Good Morning, Mr. President!

For a while, I couldn't tell what it was like in my heart, and I felt more and more uneasy sitting next to slang, like sitting on a needle felt.

Slang is only trapped in his own thinking, he doesn't know what he is thinking at the moment. Just continued muttering: "If he really comes, I will confess to him last night ... Well, I envy you and Mo Xun. The dust has settled. Do n’t wait or suspect ... ... "

When saying the last sentence, the slang gazed at Mi with a misty gaze but enviously.

"Sister ..." I said silently, cautiously and cautiously, "Don't you say that he already has a girlfriend? In this case ... why don't you just give up? You don't have to be so painful."

"Give up?" Slang shook his head. "No. How can I give up before I have won? Maybe, as long as I put it bluntly, everything will be different."

"..." The stubbornness and hope in Slang's eyes blocked his chest, and he could not say a word of persuasion.

In the end, she didn't stay much, and found an excuse to go to work, and then hurried away. Slang is a sensitive person. If you keep talking, there is no guarantee that slang will not see anything.

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As soon as she returned to work at the magazine, she appeared. Ruan Mengmeng kept patrolling around her, looking back and forth, seeing a headache.

She placed the magazine upright on her desk, blocking Ruan Mengmeng's sight. Who knows, as soon as Ruan Mengmeng's chair slipped, the whole person came to her.

"Well, last night, I was very warm ~"

Blushing, looking at Ruan Mengmeng and pushing her, "You are so boring."

"Honestly, who is so enthusiastic with you, who is it?" Ruan Mengmeng winked at her charmingly, her slender fingers passing ambiguously from her neck and clavicle. "No amount of powder can cover the style left by the man last night ..."

Embarrassed.

Then he closed his clothes tightly. Actually it doesn't do much at all.

Those marks on the neck could not be covered. Plus it's summer again, and even drivers can't wear it. I have some grudges against Tang Liao. He is willful, and she has nothing to do with him.

"Mo Xun really doesn't seem to be such a enthusiastic person. On the day of your wedding, you didn't see you coming to work with strawberries all over you." Ruan Mengmeng looked like a detective, tentatively stunned, " He left early last night. Did he go with Master Tang Men? These red marks are also left by him? "

"Shh!" I squeezed Ruan Mengmeng's mouth, looked around, and then gently compared with my index finger on my lips.

Ruan Mengmeng was agitated to see her reaction, her eyes were bright, "You didn't deny it, that means I guessed right!"

"..." He didn't know what to say.

"Then you and Mo Xun ..." Ruan Mengmeng looked at her with anxiety, without asking.

"Actually, Mo Xun and I have ended."

Ruan Mengmeng was shocked again, "Because Tang Yan?"

I simply said to Ruan Mengmeng about marrying Mo Xun agreement, but kept Mo Xun's sexual orientation. Ruan Mengmeng listened for a moment, shook her head, "You people in the city really can play, even marriage can play fake. But ..."

Ruan Mengmeng's look changed, "It can be seen that you are following the young master now, so life is very blessed."

She shoved her angrily, "Gossip is also heard, you quickly go back to work."

"But I haven't heard it completely! Is the young master wild or gentle on the bed? What about the size? Can it satisfy the fantasy of the girls?"

"Ruan Mengmeng, why are you so cute!"

Ruan Mengmeng laughed, "You can't be beautiful alone!"

柒 柒 Pushed Ruan Mengmeng away, and the phone rang again at this moment. Is a text message.

I didn't think much about it. I took my cell phone and saw the message.

Is a message from a bank.

Moreover, the above shows her account earning 1 billion cash. I thought it was dazzling, and then carefully counted the zeros behind, no more, no less, exactly 10 million.

No need to think, she could guess where the money came from.

I took my cell phone and got up and went to the open-air balcony. Dial a string of familiar numbers to go out, and the phone rang for a while before being picked up.

"Hey." Tang Yan's voice came from there, not as careless as usual, and sounded a little serious.

"It's me." He answered, "Are you in a meeting?"

"Um." Tang Yan said little.

I know that he is busy with business. It is estimated that many partners are nearby and it is inconvenient to speak. She only said: "We will contact you when you have a meeting. And ... the money has already arrived. "

"Well. Just hold it."

Afraid to delay his business, he didn't talk to him anymore. It is quite troublesome to transfer back a large amount of money with headache. You have to go to the bank to make an appointment.

I was about to call the bank, and my cell phone rang again.

It turned out to be a text message from Tang Ye.

"Baby, in the future, all your services can only be exclusive to me."

Through the screen, I feel like I can feel it. Tang Yao's demon and domineering tone must also be a bit ridiculous.

"..." I couldn't laugh or cry. She was joking last night. He took it seriously. This is really rich and willful!

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In the afternoon, I just got off work, and when I was walking downstairs, my cell phone rang.

She glanced at the screen and found out that it was the phone call of her aunt Jiang Yan. She was worried about what happened to Uncle, and quickly connected the phone.

"Ah, can you do something for your aunt?" Jiang Yan said first.

"Of course. You said."

Jiang Yan sighed directly over there, "Your sister didn't know what happened for the past two days, and it wasn't right anywhere. I just returned from the hospital, and I didn't sleep all day and night. I was afraid that something would happen to her. Can you help me go back to accompany your sister tonight? By the way, make her a dinner, and I look at her like that, so don't expect to make dinner yourself. "

Speaking of slang, sighed.

So, until now, she was still in such a state of shame, did not recover?

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?" Jiang Yan didn't hear the answer, and said again: "I'm going to take care of your uncle in the hospital now, I can't walk away at all. Otherwise, I must go back by myself."

"Convenient." I turned back and quickly returned: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm off work. I'll just go back by car and take care of my sister."