Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 114 Is This the Wife's Responsibility?
With a glance of ten thousand years, she is always the scenery in his eyes.

After returning to the bedroom, half an hour later, the man's mood seemed to have recovered. He glanced at her, "It's been a bit long."

"Yeah." She nodded, sitting in front of the dressing table, saw the bottle of contraceptive pills unexpectedly, she coldly parted the corners of her lips.

A man who never forgets to prepare contraceptive pills for her, and prepares the children's playground so well, she said that it is difficult to understand his thoughts, maybe the brain circuits of the two are not in the same space at all, no matter how much they rotate, they can't meet to one place.

Tong Junhao noticed a change in her face, obviously, she remembered the time before she had a fever, she forgot to take the contraceptive pill.

She turned her head and smiled at him, with a little apology, but more of a mockery, "What if I get pregnant?"

He started to frown, and didn't like Nan Jin's expression at the moment. He looked at her deeply and sighed, "If you are pregnant, give birth."

"No, I won't be pregnant," Nan Jin touched the lower abdomen, "I won't embarrass you."

After preparing so many contraceptives, how could she be happy to let her have a baby.

This was discovered by Nan Jin by accident. Apart from the bottle on her dressing table, there is a cabinet in his study that is dedicated to these contraceptives.

This afternoon, she went to his study to look for books, and accidentally knocked down a few books and scattered them on the ground. When she squatted on the ground to pick up the books, she found that there was a cabinet under the bookshelf, but it was not locked.

Through the gap, she saw the familiar white medicine bottle in the cabinet, no matter what she did, she never thought that Tong Junhao would prepare so many contraceptives in advance.

When she opened the cabinet with the last trace of doubt, Nan Jin's heart thumped, her eyes straightened, and she didn't know why her heart hurt at that moment.

Even if she didn't want to admit it anymore, this man was also her husband, but which husband would prepare a dozen bottles of contraceptive pills for his wife.

She raised her head, her heart was in a mess, she didn't know whether it was distressed or sad, she suddenly wanted to vent, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

In the end, she silently closed the cabinet, put the books back on the shelf, and walked out of the study without the strength.

this man...

Nan Jin curled her lips coldly, doing one thing in front of the other and another in the other's back. The so-called two-faced three-handed knife was played to the fullest by him. If she hadn't discovered it in time, she would have thought he was really angry about her taking the contraceptive pill.

She clenched her fist, wanting to punch him in the face and smash the mask on his face.

Tong Junhao completely lost his patience. From the moment she moved into Xiayuan, he said that if she wanted to read a book, she could go to his study to find it. So, how could he have thought that the contraceptive pill he put away would be seen by Nan Jin.

Get out of bed, hug her to bed, and scolded in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

After Nan Jin sent Tong Junhao away the next day, she went straight into the piano room.

She felt very awkward in her heart, unspeakably awkward, but she didn't quite understand where the crux was, so the piano sound didn't stop all morning.

Nan Jin is good at finding answers in the sound of the piano, and it also includes thinking about problems. After thinking all morning, Nan Jin still hasn't solved this problem.

She withdrew her hands numbly, becoming more and more irritable.

When I went downstairs, I heard the servant said that Tong Junhao would not come back for dinner today. Nan Jin didn't say anything, but she couldn't help sneering in her heart, "Look, look, this kind of thing will happen more and more in the future.

When she realized what she was thinking, she slammed down her chopsticks and pushed the bowl forward, "I'm done."

Butler Li looked at the barely touched food on the table, hesitant to speak.

In less than half an hour, this incident reached Tong Junhao's ears. He really wanted to connect Nan Jin's lack of food with him, but after much deliberation, Tong Junhao didn't think Nan Jin would be upset about him.

At that time, he was having dinner with a client, and he gave Xin Ten a wink, and he said something, went to the bathroom, got up and left the table.

"Why don't you eat?" Tong Junhao called Nan Jin's mobile phone, to be precise, it was not a mobile phone, but a specially customized mobile phone. Only Tong Junhao's number was placed on Nan Jin's bedside.

Nan Jin stared at the ceiling in a daze, and said in a low voice, "I'm not hungry."

not hungry?
Tong Junhao looked at himself in the mirror and frowned, "I'm very hungry, why don't you come and eat with me?"

"Why did I go there?" The ghost knows where you are fooling around!
Now Tong Junhao was sure that Nan Jin's anger really seemed to have something to do with him.

"I am busy with our future life, as a wife, shouldn't you be considerate of me?"

Nan Jin heard her voice suddenly turn cold, "Is this the wife's duty?"

"Hibiscus!" Tong Junhao's voice was a little displeased.

"I'm not going!" Nan Jin hung up the phone after finishing speaking, her heart was filled with anger, and she didn't know where it came from.

Tong Junhao looked at the phone inexplicably, and became more and more bewildered.

This situation lasted until the fourth day when the door of the president's office was knocked open. This time it was Du Lerong who came, and now she is the general manager of the public relations department.

Anyone who has been with Du Lerong knows her skills. In the past, everyone thought that such skills were under Tong Junhao's care, until she was dropped to the public relations department and started as a small minister.

Apart from the discomfort at the beginning, Du Lerong was undoubtedly the fastest rising person in Huateng's public relations department over the years. In just a month or so, he became the general manager of the public relations department. At the same time, he regained the hearts of the public relations department.

While the whole company was shocked, they deeply saw the ability and skills of this woman.

However, in addition to admiration, more employees began to discuss, such Du Lerong can PK off an unknown number of Nan Jin, is the tug-of-war between the main room and the mistress about to start?
Regarding this war without gunpowder smoke, many people began to bet and leave.

I don't know how many people turned their attention to the top floor, and everyone knew that their president's wife hadn't been here for a long time.

"Is something wrong?"

"Hao, you are still so concise." Du Lerong pulled the chair in front of Tong Junhao and sat down, glanced at his empty cup of coffee, "I don't know if I've been away for so long, do you miss my coffee?"

"No." Tong Junhao didn't lift his head.

"..." It was really heartless.

But who is Du Lerong, who has wandered in the society for many years and can find a way for herself in due course.

She suddenly saw a pen in Tong Junhao's pen holder, which looked like a woman's pen, no, maybe it should not be a woman, it might be a girl's pen.

She couldn't help reaching out, "This pen..."

"Put it down!" Before touching it, Tong Junhao's stern voice came.

Du Lerong's wrist trembled and she was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)