The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 159
Huo Yanzheng fell silent, his slender body sitting in the office chair was slightly stiff, his big hand that was pointing at the mouse suddenly pressed heavily, and suddenly, the mouse rubbed against the table and made a sound.

The sound is low and not loud, if you don't pay attention carefully, you won't notice it.

But in this silent space, slight movements are magnified infinitely.

This sound brought back Huo Yanzheng's thoughts that had drifted away unknowingly.

Huo Yanzheng didn't answer her, so Chu Wan didn't speak either.

The silence stretched little by little between Huo Yanzheng and Chu Wan, the air seemed to freeze, and the quiet years stopped at this moment.

Huo Yanzheng doesn't talk much, and he usually talks about things, so when he is with her, he talks more. For other people, he has always been stingy about saying one more word.

Huo Yanzheng hardly ever took the initiative to call her.

Most of the time, she was the one who called him.

In fact, it seems that not at all.

Chu Wan vaguely remembered that at the beginning of her marriage, she was very fussy and tried every means to escape from Huo Yanzheng's side.

Huo Yanzheng needed to be busy with Huo's complicated work, so he couldn't watch her all the time. After she escaped from Yuyuan and dated with Luo Zhibin again and again, Huo Yanzheng called her repeatedly.

It's just that she got annoyed later, so she directly blacklisted Huo Yanzheng.

It turned out that Huo Yanzheng cared about her so early on.

It turned out that Huo Yanzheng was also enthusiastic. Even if he called her, it was just to get her back.

It's just that she dampened Huo Yanzheng's enthusiasm.

Chu Wan supported the dining table with one hand, propped her chin and looked at the empty chair opposite.

The empty chair opposite her is Huo Yanzheng's seat.

"I'm hanging up." Huo Yanzheng hung up the phone without explaining to Chu Wan or giving Chu Wan a room to speak.

Chu Wan's sitting posture didn't change, until the bright phone screen went dark, she didn't understand why Huo Yanzheng hung up the phone suddenly.

What I still don't understand is the purpose of Huo Yanzheng's call.

It's not that Huo Yanzheng had to have something to find her, but she was just surprised by this sudden call from Huo Yanzheng.

Chu Wan didn't think too much about the reason. After the food was served, she picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat.

Huo Yanzheng who hung up the phone was not at peace.

Chu Wan asked him why he made this call, but he didn't explain.

It's not that I can't answer, but it's not easy to answer.

The reason for calling Chu Wan was just because of his whim.

Huo Yanzheng was working hard at first, but for some reason, he was distracted for a moment, and Chu Wan's shy and rosy face last night appeared in front of him.

His heart was burning hot.

Suddenly recalling the palpitating scenes, Huo Yanzheng dialed Chu Wan's phone on impulse.

Huo Yanzheng's deep gaze was still on the lit computer screen, the mouse was held in his hand vaguely, and he didn't click the mouse for a long time.

Therefore, Huo Yanzheng seemed to be looking at the information seriously and attentively, but in fact, he was immersed in deep meditation and his mind was wandering.

So much so that the information displayed on the computer screen seemed to be frozen, and the page did not turn for a long time.

Rao was dazed, but Huo Yanzheng's face was calm, his cold expression was tense, and his snow-covered face maintained his usual indifference and coldness.

Sitting in the office chair, he has a strong aura and is not angry.

On the surface, Huo Yanzheng was solemn and steady, nothing abnormal, through his solemn eyebrows, it was completely impossible to see what he was thinking.

But if Chu Wan was in the office, she would definitely notice Huo Yanzheng's blood-red earlobes quietly.

Huo Yanzheng was still calming down the throbbing in his heart when someone knocked on the office door.

Huo Yanzheng said coldly: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and the person who entered the office was Xu Yang.

Xu Yang stood under the desk, lowered his head respectfully, and said in a business-like manner: "Mr. Huo, all the conference participants are here, we can go down now."

The conference room is downstairs. The morning meeting will be hosted by Huo Yanzheng.

"You take the materials, let's go to the conference room." Huo Yanzheng's voice was deep, with a hoarseness that was different from ordinary people. His tone was as usual, and he remained calm.

Xu Yang sorted out the documents and held them in his arms.

He followed Huo Yanzheng not far or near, all the way to the conference room.

On the way, Xu Yang accidentally caught a glimpse of the blush on Huo Yanzheng's earlobe, his pupils trembled slightly, and surprise overflowed his eyes.

Huo Yanzheng, who was ascetic and self-sufficient, would turn his earlobes red at every turn, and also showed a hint of embarrassment, as if embarrassed, and ashamed.

This is really rare.

Xu Yang didn't dare to be presumptuous either, just cast a quick glance and lowered his eyes, and didn't stare again.

The only one who can make Huo Yanzheng reveal this unknown side is Chu Wan.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, Xu Yang thought so.

Huo Yanzheng and Xu Yang entered the conference room one after the other.

As soon as Huo Yanzheng stepped over the threshold, the sense of oppression from him was strong and awe-inspiring, spreading in all directions, pressing heavily on the hearts of the people present.

Let them feel out of breath and feel suffocated.

Huo Yanzheng looked around with sharp eyes, and said with a dignified voice, "Let's get started."

Immediately, the meeting began.

The sun was scorching and the weather was muggy.

It was bright day, and Luo Zhibin, who was lying on the hotel bed, slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and opened a pair of tired and moist eyes.

All over the body, extremely uncomfortable.

It's not that he didn't go through personnel affairs, he knew what he went through.

Just as Chu Wan expected, Luo Zhibin was exhausted last night.

No, it was past twelve noon, the sun was shining brightly outside, and Bincheng was in a hustle and bustle, Luo Zhibin woke up with a tired face.

There are folds between Luo Zhibin's delicate eyebrows, which have not been loosened for a long time.

He felt a weight on his right arm, and an ominous premonition filled his heart. When he turned his head to the side, he saw a small face as gorgeous as a peony.

The person lying beside him is Huang Jingrong.

A person who surprised him.

Huang Jingrong closed her eyes, still in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up.

About last night, it was not only him who was exhausted, but also her.

Luo Zhibin quickly drew back his arm, picked up the crumpled clothes scattered on the ground, and put them on one by one in a panic.

As soon as Luo Zhibin got dressed, he immediately left the room, as if a scourge was chasing him, his steps were hurried and messy, and he didn't even look at Huang Jingrong behind him.

Not only did the matter not go smoothly, but he was calculated into it, and Luo Zhibin's head swelled and hurt.

The thoughts in his heart were all tangled up in a ball of wool, which could not be cut and arranged in a mess, in short, it was a mess.

(End of this chapter)