Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Master Ming took a leisurely look at his mobile phone and saw that there was news about Su Shi pushed by a software, and the whole person was bad.

I can't work at ease.

There was a cigarette between his fingers, and after taking a sip of depression, he kept holding it, leaning his head on the comfortable boss chair, looking at the ceiling depressed.

"President, the report just sent by the planning department." The secretary knocked in and handed a document to Ming Ansheng.

"Um." Ming Ansheng replied, then he looked down at the smoke in his hand, and it was all over.

He quickly threw away the cigarette butts and got up to pick up the empty glass to pour water outside.

Seeing this, the secretary said in a hurry: "I am the president."

"No." Ming Ansheng replied, and walked straight out of the office.

He picked up a cup of coffee, stood in front of the window in the tea room, black eyes glanced out of the window, the window was open, and the smoky heat outside sprayed into it.

After a while, he felt warm.

On such a hot day, the little girl's military training did not know if she could eat it.

Do n’t want to be okay, the more you think about it, the more reassured you are.

In the end, he made a decision, drank his coffee in the cup, turned around and strode away from the tea room.

It's been more than an hour after work, and several people in the office are working overtime.

Ming Ansheng returned to the office to pick up his mobile phone and went out.

"I'll go first." He went out to say hello to the secretary, without stopping.

The elevator went straight down the floor, the door opened, and a tall woman came into Ming Ansheng's eyes. He frowned, his disgust flashed in his eyes, and he didn't hide it.

"An Sheng." Tang Feiling noticed Ming An Sheng, and her eyes with her pupils brightened.

She wore a beige sleeveless dress and a very vertical chiffon cloth, which made her already tall figure even more tall.

Ming Ansheng glanced at her, said nothing, lifted her foot out of the elevator, and walked towards the gate.

"An Sheng, let me call you to dinner at my house at night." Tang Feiling followed behind Ming An Sheng.

After catching up with her, she reached out and wanted to pull his arm.

Ming Ansheng blinked and avoided it easily, and he replied coldly, "No time."

"Let's go together, okay?" Tang Feiling pouted and spoiled him.

Ming Ansheng stopped and looked coldly at her, "Tang Feiling, have I said not to come to the company to find me?"

"Why?" The enthusiasm has not been answered, and Tang Feiling has ignited. "We are all engaged and will soon get married. I am the future boss of Mingyuan. I ca n’t come to you?"

"Tang Feiling doesn't make me hate you more." Ming Ansheng said with gritted teeth.

After speaking, he didn't look at Tang Feiling's face, turned around and quickened his pace towards the door.

"Ming Ansheng you ..." Tang Feiling stared at Ming Ansheng's back, speechless with anger.

Finally think about it or catch up.

Out of the gate, Ming Ansheng paused and looked at Tang Feiling, "I don't want me to cancel the marriage contract immediately, and immediately disappear from me."

Tang Feiling's voice also hesitated. "You don't want to cancel the engagement, I won't cancel it with you."

Ming Ansheng ignored her and lifted his feet down the steps. His face was gloomy and terrible.

Fists in both hands.

If it hadn't been for Tang Feiling, this marriage hadn't been so regrettable.