Sometimes it was a nuisance for a wife to be too beautiful.

When Jin Beiseng saw the men's eyeballs peeking at Zhou Manzhen, he wanted to use a knife to dig out their eyeballs.

In the end, Zhou Manzhu obediently changed into a very conservative dress dress with a round neck design. The skirt hung down along the way, making her look very elegant. When she walked, she looked very agile.

After all, he was the only one who could appreciate his women, and those people with ulterior motives absolutely couldn't let them see it.

The driver parked in front of the Westin Hotel, and Uncle Zou sat in the passenger seat. Tonight, he would also be attending di

er with Jin Beisan and Chou Man-jun.

Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beiseng sat in the back row, their hands tightly clasped together. Uncle Zou peeked at them through the mirror, feeling the sour smell of love in the air.

Jin Beisheng got off first. As soon as the door was opened, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the car was air-conditioned. Zhou Manjing didn't feel cold, but when the gust of cold wind hit her, she subconsciously pulled back her neck, wrapping her cape tighter.

Seeing this, Jin Beisan immediately extended his hand and invited Zhou Manzhen out of the car.

Zhou Manzhen gently put her hand on Jin Beisheng's hand, and as soon as she got off the car, she stood firmly, and was immediately pulled into Jin Beisheng's arms.

"Is it cold?" His thin lips were pressed against Zhou Manzhen's ear as he asked in an intimate tone.

Zhou Manzhen shook her head, smiled and said, "I'm not cold, but when I'm in your embrace, it's instantly warm."

Jin Beisen revealed a smile, and said with satisfaction, "Such a sweet mouth."

Entering the lobby of the hotel, all of the hot air conditioners were turned on and a warm air current came sweeping over. Zhou Manzhu's red lips slightly curled as she said, "It's as hot as summer here."

The layout of the venue was very impressive, and special police were patrolling everywhere. Zhou Manzhen thought to herself, tonight's security was really tight. She had only seen this battle when Jin Beisen's grandparents were having their banquets.

Zhou Manquan took off his small shawl and held it in his hand, but Jin Beisen lifted it up and gently hung it on his arm.

"Hey, what's up?" I'll take it. " Zhou Manzhen's outfit did not match his cold and reserved image tonight. A lady's shawl was hanging on his arm, it really affected his demeanor.

"What's wrong with that?" It's only natural for men to help their wives carry bags and take clothes. " Jin Beisan cast a sidelong glance at Zhou Manzhen before walking her to the left of the venue.

The guests were scattered in groups of twos and threes, some sitting, some standing, and the scene was very lively. Lights, candles, red wine, steak, flowers, and incense, all combined to form a unique yet delicate picture.

JS International's fake drills had yet to be over, but it had temporarily subsided. The rumors from that day had only been for a few days now, and these few days were also the perfect time to quell the rumors. Jin Beisheng had JS International's employees deal with this matter efficiently, and there were no more fake drills on the market.

This kind of thing happened with no tolerance, so he sued all those people who deliberately wanted to cause trouble, charged them with defamation, and printed a newspaper to clarify the matter.