests coming. Noticing that the many dishes prepared by the French and American chef in the kitchen are not something two people can eliminate at all, I just feel that my body is so weak that I am going to collapse, and I have no strength at all. Looking at the evil spirit hanging from the corner of Zhang Ke's mouth Smiling, suddenly hated to death in my heart, I hated it before, and I hate it now, there may be a slight difference between these two kinds of hatred.

"Song Xiu should believe that I didn't do it on purpose yesterday, right?" Zhang Ling leaned close to Song Wanpei's ear and whispered something, then walked out, not forgetting to tell the staff, "Take Song Xiu to the dressing room, Maybe Song Xiu needs to touch up her makeup..."

Song Wanpei wanted to ruin her face when she went out, how could she clean herself up? Hearing what Zhang Ke said, I felt that the chest hit by his elbow yesterday was still indistinctly painful.