Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

This month he lived in fear, thinking with all his might that the boss would fire at him, settle accounts with him, and throw him to a shitty place, but...he waited and waited, but nothing came, this kind of knife was hanging in the air The feeling that the top of the head has not fallen is really bad.

After Secretary Zhou sighed outside, he got up and knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk" After three knocks on the door with equal length and equal weight, Liancheng's elegant and cold voice came from the room: "Come in."

Secretary Zhou took a deep breath, pushed the door open and went in: "Young Master Ya, it's time to get off work, you only had a few cups of coffee at noon, you should go back to the old house for dinner first."

The figure sitting in front of the work has lost a lot of weight compared to a month ago, the fierce color between the eyebrows and eyes is heavier, and the eyes are deeper, it seems that there is a man-eating dragon locked inside, and it does not know when it will be released.

Today's Liancheng is elegant, people will be deeply attracted by the aloofness, fierceness, and indifference emanating from him at the first sight after seeing him, but they will slightly ignore his overly handsome appearance.

Liancheng Yazhi didn't look up, and said, "You get off work first, I'll drive back by myself today."

Secretary Zhou was depressed for a while. He was worried that Ya Shao was working overtime here alone. The last time he left was after he left, but he didn't find out until he came to work the next day that Ya Shao hadn't left last night.

Secretary Zhou wanted to persuade her, but she was afraid that the persuasion would backfire.

Finally, he nodded, "Yes, then I'll go back first, you... don't work too late, you have lost a lot of weight recently."

"Hmm..." Liancheng answered elegantly, but he didn't know whether he heard it or not.

Secretary Zhou left lightly, and then carefully closed the door!

With a 'click', the door closed, and Secretary Zhou's footsteps gradually moved away.

The movements of Liancheng Yazhi's hands slowed down.

He put down the pen in his hand, leaned back slowly, put his head against the back of the chair, and stared at a certain place in a daze. His eyes seemed to be covered with an invisible haze. No one knew what he was doing at this moment. What are you thinking.

After a while, he stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the night of the imperial capital.

Winter nights always get dark very quickly, and before seven o'clock, all the lights outside have been turned on.

At this time, it was rush hour, and the traffic jam was unflattering. In the past, Liancheng Yazhi was on the way like those people who were anxious to go home, but now...

Liancheng Yazhi stood on a tall building, looking at the lights in the distance, among the lights of thousands of houses outside, suddenly felt a feeling in his heart that he had never felt before.

He didn't mention his appearance these days, he just wanted to try...whether she could leave his life.

But... It seems, can't!

Face, today is No. 30 days since you left, this city is still the same as before, it seems that nothing has changed, it seems... everything has changed!

I don't seem to have changed, but again, I feel like I'm not me at all.

All this is your fault.

A city without you is really... gray.

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On that day, Liancheng Yazhi played the recording in the whole city, the part that Yanyan didn't hear.

——Can Rong Xiaoyan come back, New Year's Eve is not a New Year's gift I prepared for you.

——Come back, I'm waiting for you, I found... I can't seem to leave you.