Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 314 Marry whoever you love, anyway, I won't marry
The little secretary looked aggrieved, weakly defending herself.

"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it. Next time a similar incident happens, we all have to pack up and leave!"

Thinking of the way the president looked at her just now, Linda felt as if she was in an ice cellar, so that her face was very ugly, and she yelled at the little secretaries in front of her in a low voice.

At this time, she misses Secretary Xiang very much.

Life without him is always so sad, but it's a pity that Secretary Xiang has been on a business trip recently and has little time to go back to the company.

"Do you still have me as a mother in your eyes?"

Wu Jing let go of Kong Zhiqian's hand, angrily walked in front of Leng Yao, glaring at him.

"What do you want me to do?" Leng Yao glanced at Kong Zhiqian at the side, and then turned his gaze to Wu Jing's angry face, with a playful look in his eyes, "Who provoked you this early in the morning? Are you so angry?"

"Who else but you?" Wu Jing stared at him.

Leng Yao held the cigarette between his slender fingers, lightly flicked it against the ashtray, and took a deep breath, "What else is going on? Why don't I remember?"

"Why didn't you answer my phone?" Wu Jing sat down on the chair in front of him, "Take out your phone and count, how many times have I called you during this time?"

"What's the matter with me?"

I don't know if Leng Yao deliberately ignored Kong Zhiqian's existence, and didn't even take the initiative to let her sit, so that she has been standing awkwardly in the office since she entered the door, while Wu Jing was enraged by Leng Yao and forgot greeted her.

However, Kong Zhiqian was not so easy to deal with.

It doesn't matter if you ignore her, as long as she ignores you.

"Yao, how can you talk to your aunt like this? During this period of time, if you don't answer your aunt's phone, you don't know how worried your aunt is, and you have trouble sleeping and eating every day. I'm afraid that something will happen to you!" Kong Zhiqian walked slowly Beside Wu Jing, she looked at Leng Yao with disapproval.

As soon as Wu Jing heard someone speak for her, she suddenly became happy, and reached out to hold Kong Zhiqian's hand, "Qianqian is still sensible!"

"Really? Really hard work!"

A bluish-white smoke ring slowly rose in front of him, making his handsome face even more unpredictable.

A hoarse voice sounded out, without any emotion.

The smile on Wu Jing's face suddenly sank, and she looked at Leng Yao with dark eyes, "I think you have been sitting in the position of president for a long time, and you have become more and more unruly. Do you talk to elders like this? You learned it in the past. Has etiquette been eaten by dogs?"

Since that dinner party, Leng Yao never went back to the old house, even their phone number was blacklisted for a time.

In the past, I still knew how to make a phone call every now and then, but now it completely disappeared without a word.

One wave after another of news broke out frequently, and the city was full of uproar. However, as parents, they can only get news about their son through the Internet and telephone. It is really ridiculous. If not, the old man stopped , she had already rushed over.

"Not only my etiquette has been eaten by dogs, but even my conscience has been eaten by dogs, do you believe it?"

Leng Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wu Jing, his cold eyes fell on her body, as if a knife had been stabbed in his body, which was unbearable.

"Leng Yao!!!"

Wu Jing stood up suddenly and slapped his desk, furious.

"You must have a sore throat for shouting so loudly!"

Leng Yao looked at her with a smile, and suddenly turned to look at Kong Zhiqian: "Why don't you hurry up and pour a glass of water for my mother to moisten your throat?"

"Me?" Kong Zhiqian pointed at herself in surprise.

"It's not you, could it be me?" Leng Yao looked displeased.

Kong Zhiqian's face was slightly stiff, she bit her lip slightly, looked at him with an aggrieved expression, and hesitated to speak.

Turn around and walk towards the drinking fountain on the other side.

Suddenly, Wu Jing grabbed her, "Qianqian, stand still!"

"Auntie?" Kong Zhiqian looked astonished.

Wu Jing smiled at her comfortingly, turned to look at Leng Yao, "You, go and pour me some water!"

"Then you...wait." A bright smile suddenly appeared on Leng Yao's stern face, like the sunshine in the spring breeze and March, slowly smoking the cigarette in his hand, without any intention of getting up, with bottomless eyes The depth of the light is full of frightening coldness, and it is not affected by Wu Jing's cold eyes at all.

Looking at the mother and son who were confronting each other, Kong Zhiqian sighed slightly, "Auntie, let me go!"

"No." Wu Jing's attitude was very firm, and she rejected her proposal without even thinking about it, "Leng Yao, go and pour me some water!"

Leng Yao's face suddenly turned cold, and Sen Han's sharp eyes swept towards Wu Jing like a knife, "I'm afraid you can't afford the water I poured."

"Just see if I can drink!" Wu Jing snorted coldly.

"Then don't regret it."

Leng Yao's deep black eyes burst out with coquettish light, making his handsome face extraordinarily unpredictable.

Wu Jing's heart trembled violently, and she stared at him, seeing that he seemed to be really going to pour water for her, so she quickly stopped him, "Forget it, I'm not thirsty."

"Hehe... just don't be thirsty."

Leng Yao smiled evilly, sat back on the chair, and looked at the two people in front of him lazily, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"When did you divorce Shen Ruohuan?"

Wu Jing didn't bother to argue with him any more, so she went straight to the topic and poured out the purpose of coming to him today.

When her son doesn't annoy him, he can say anything. Once he really annoys him, he will become renounced.

"I seem to have told you to stop meddling in my private affairs."

Leng Yao's face suddenly turned cold, and the hands hanging in front of him slowly bent, clenched into fists, and his cold voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell, which was as cold as the bones.

"You and Zhiqian's intimate videos have been posted on the Internet, and now her reputation has been ruined. If you don't marry her, who will marry her?" Wu Jing glanced at Kong Zhiqian beside her, seeing her nervous face, gently He patted her hand, signaling her to be at ease.

"Marry whoever you love, anyway, I won't marry."

Leng Yao sneered, Jun's face was full of sarcasm and mockery.

"I discussed it with your father. You must divorce Shen Ruohuan and welcome Zhiqian in." Wu Jing's tone was very firm.

"Are you sure you want to continue discussing this matter with me in front of her?"

Wu Jing was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Kong Zhiqian, who had a very ugly face, and gave Leng Yao a hard look, "Qianqian, I have something to say to Leng Yao alone, you go outside and wait for me for a while, okay? "

"Auntie, I..." Kong Zhiqian bit her lips hesitantly, "I know what you are going to talk about is related to me, I want to listen from the sidelines."

(End of this chapter)