Chapter 1397 Zhou Ming Has Bad Intentions Towards Her

They used the excuse of future cooperation to quietly force Wen Cheng to drink.

In recent years, Wen Cheng has also drunk a little bit of alcohol due to work reasons.

So, in order not to affect the cooperation between the two companies, Wen Cheng had to drink the wine they handed over.

Who knew that after drinking that glass of wine, Wen Cheng felt dizzy and a little hot all over.

Wen Cheng's colleagues asked about Wen Cheng's situation with some concern.

Wen Cheng smiled at them and said, "I seem to be a little drunk... Otherwise, you can continue drinking with them, I will go back to rest first."

Wen Cheng's colleagues nodded in response, and Wen Cheng apologized to Zhou Ming and the others, shook his body, slowly got up, and left the box.

Zhou Ming's colleague bumped Zhou Ming's arm.

"Mr. Zhou... why don't you go and see Mr. Wen off? After all, it's not safe for her to go out like this as a girl?"

Zhou Ming's eyes flickered, and there was some expectation in his eyes.

He suppressed the joy in his heart, stood up politely, said goodbye to them, and caught up with Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng's colleagues didn't think much about it.

He continued to drink and chat with Zhou Ming's colleagues.

Wen Cheng stumbled out of the box, carefully supported the wall, took the room card, and went to the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Zhou Ming caught up.

He warmly supported Wen Cheng's arm: "Mr. Wen, you are drunk. It's not safe to go back alone. I'll take you."

Wen Cheng was dizzy at the moment. How could she have expected that Zhou Ming had bad thoughts about her.

So, she smiled at Zhou Ming and thanked him in a low voice.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou..."

This smile aroused a faint ripple in Zhou Ming's heart.

He naturally held Wen Cheng's delicate hand and pulled her into the elevator.

Wen Cheng's thoughts at the moment had already become muddled.

She felt weak all over, and the heat in her body kept rising up.

She leaned against the wall of the elevator with some weakness.

Zhou Ming's eyes flickered, and he helped her into his arms.

"The wall is a little cold, Mr. Wen, you should be careful about your body. You should feel better if you lean on me..."

Wen Cheng was startled when she heard the sound blowing in her ears.

She didn't know if she was drunk or she had auditory hallucinations.

At this moment, she actually felt that Zhou Ming's voice was very similar to Jiang Ge's voice.

She looked up in a daze, looking at Zhou Ming with blurred eyes.

"How can I forget you?"

Zhou Ming was slightly startled, and for a moment, he didn't understand what she meant by this.

The next moment, he couldn't help but react.

Could it be that she didn't say this to him, and she mistook him for someone else?

Zhou Ming didn't realize it, and smiled frivolously. It turned out that Wen Cheng had a lover.

Moreover, this lover was the one she loved but couldn't get?

If she could love, she couldn't ask such a desperate question.

Zhou Ming raised his hand and stopped her soft and slender waist.

His thin lips were closer to her.

"Why do you want to forget? I'm right beside you, you can't forget me..."

Wen Cheng was slightly startled. Hearing these words, she was almost intoxicated.

She raised her hand and grabbed Zhou Ming's clothes tightly.

She said hoarsely, choking: "I don't want to forget you either... But I have to. You don't like me at all, why should I think about it and torture myself?"