Mr President, take it easy

Chapter 16: Coincidence

Holding a pea pillow and boarding the first-class cabin, Qiancheng glanced at the cabin where there were not many people, sat down in his seat with peace of mind, leaned against the window with the pillow in his arms, and fell asleep without hesitation.

While half asleep and half awake, she was awakened by the voices that popped into her ears from time to time. She opened her misty eyes and looked towards the source of the sound. A man and a woman were sitting on her left. The man by the window said this, asking if he needed water, coffee, or something to eat. His soft voice fell on the quiet first-class cabin, which was really harsh.

The man by the window looked down at the document in his hand with his eyes lowered, his quiet side face was hidden in the wide chair, and the woman's wavy hair blocked most of the figure, so she couldn't see clearly. But he could still tell from his slender figure that he was a nice man.

It's just that she didn't hear a word from the man from the beginning to the end, and the woman's unrelenting thoughtfulness became superfluous.

Rubbing his sore forehead, Qiancheng muttered slightly: "Miss, can you be quiet for a while, there are still people alive here! Please let me sleep well, thank you!"

Hearing her voice, Fang Qing turned her head to look at her, a cold light of displeasure came from her beautiful eyes, and the interrupted disdain and disgust overflowed her entire face.

Qian Cheng glanced at her with slightly raised eyebrows, and teasingly raised the corners of his mouth, beauty is beauty, but under this beautiful face there is the jealousy of a disgusting woman.

Before she could speak, Qiancheng turned away again, hugged the pillow in his arms, closed his eyes, and didn't care about the matter.

He snorted softly, and didn't seem to take her seriously. He turned his head and looked at the figure who was reviewing the documents beside him. Just as he was about to speak, Ling Yuxing, who had been silent at the side, replied lightly: "Shut up!"

"..." Fang Qing's face froze, she twitched the corners of her mouth and sat back awkwardly.

The president opened his mouth, but no matter how considerate and flattering she was, she didn't dare to say another word.

There are so many people in GM, from the CEO down to the general manager and several creative directors are all women. She always thought that she was special to be chosen by him to go to Milan together, but she didn't expect to get the cold treatment like the legend.

Thinking of the jealous and envious eyes of the other directors when she received the news, she suddenly felt a little cold.

This man, as expected in the legend, is unfeminine, cold and ruthless.

There were only four people in the huge first-class cabin, and Lin Che was sitting in the back row. While Fang Qing was going to the bathroom, Ling Yuxing slowly put down the documents in his hand, casually glanced at the window on the right, and was facing himself with assurance The delicate face of the woman resting with her eyes closed seemed to be hidden in the dim light, but he could still see clearly who she was!

I didn't expect such a coincidence... to meet her here!

Is that Yan Zirao's wife?Lowering his head, he looked at the document sent by Lin Che in his hand, which clearly stated all the information and background about this woman.

Business marriage, returned designer, both identities are too ordinary, it seems that there is no problem, but the agility she fought against him that night, as well as the neat way of jumping out of the window in the morning, and her extraordinary courage, what do you think? Not like ordinary women.

Looking at the historical blank of two years of overseas career in the information, his dark eyes were dark, and a faint light flashed from the bottom of the deep eyes.

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