I was spoiled by the boss

Chapter 523 He is really devoted to you
Qiao Huan's apartment is a serviced apartment right in the city center.

The floor-to-ceiling windows faced the road outside. Sitting high up, looking at the busy traffic outside the window, it seemed that my heart gradually calmed down.

She leaned her head against the window, and every time she choked, it felt like a knife was stuck in her throat, stinging so much that she couldn't breathe.

In the office of the CEO of Shengshi Consortium, the man was holding the hung up cell phone, listening to the cold "beep" sound coming from the phone, like a stick hitting his heart, and like a knife ruthlessly gouging out his heart. There was a wound, dripping with blood.

His face was even more gloomy to the extreme.

He couldn't believe what he heard.

It was such a small matter, but she didn't even listen to his explanation and already sentenced him to death.

Is this how much she trusts him?

It took a while for the man to regain his senses from his silent anger.

He quickly called her again, but the phone turned off again.

Qin Shen's eyes turned cold, and the mobile phone in his hand was smashed to the ground with great force. With a "bang", it fell apart instantly.

When the people outside the door heard this sound, they were so frightened that they were completely confused.

In my memory, I have never seen Assistant Qin get so angry!
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Song Yu stayed in the apartment until the afternoon and then went back.

The unique set of clothes Qiao Huan wanted was still not designed. She had no ideas or inspiration at all.

But she had to go back to the Sheng family, where she lived her daily life. No matter what, she was still "Mrs. Sheng" now.

Song Yu took a taxi back by herself. As soon as she entered the living room, Zhang Ma was a little surprised to see her coming back and hurriedly greeted her.

"Madam, are you back? Where did you come from? Do you want something to eat? Assistant Qin was waiting for you in the living room all night yesterday. He was worried to death! He also finished the bento you made for him last night, without even a single grain. The rest..."

"I want to go back to my room and take a rest." Song Yu interrupted her directly, her tone was very tired.

"Hey, okay, by the way, someone just sent a lot of express delivery. They are all here. They are said to be for you and are waiting for you to open them. Do you want to take a look?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction that Zhang's mother pointed. She saw a lot of express boxes piled on the ground. She only glanced at them and saw what they were. There were at least dozens of bags from major brands piled up. .

Zhang Ma quickly smiled and said, "There is also a gift from Dong Chi just here. It is said to be a gift from Assistant Qin to you. He picked it out when he was on a business trip in London. He thought his wife liked it, so he picked it out personally. He picked it out all at once. I picked up more than 100 and brought them back! I heard that some are still going through customs, but they haven’t arrived yet.”

There are more than 100 brand-name bags, which cost tens of millions of dollars!

Song Yu's eyes moved slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhang's mother continued: "Actually, Assistant Qin still cares about you! I've known him for so many years, and I've never seen him care so much about a girl. I'm afraid there aren't many people who choose bags for the people they like. Men can do that... By the way, madam, can I help you put all these bags in the room?"

Song Yu withdrew her gaze indifferently, "No need, retreat if you can. If not, you can leave it wherever you want." After saying that, she started to go upstairs.

Zhang Ma hurriedly caught up with her, "Oh, madam, please forgive Assistant Qin for the sake of me, an old lady. I promise, he is really devoted to you. If you don't believe him, how can you not believe me?" Really? Look at these bags, how willing he is to spend money on you, tens of millions, it’s not just a matter of money.”

(End of this chapter)