Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

"Little brother, where are you going."

"Huo's Building."

"Oh, working at Huo's, good and promising."

With the mentality of encouraging Huo Lingtian not to commit suicide, Wang Ge grasped the idea and changed the law to praise him.

He has money and a career, and he is still looking forward to life.

Hearing this, Huo Lingtian smiled, and a trace of gratitude rushed from the bottom of his heart.

This strange big brother.

Very kind.

Obviously he is very disgusting with people who cheat on him, but he is still kindly enlightening him.

Infidelity in marriage is unforgivable.

No one dared to say such things to him.

Throughout Los Angeles, everyone would only say that he was passionate and that he had the capital to be loved by women.

Such words seem to be a compliment.

They will not attack him and play with emotions, they will only compare his female companions together, distinguishing one, two, three, and four.

When they meet, they will desperately compliment him and please him.

What is good to hear.

They say whatever he likes to hear.

When Li Wan chased him, many people stepped on this thread, saying that the only girl in the Li family talked about dreams.

Said she was whimsical.

Said she was entangled and shameless.

He had heard the worst words.

At that time, he just laughed.

When I am in a good mood, I will also echo a few sentences.

Thinking about it now, every word seems to be talking about himself.

He is the one who talks about dreams, wishful thinking.

He was shameless and entangled.

Later, on the day of the wedding, Li Wan regretted his marriage.

During that time, the public opinion and jokes in Los Angeles privately were so intense.

But no matter what occasion, when he was there, they still had to accompany the smiling face desperately.

He kept flattering.

Never mention his embarrassment in person.

What Brother Yu said yesterday was right, and what Wang Ge said today is also right.

He is not worthy.

Not worthy to love Li night.

Dirty and despicable souls are not worthy of proud and gorgeous red roses.

Huo Lingtian closed his eyes, curled up his fingertips in his sleeves slightly, and his joints gradually turned white.

Wang Ge's words are like a soft blade with a sharp tip, and the wound is invisible when it is submerged in flesh and blood.

Only when I pulled it out, I found out that my body was already scarred and the blood was flowing.

The dense pain poked the man's heart.

"Little brother, it's coming soon, good luck." Wang Ge finished speaking and yawned long.

There was tiredness between the eyebrows and eyes.

Huo Lingtian opened his eyelids and twisted his neck lazily.

After thinking for two seconds, he turned out a business card and handed it over.

"Huo's is missing a driver. You can apply for the job with your business card."

Wang Ge pursed his lower lip, turned his head, and unsuspectingly reached out to take the business card.

He knows that big companies like Huo Shi are more decent than others when they are drivers.

Right now this little brother is an employee of Huo's, so the recruitment of drivers is mostly true.

He wanted to give it a try.

Whether you can apply or not depends on God's will.

But the next second, he glanced at the content on the card.

Huo Lingtian, President of Los Angeles Huo Group.

"!!!" He was dazzled?

Wang Ge was so frightened that he braked violently, and his 40-something-year-old heart almost fell ill.

The tires of the car rubbed extremely fast against the ground, making a sharp sting.

The man turned his head quickly, his gray hair slightly covering his eyelids.

Wang Ge stretched out his hand and pulled it, but he was only innocent, and stared at Huo Ling carefully and very curiously.

Huo Lingtian twisted his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of unhappy in his eyes.

In the next second, a stray smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, "I am Huo Lingtian."

"..." Long admiring the name.

Wang Ge is getting older. Although he doesn't pay attention to this matter, he has also heard a lot of news from his passengers.

Huo Lingtian's name is like thunder.

Everyone knows the name of the scumbag.

Wang Ge has always known from their words that Huo Lingtian, Huo's president, is not a good man.

Na Chengxiang, he met today.

It was Huo Lingtian who was frustrated in love, got drunk in the middle of the night, and has been repenting for "attempting to commit suicide".

He also enlightened halfway.

Wang Ge's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

For a while, I felt that what I just said was a bit ridiculous.

But then I think about it, he is forty years old, and he is still worried about other people's love and love, which is wrong.

But he still couldn't accept Huo Lingtian who played with emotions like this.

The man's hand holding the business card trembled undetectably.

He hesitated for several seconds before he confirmed:

"You... want to hire me as a driver?"

"Well, it's a thank you gift." Huo Lingtian bit his cigarette holder with a touch of gratitude in his expression.

Thanks to him for the blow, which shattered all his good feelings of self.

Let him recognize the reality.

Wang Ge couldn't figure out why Huo Lingtian was grateful to him.

Maybe it's grateful for him to take him south in the middle of the night.

Or maybe he was talking about him along the way, and there were two sentences that caught Huo Lingtian's heart.

It is common for them, rich people, to spend a lot of money on a word.

If he knew from the beginning that this person was Huo Lingtian.

It is estimated that the words "the prodigal son will not change his head" will not be said.

Nor will he be struggling to persuade and enlighten him with conscience.

After all, the prodigal son is also divided.

Some people are the prodigal sons who have gone back and reformed.

Some people look back at the prodigal son.

The kind that was called back by a meat bun in the middle of it.

Dogs can't change eating shit.

Wang Ge is just the struggling people at the bottom of society.

He couldn't touch the top of the pyramid, and he didn't want to deal with such young people.

He just wants to save money and heal his son's legs.

He can work hard, but his son can't wait.

Looking at the business card in his hand, Wang Ge seemed to see a lot of banknotes.

That is his son's hope.

The corners of his mouth squirmed a few times, and finally he only said, "Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Huo Lingtian couldn't see the irresistible disdain and entanglement in Wang Ge's eyes.

After two seconds, he spoke softly, like a compromise, but also like self-deprecating, "Don't worry, you are not my full-time driver."

Wang Ge's obviously relaxed spine pierced Huo Lingtian's nerves severely.

He had never knew so intuitively and clearly that in the hearts of ordinary people, he was such an unbearable person.

The car parked at Huo's downstairs.

Wang Ge graciously opened the door for Huo Lingtian.

Huo Lingtian got out of the car slowly, with a strong aura in every move.

He stood in front of Wang Ge, with a gloomy sense of oppression attacking the man.

Huo Lingtian gently pressed his lips, a chuckle from his throat, and slowly said:

"Look at it now, if I know I am wrong, can I correct it, is it really good?"

The only answer to him was silence.

Wang Ge opened his mouth and wanted to flatter Huo Lingtian.

But he tried for a while and found that those self-deceptions really couldn't be said.

"Okay, I see." Huo Lingtian dropped these words and turned to leave.

A man staggered, and it could not be better to describe it as a runaway.

Silence is often the most true attitude.

Look, he can't even say a word of flattery.

Maybe it's disgusting.