Chapter 503 Husband Is Dead?

A series of questions are about to burst out in my heart.

But she still held back.

Because she knew that she was no longer qualified.

The woman noticed Wen Churan's gaze. After sizing her up a few times, she turned her head to look at Sheng Shimo and asked in a low voice, "Adair, do you know her?"

Wen Churan bit his lip, his palms clasped together due to nervousness were covered in sweat.

She prayed that Sheng Shimo would nod.

But he always had a cold face, not to mention a word, he never even gave her a look, and completely regarded her as nothing.

Then he led the woman and walked directly in front of her without any hesitation.

Wen Churan froze on the spot, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar instantly.

It was so cold that she couldn't help but shiver.

The banquet did not stop because of this inconspicuous accident.

In the hall, people were still coming and going.

Wen Churan was holding a brightly colored red wine glass, and his eyes were always following the man and woman in the distance. It seemed that he could not hear any noise in his ears, and he could only keep pouring red wine into his mouth.

Cup after cup.

I don't know how long it took, but across the sea of ​​people, I suddenly saw Sheng Shimo leading the woman up the spiral staircase, and the two figures quickly disappeared.

She hurriedly followed, her steps staggering a little.

Following all the way to the third floor, Wen Churan found Sheng Shimo's bedroom and patted the wooden sign hanging on the door twice.

Soon, the door was opened, and as soon as the man's figure appeared, she fell into his arms.

Sheng Shimo subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, and then quickly retracted his hand with a frown.

There was a sweet smell of wine lingering on the tip of his nose, which was the smell of the woman in his arms.

He stepped back with a cold face, and she followed him and leaned into his arms.

After retreating into the bedroom, Sheng Shimo finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

Wen Churan slowly raised his head, his originally fair cheeks stained with blush, and his smart eyes had become hazy and blurred.

Seeing her delirious appearance, Sheng Shimo realized that she was probably drunk.

So you have to come here to pester him even if you are drunk?

Sheng Shimo felt confused and bored, so he reached out and pushed the woman away.

Then, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his palms as if he had just touched something dirty.

Wen Churan stood there, his body swaying, and he almost lost his balance several times.

She raised her head and stared at Sheng Shimo with blurred eyes. She suddenly curled her lips and complained aggrievedly, "You...how can you have a fiancée...I am obviously your wife!"

He was so drunk that he couldn't even speak.

wife?

After hearing this, Sheng Shimo suddenly raised his lips and smiled contemptuously.

"What? It's not enough to seduce my father, you want to seduce me too?"

Wen Churan's expression froze.

The man sat slowly on the sofa, his legs crossed, his posture noble and elegant.

His deep, cold eyes glanced at her with obvious disgust and contempt.

He then sarcastically said, "I've investigated you and heard that your husband died? Because after your husband died, you felt that being a widow was too lonely, so you hooked up everywhere..."

Snapped--

An unexpected slap suddenly interrupted what he had not finished speaking.

He raised his head in shock and saw Wen Churan standing in front of him, holding up his red palms high. His eyes that were originally hazy due to drunkenness were now filled with raging anger.