Perfect Match

He An was silent for a while, and answered, "I don't want to."

"Why ... what?"

Zheng Fei stunned and thought he heard it wrong.

He An repeated each word clearly: "I don't want to."

Zheng Feiyu was suddenly there in a breath.

how could be?

How kind and enthusiastic an Omega is his He An, softened and a little stupid, how can he see people in trouble without help? Zheng Feiyu even thought that no matter how many times he had failed before, such a show of weakness should always succeed.

He just took out his cell phone when He An didn't believe what he said.

The change of Jiusheng's CEO is not a small news. When he loses keywords, he jumps out of hundreds of news reports, with pictures and texts.

He thought that this would always prove that what he said was true, so he showed the phone to He An. No one knows He An just smiled oddly: "Do you think I'm cheating?"

"These ... these are true."

"I'm not referring to Jiu Sheng. Of course you don't lie like this one-poke lie. I mean-homelessness."

He An held his cell phone and pushed it back: "You have a deposit, you have real estate and investment in Yuanjiang, you still have the last name Zheng, everyone envys your social status. Seriously, what you have now It's more than many people add up in their lifetimes, and even if they haven't been working, they haven't fallen into a state of homelessness, have they? "

"Taking back 10,000 steps, even if you really have nothing, there are still twelve years of experience in the hotel industry. The magazine says that you are a legend of Yuanjiang's business community. In Jiusheng, you are Master Zheng and leave Jiusheng You are a professional manager you can meet but not want. I think, if you want, there should be many people waiting in line to get you out of the mountain. "

"I……"

Zheng Feiyu was dismissed as speechless.

There was a chuckle behind him, and he turned to look at him, only to see Cheng Xiu grinning hard, showing a sympathetic look to him, which meant obviously: Sorry, President Zheng, He An is really not as stupid as you think.

Zheng Fei's chest was tight and short of breath, and he turned to look at He An again.

Omega is shorter than him and needs to raise his chin slightly when looking at him, but that height and inferiority has not weakened Omega's aura, but Zheng Feiyu himself seems to be the shorter one.

A strong frustration surrounded him.

Yes.

Threats, temptations, weaknesses ... all these things are useless.

His Omega gave birth to clear eyes. He used to be trusted unconditionally by the cloud of love before. Now the love is gone, and a beam of light of inspection hits him, and the bad lies are immediately exposed. Exhaustive.

Taking advantage of his great skill, He An shoved him away, twisted his narrow waist, and flashed out from the slit between the two.

Cheng Xiu also responded quickly, dragging people behind him, blocking himself in front of him, raising his feather duster with his hands high, which is still a standard golf swing.

"Zheng and Zheng, you see, this is the case. Can you bother you and move ..."

Xunzi crooked, shaking hair and pointed at the inn.

This is what it means to be stingy.

Zheng Fei looked at the frosty and unmoved shore, and finally believed that the other party was iron-hearted and wanted to break up with him. No matter how he negotiated, he couldn't relax.

One by one, so far.

"Okay, I see." He stepped back step by step and said to He An, "you, and Suzuran, you ... take care."

There is a tree of golden laurel in the courtyard, the branches and leaves are green, and the flowers are bright yellow.

Zheng Feiyu pulled the suitcase and walked under the tree. It happened that the wind was blowing, and a broken shoulder fell on his shirt.

He stopped and looked around for a week: a corridor, a wooden beam, a swing, a flower shade ... a quiet and elegant small inn, remote but not shabby, indifferent but not perfunctory, more or less in position, but Cherish its owner to maintain it. Those who are fortunate to live here will surely have a good memory.

But he must leave.

I have already talked about it. He confessed from his heart, and also made a less glorious trick, which has no effect.

Of course he can continue to struggle-as an Alpha known for his toughness on the wrist, he has enough power to force him to submit. The heart is even harder, and you can even tie people back to Yuanjiang alive for reverse replacement surgery. When it is finished, He An will turn into a cluster of boneless filaments, love him as before, and entangle him, never again Say sharply "not willing".

But what's the point of this?