Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

He has been worried this month, and he has been working hard for fear that his boss will fire him, settle the score with him, and throw him into a broken place where birds can't shit, but... he waited and didn't wait, this kind of knife was hanging in the air

The feeling of not falling over the head is really bad.

After sighing outside, Secretary Zhou stood up and knocked on the door of the president's office.

After three knocks on the door, the elegant and cold sound of Liancheng came from the room: "Enter."

Secretary Zhou took a deep breath and pushed the door in: "Sir Ya, it's already time to get off work. You only had a few cups of coffee at noon. Let's go back to the old house to have a meal first."

The figure sitting before the work has lost a lot of weight than a month ago. The sharp color between the eyebrows and eyes is heavier, and the eyes are deeper. It seems that there is a human-eating dragon in it, and I don’t know when it will be released.

The elegance of Liancheng now makes people feel deeply attracted by the arrogance, sharpness and indifference emitted from him at first sight, and will slightly ignore his excessively handsome appearance.

Lian Chengya didn't look up and said, "You get off work first, I'll drive back by myself today."

Secretary Zhou was depressed for a while. He was worried that Ya Shao was working overtime alone here. The last time he left was after he left. As a result, when he came to work the next day, he realized that Ya Shao had not left last night.

Secretary Zhou wanted to persuade him, but he was afraid that the persuasion would be counterproductive.

Finally, he nodded, "Yes, then I'll go back first. You... don't work overtime too late. You have lost a lot of weight recently."

"Well..." Lian Cheng responded elegantly, not knowing whether he heard it or didn't hear it.

Secretary Zhou left with ease, and then carefully closed the door!

With a 'click', the door closed, and Secretary Zhou's footsteps gradually moved away.

Lian Chengya's movements slowly slowed down.

He put down the pen in his hand, leaned back slowly, his head against the back of the chair, and his eyes were staring at a certain place with ignorance. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of smog that could not be seen clearly. No one knew that he was now

What exactly are you thinking?

After a while, he stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the night of the imperial capital.

The nightclub in winter is always very fast. Before seven o'clock, all the lights outside are on.

It was the peak of get off work at the end of work, and the road was so congested that it was not satisfactory. In the past, Liancheng was elegant like those anxious people returning home, on the road, but now...

Lian Cheng stood elegantly on the high building, looking at the lights in the distance, among the lights of thousands of houses outside, suddenly a feeling that he had never felt before.

These days, he didn't mention his appearance, just wanted to try... whether she could leave his life.

But... it seems, it cannot!

Face, today is the 30th day you left, and this city is still as usual, as if nothing has changed, it seems... everything has changed!

I don't seem to change, but I feel like I'm not me at all.

All of this is your fault.

The city without you is really... a gray area.

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That day, Liancheng's elegant recordings played throughout the city, and the part that she didn't hear was heard.

——Is Rong Xiaoyan back? That night was not the New Year’s gift I prepared for you.

——Come back, I'm waiting for you, I find... I can't live without you.