The boss is not tired of pampering his wife

Chapter 122 Selling Misery and Selling Sympathy

After the shock and panic, Pei Yumeng quickly reacted, and she looked up again with tears in her eyes, "Zian, I only found out after I came..."

There were tears in her eyes, her voice was choked up, and she looked completely forced.

Song Zian felt distressed, "What happened? Who is the man who forced you? I'll go find him now..."

Pei Yumeng just wanted to coax him to leave quickly, and then stepped forward to hug him, crying and said: "Zian, you can't beat him, I can't put you in danger, you have a bright future, you can't ruin it because of me." ..."

She emphasized the last few words, and she didn't know how long it would take to call Mr. Chen. No matter what, she had to quickly persuade Song Zian to leave, and never let him meet Mr. Chen!
Song Zian's body froze, Pei Yumeng's words reached his heart, he has not fully inherited Song's department store now, he needs to be careful in all aspects of his actions, and rashly offend someone with a stronger background than him Is the most worthless.

After all, with so many people in the family staring at him, he must not make a single mistake.

Just when he was hesitating, Pei Yumeng raised her foot and kissed him on the mouth, and comforted him with a sad face: "Zian, the only person I love in my heart will always be you, and only you can bring my heart to me." And physical happiness and comfort, but I can't hurt you! You are at a critical time now, if I don't have it, I would like to help you."

She said it so affectionately that she almost raised her hand to swear a poisonous oath.

Song Zian was so tickled by her first half, but what she said afterward was like a pot of cold water pouring down on him, instantly waking him up.

No matter how delicious the woman in front of him is, it is not as important as his career. As long as he is firmly established as the heir of Song's department store, what kind of woman is not for him to choose?
Thinking of this, he was suddenly enlightened, wishing to grow four legs and leave here quickly, "Then I'm leaving."

Pei Yumeng had a look of reluctance and awe-inspiring righteousness.

Little did they know that this scene had already been captured by the pinhole camera on the corridor, and Pei Yumeng, who had always been calculating others, was also caught this time.

After seeing Song Zian walking away, Pei Yumeng took a deep breath. Fortunately, she reacted quickly. If Song Zian and Mr. Chen met, then all the painstaking efforts she had made would be ruined.

As soon as she closed the door, Mr. Chen's voice came from behind, "Who is outside?"

Pei Yumeng said without blushing, "I thought it was the housekeeper who brought champagne, but when I opened the door, I didn't see anyone."

Mr. Chen immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number in displeasure, "What's going on? A bottle of champagne hasn't arrived yet?"

The other party repeatedly compensated, saying that the waiter was already on his way.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Chen couldn't wait to press Pei Yumeng to come again. Just when they were in high spirits, there was a rapid doorbell ringing outside the door.

Just like a reminder.

Mr. Chen cursed in a low voice, took a bath towel around his waist, and went to open the door cursing.

As soon as the door opened, he was frightened out of his wits by the people standing outside, followed by a slap in the face, "Bastard! Are you addicted to playing outside behind your mother's back? Every day, you say that you are in a hotel to satisfy you when you are on a business trip." The second child?"

Mrs. Chen Liu Yuxia is a well-known shrew in the circle. Most of Mr. Chen's achievements today are due to the influence of Mrs. Liu's family, so he is very jealous of her, and always secretly plays outside behind her back. Let her get a handle on it.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yuxia came here directly this time.

Chen Maolin suddenly broke out in cold sweat, "Why are you here? Let's go home if we have something to say..."

(End of this chapter)