Dear Mr. Shi

"You said you were married?" Yu Yang asked quickly, staring at her.

"Yes!" Song Qinghuan nodded, a little guilty, his mind flashed through scenes in the car.

"Don't tell me that your husband is... the big boss." After Yu Yang finished asking, his heartbeat was throbbing.

Song Qinghuan looked at her carefully, then nodded.

Regardless of the reason for the marriage, Shi Yuhan is indeed her husband.

"My god!" Yu Yang softened his feet and almost fell to the ground in shock.

Fortunately, Song Qinghuan was quick-eyed and supported her.

Yu Yang's teeth trembled: "Er Huan, no, no, no, Mrs. President, I usually bully you, or tell you to serve tea, or tell you too much?"

"Yu Yang, what are you doing." Song Qinghuan got black lines.

"If I accidentally said something wrong, you must be an adult not to remember the villain, don't take it to heart, please be sure!" Yu Yang hugged Song Qinghuan's arm, and began to be cute He kept blinking at Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan was full of black lines: "Don't worry, you didn't offend me, so what..."

Yu Yang: "What?"

Song Qinghuan: "Keep it secret to me."

Yu Yang patted his chest: "Don't worry, God knows and earth knows, you know me, no third person knows."

Song Qinghuan snorted: "It seems, not these people..."

Yu Yang hurriedly changed his words: "There is still some time, Chen Tianzhi."

Song Qinghuan: "And..."

Yu Yang: "It should be known to the general manager!"

Song Qinghuan: "The notary also knows it, and Shi Yuhan's family also knows it."

Yu Yanghan: "What kind of pit did I lose? I swear that it will rot in my stomach!"

Song Qinghuan followed suit: "You should have said this long ago!"

Yu Yanglei: "..."

After checking in, the two found that they lived far apart, one on the 37th floor and the other on the 88th floor.

Song Qinghuan was so depressed, angry, and irritable, and knew what was going on in her heart.

The 88th floor is the top floor. That is the high-level VIP presidential suite. How could it be possible for her to live alone? There must be another person.

There is no one else except to keep out the cold.

Why go on a business trip and stay in the same room with that? Don’t don’t, don’t!

She told the front desk clerk that she wanted to change the room, but the other party ruthlessly refused the room as an empty room.

She wanted to squeeze in the same room with Yu Yang, but Yu Yang refused mercilessly because of her convenience.

Song Qing exclaimed happily, "Yu Yang, you are an unrighteous fellow!"

A tear was almost hung on Yu Yang's face: "Big Boss wants to know that I will sleep with his wife, and he will surely divide me by five horses. Life is most important."

There is no way, can not sleep on the street, Song Qinghuan had to drag his luggage to the 88th floor.

The vip presidential suite is luxurious and exquisitely decorated, magnificent and magnificent.

Song Qinghuan walked in with a salute, and before he had time to appreciate it, the door of the VIP president suite was opened again.

Turning around, he saw Shi Yuhan walking in with his luggage.

Sure enough, I didn't guess wrong, I just stayed in a room with this place, and my soul stayed.

After Shi Yuhan came in, he completely ignored Song Qinghuan, when she was air.

He opened his luggage, took the changed clothes and walked into the bathroom. Before closing the door, he finally remembered Song Qinghuan, and said lightly, "Take out the clothes and hang them."

At this moment, Song Qinghuan rebuffed fiercely: "Don't hang up!"

Shi Yuhan was not angry, and asked softly, "Do you want to wash it together?"