Chapter 168: Cheating? Or an affair?

Zhao Donghan didn't delay any longer, abandoning these words, immediately walked to the front entrance of Xiuwei.
Nowadays, the latest high-heeled shoes step on the marble floor rhythmically, and the pace is a bit quick.
Looking at her with her arms lightly swinging, the back of the swiftly leaving Mu Yichen, who was sitting in the car, had eyes flickering, his eyes stuck to her.
This woman, every move, looks like he likes.
It was not until her shadow completely disappeared that he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and lit another cigarette.
Waiting for her while smoking.
Just like a husband waiting for his wife to come back from shopping.
He just went to the company to pick her up, and his heart felt like he was holding honey, bursts of sweetness.
Whether meeting customers or friends, he likes to arrive on time, not sooner or later. Because he doesn't like to wait for others, nor does he like to let others wait.
However, I waited for Zhao Donghan today and waited twice. He was unexpectedly not impatient, but felt good.
Xiangwei is one of the famous commercial hotel chains in this city.
When Zhao Donghan entered, the hall was already full.
She called Xu Jie:
"Manager, I'm here. Where are you?"
"Xiao Zhao, you have finally arrived. I'm on the second floor 232, come on up!"
Xu Jie said to her on the phone.
Zhao Donghan followed the stairs and came to the second floor. As soon as I walked out of the stairwell, I saw a man and woman standing in the corridor, hugging each other tightly, kissing each other passionately.
The woman is obviously over middle-aged, but she is still beautiful and charming, with a mature and noble temperament lingering around her body, and she will not lose to any little girl.
She stood with her back to Zhao Donghan, her waist that was not full of a grip, her tall figure, and her silky long hair were curled up high and turned into the most popular bun nowadays. The skin on the neck is smooth and tender, and can be broken by blowing.
He is dressed in a gorgeous long golden cheongsam, embroidered with a peacock standing upright behind it, and a pair of pure white high heels on his feet.
She encircled the man's neck with one hand, and put the other on the man's shoulders, with her toes slightly raised, making her ankle slender and fair. On the slender and snowy ring finger, there is a classic-style jade ring.
The man closed his eyes slightly, his sturdy arms tightly wrapped around the woman's waist, constantly changing directions, and sucking her lips intently.
Because the body was hidden by the woman, only half of the man's face could be seen. A tall figure, thick eyebrows, double eyelids, and jet-black eyes. Although only the tip of the iceberg was exposed, it was easy to notice that he was a handsome man with good looks.
Zhao Donghan only glanced briefly, then withdrew his gaze. She turned the steps under her feet calmly, and as soon as she turned around, she went into the next bathroom.
Zhao Donghan opened the faucet and washed her hands unhurriedly. The water flow was slow, but the frequency of her heartbeat increased somewhat.
A woman's low voice was faintly heard behind her, and her soft and charming voice was so soft and sweet:
"Zhiqian, it's a bit cold here, let's go in!"
"Ok."
After a while of footsteps, there was silence behind him.
At this time, Zhao Donghan walked out of the bathroom.
She only glanced at it just now, but easily recognized the woman. Although we gather little and leave more, we have lived together since childhood. The familiar back figure, the unique gentle voice, especially the emerald ring on the ring finger, are all she is used to.
That woman is no one else but her adoptive mother, Mrs. Zhao.
If you met Mrs. Zhao alone, she would definitely go over and say hello. Whether the other party is willing to care about her is one thing. From her perspective, as a junior, she must do so.
However, she hid in the bathroom. The reason why Zhao Donghan did this was because the man hugging Mrs. Zhao and kissing him was not her husband Zhao Fan, but a strange man.
What type of situation is this?
Cheating? Or an affair? Does the adoptive father know about this?
In short, she seemed to accidentally see something incredible.
In this case, she must avoid it, otherwise both of them will be embarrassed.
Zhao Donghan looked down slightly, recalling the situation when his adoptive parents were together, and he was very puzzled. Before and after their predecessors, they all showed a deep affection and love between husband and wife. As far as she knows, the adoptive father goes out to do business all year round, and the adoptive mother is always by his side, and the two are almost inseparable.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes today, she would never have thought that her adoptive mother would have other men.
Zhao Donghan was puzzled. Mrs. Zhao had a very high status in the family. Her adoptive father would discuss with her almost everything. Why did she choose this path?
However, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and there may be some details that outsiders cannot understand.
After all, this is someone else's housework, and the adoptive parents are her elders, so it is not her turn to comment on what is right and wrong. She decided that she hadn't seen the scene just now, and she would put it in her stomach.
Regardless of whether the adoptive father knew this secret of the adoptive mother, she could not talk too much. Because once the couple's feelings become disagreeable, her sister Zhao Xia Nuan might be the saddest one.
Couples quarreling and divorcing, each remarrying, or reluctantly continue to live together, for two people, it is just a change of life style. But for children, it is a vital event that even affects a lifetime. No matter how old the child is, he never hopes that the family will break up and the parents will be separated.
However, she did not say that it did not mean that the matter of the foster mother would not be discovered by others. The Zhao family is a large enterprise, and the number of business partners alone cannot be underestimated.
With the high-profile appearance of the adoptive mother and the man today, it is hard to guarantee that they will not be met by other people.
Zhao Donghan sighed slightly, secretly hoping that the foster mother would converge a little. How Mrs. Zhao chooses her life is beyond her control, she just hopes not to hurt her innocent sister.
Slightly calmed down, she asked a waiter:
"Where is 232?"
"Go straight ahead and when you reach the end, it's on the left."
The waiter pointed her the location of the private room, and she quickly found it.
She raised her slender bare hand and was about to knock on the door when it happened to open from the inside.
Zhao Donghan raised his eyes and glanced, he couldn't help being taken aback.
Xu Jie is wearing a chiffon shirt with mid-sleeves, matching dark jeans on his lower body, and a pair of black high heels under his feet.
Sweeping the eyebrows, lightly applying powder, there is a long crystal pendant hanging on his chest.
Even though it's not Mingyan and moving, she definitely deserves to be called outstanding.
Unlike the usual image of a manager in black formal wear, he looks more than a year or two younger, and he looks like two people.
At the moment when he opened the door, Xu Jie's expression was obviously unnatural, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.
Seeing Zhao Donghan, Xu Jie immediately pulled her closer to the private room as if he had seen a savior:
"Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry, you have worked hard to make a special trip, come in and sit down quickly."