CEO’s Secret Lover

Chapter 691: Lucky Cake

The candles on the cake were lit. Suddenly, all the lights in the bar went out. The huge bar suddenly quieted down, and even the loud and noisy music stopped.

Everyone's gaze was attracted by this original quietness for a while, but now the corner of the only light source was attracted, and it was silent for about three seconds. Suddenly, a nice male voice came from the stereo.

"Now, on behalf of the chairman of our club, Mr. Ye Guangrong, I wish Miss Shou Xing He Meixin a happy birthday and wish her a good mood every day, a happy and sweet life ..."

As soon as the words fell, the song "Happy Birthday" rang out in the bar, and those guests who had gone crazy at first sang along with the cheerful melody.

He Meixin was dumbfounded.

"Isn't it that no one is celebrating your birthday? So many people are celebrating for you now, so hurry up and make a wish ..." Huo Jiabao looked at He Meixin's complex-looking face, chuckled, and whispered in her ear. Said.

He Meixin heard that she finally reacted. She glanced at Huo Jiabao in front of her for a few seconds, then slowly folded her hands, closed her eyes, and silently made a wish.

Take a deep breath, blow out the candles in front of you, the lights in the bar suddenly light up again, the loud music sounds again, everything just like a hallucination just disappeared.

He Meixin looked at the beautiful big cake in front of him, licked his tongue and looked at Huo Jiabao, "Can I have a piece of it?"

She didn't eat dinner and she was really hungry.

"Yes." He nodded, then his eyes motioned to the waiter to cut a piece of cake for her.

The waiter understood, followed by cutting the cake and putting it on a plate and handing it to He Meixin. Then he silently retreated.

Delicious cakes At present, He Meixin feels more and more hungry, plunges the cake with a fork and stuffs it into her mouth.

Huo Jiabao saw that she was eating so eagerly, and just wanted to speak to her, but didn't have time.

He Meixin's throat was jammed by a piece of cake gorgeously.

Uh ... Accurately, it was stuck in the throat by an unknown object in the cake ...

"What's the matter with you? What's that look?" Huo Jiabao found that He Meixin's face was a bit out of place, red a bit unnatural, and couldn't even speak.

He Mei was so full of energy that she pointed her finger at her throat and couldn't speak.

Huo Jiabao grasped it, sweated, and pulled her to her side, then put her on her own thigh, face down, and slammed on her back, only He Meixin was heard A scream, followed by a crisp sound, a glittering, silvery white ring burst from her throat and rolled to the side.

He Meixin saw the ring light up, and she quickly jumped off Huo Jiabao and ran after the ring.

The ring rolls quickly. It is the round ring with four diamonds inlaid with broken diamonds, but the surface is polished very smooth, beautiful and eye-catching.

He Meixin chased after the ring quickly, until the ring hit the obstacle in front and stopped, she rushed up in a short step, and picked up the ring before the other one's foot, followed the person's foot Just stepping on the back of her hand, she screamed in pain.

Huo Jiabao, who was drinking on the sofa, looked funny when He Meixin picked up the ring, and a faint smile hung on his face unconsciously.

However, when his eyes followed her figure, and he realized that something had happened to her, his face changed immediately.

"Sorry ... I didn't see it clearly, I stepped on you accidentally ..." The perpetrator was a young man. He was dressed in a simple and decent manner, and looked like that kind of sunny and handsome boy. His face was slightly reddish.

He Meixin was still immersed in her painful hands. She heard her apology and raised her head slightly.

So handsome ... so handsome ...

"No ..." She just wanted to say it was okay, but ... but ... but ...

The adult President Huo of her family couldn't hold back, a sprint rushed up, grabbed her hand and asked, "How about? Does it matter?"

"It's okay. It hurts when I step on it. Fortunately, it wasn't on high heels. Otherwise, my hand would be considered a waste." She shook the reddish hand to show him.

She wanted to tell him that her hands were fine.

However, when Huo Jiabao saw this, his face suddenly became gloomy. He took a step forward and prepared to take some counter-attack action against that wife. He Meixin was eager to catch it.

This was probably her fastest reaction.

"Look, I found this." She dangled the ring in front of Huo Jiabao's eyes, and then said with a smile.

Huo Jiabao turned his head and looked at her with an unclear look.

"I'm so happy today, let's go, toast ..." He Meixin laughed, and then dragged Huo Jiabao to their deck.

Back at the seat, He Meixin called the waiter to order a bottle of wine.

After ordering, she found that Huo Jiabao's face was still a little unpleasant, so she put her face in front of him and said, "President, aren't you so stingy? I'm so unwilling to have a drink."

"Drink whatever you want, it won't be deducted from your salary." Huo Jiabao's face finally showed a smile, but the smile seemed a little weird, insidious, yes, yes, it was particularly insidious.

He Meixin wanted to ask weakly at this moment: "President, what's wrong with you?"

As a result of the second bottle of wine, classmate He Meixin drank directly.

What virtue is He Mei drunk?

Ha ha, it is estimated that no one is interested to know.

However, Huo Jiabao was miserable, holding his excited legs so weak that He Meixin, who couldn't even walk the road, went outside.

"You ... you know me ... the person I hate the most ... who ... who?" He Meixin's tongue rolled around, waving his hand in unclear words, and rushing to Huo Jiabao in front of him.

Walked to the parking lot, opened the door, pushed her to the front passenger seat, and then he followed the car.

"Who is it?" As he started the car, he asked her a question back.

"Yes ... Yes ... It's God ... hahaha ..." She was drunk completely, and smiled and burst into tears.

"But you say, is God a human?" Huo Jiabao hadn't answered her yet, and she asked again.

"Do you know why I hate him?" He Meixin's eyes narrowed slightly, leaning heavily on the back of the seat.

"Why?" As he drove, He Meixin, who was drunk, was chatting with each other.