Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 172

"What? Didn't you think Junhao was looking for you?"

"No, he won't look for me." When Du Lerong said this, there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. She didn't want to lose face in front of Nan Jin, so she helped her forehead with a little irritability, "If he has something to do, he will ask Secretary Yang to give it to me directly." Send the order, tell me, what do you want from me?"

Although it was embarrassing, Du Lerong also said it very proudly, she held her head up, as if what she was talking about was someone else's business.

Since she was transferred, it was beyond Tong Junhao's expectation to climb up to the position of head of the public relations department so quickly, but even so, he didn't say anything to her in particular, even with work, if she didn't come up to him, he would They will ask Secretary Yang or Xin Te to help him.

Nan Jin couldn't turn the corner for a moment, Tong Junhao was keeping a distance from other women?
For no reason, I feel a little better.

"That's really sympathetic to you. You have lost the chance to see beautiful men." She took out today's newspaper from her bag and threw it in front of Du Lerong. "I'll give you a chance to tell me the truth."

Du Lerong casually opened the newspaper and looked at it, then casually threw it on the table, "This kind of thing happens every day, so why do you care? Or did you just know it for the first time?"

Without waiting for Nan Jin to speak, he snorted coldly and looked at her sarcastically, "It must be the latter, I know you don't care about Hao so much, return your husband? Do you know how to be a wife?"

Nan Jin knew that what she said was the truth. Every day in the Economic Times, some company was about to go bankrupt, and which company's stock price limit had risen. However, she cared about these two men.

"But it's about..."

"It's related to Hao and Duanmu Chengyue, right?" Du Lerong explained what Nan Jin was thinking, and then snorted unconvinced, "I said Mrs. Tong, do you really know who your husband is? Do you think you Is it really okay to make your husband jealous?"

"Uh..." Nan Jin was taken aback, as if she didn't expect her to say it so directly, even mercilessly, but it was a fact, and she had no way to refute her.

She lowered her head and rubbed her hands, "But you let me not worry that I really can't do it."

"I really sympathize with your husband, hmph, if you don't want it, give up quickly, don't occupy the latrine and don't shit."

Du Lerong left this sentence and left without explaining a word. Nan Jin sat on the sofa for a while, then got up and left the company.

She was in a bad mood and wanted to go out for a walk, but for some reason these days, Yuan Zi'an had lost contact with her a lot, so she decided to go and see Yuan Zi'an.

After dialing Yuan Zi'an's number, the two made an appointment to have lunch together. Nan Jin was a little sad when she hung up the phone. Ms. Yuan didn't know if her aunt had arrived, she seemed very unhappy.

Slowly driving the car to the restaurant that the two had made an appointment for dinner, Nan Jin was still struggling with the matter of Tong Junhao and Duanmu Chengyue in her mind, unexpectedly, as soon as she walked into the restaurant, she looked up and saw Duanmu Chengyue not far away .

He was eating with Qiao Jiaxin, she hurriedly looked away, wondering if it was too late to change restaurants.

She grabbed the phone and wanted to call Yuan Zi'an before Duanmu Chengyue found out, but just as she grabbed the phone, someone pinned her hand.

When she looked up, it was Duanmu Chengyue.

He casually pulled out the chair and sat down opposite her, still with a warm smile on his face, Nan Jin subconsciously went to look at Qiao Jiaxin.

Was thrown aside majestically by her fiancé, didn't she respond?

Nan Jin was really disappointed, Qiao Jiaxin still sat on her seat and ate without changing his expression, as if Duanmu Chengyue was just a passerby to her.

She frowned, then looked at Duanmu Chengyue who was gentle towards her, what kind of unmarried couple this is.

She frowned, "Chengyue..."

"I thought Jin'er wasn't going to talk to me anymore." Duanmu Chengyue smiled, and stretched out his hand to pinch her face, but Nan Jin subconsciously hid, his hand stretched out there awkwardly.

Immediately, Nan Jin felt a little embarrassed, but this was just a subconscious reflection of her body.

"No, how could that be?" She smiled, lowering her head as if studying the menu.

Ever since she knew that Duan Mukang wanted to kill her to prevent her from being with him, Nan Jin had always had a thorn in her heart. After all, she still wanted to ask herself if he knew that his father wanted to kill her she?
On the day of her wedding, she was snatched away by Tong Junhao. Did he ever think about saving her?

Looking at her, Duanmu Chengyue felt that this kind of Nan Jin was a little strange. In the past, she only had him in her eyes, and whenever she sat with him like this now, she would never look at him more.

"Isn't it? Jin'er, you've heard about this time, right? Tong Junhao and I are bound to compete, so who will you choose then?"

Duanmu Chengyue took the menu in her hand and asked seriously.

Nan Jin didn't understand the cause and development of the matter at first, and Nan Jin's head was still growing. Hearing his words, his complexion became even worse.

"Chengyue, what happened this time?"

"Hmph, didn't Tong Junhao tell you? Yes, how could he tell you?" Duanmu Chengyue suddenly said coldly, full of sarcasm.

Nan Jin frowned, hearing such words from Duanmu Chengyue, who was always as gentle as jade, made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Chengyue, you are not at all like you used to be."

Duanmu Chengyue was startled, then smiled suddenly, shook her head, and held her hand uncontrollably, "Jin'er, you said that I am not like the original me, but how can you be the original you? But I am still me, you are no longer you, no longer the Nan Jin who loves me."

"……"is that so?She smiled in her heart. Time is a ruthless pig-killing knife. Under the carving of this knife, no one knows what someone will become. change?

"Jin'er, no matter who wins or loses this time, you are destined to choose between me and Tong Junhao. I will not let you go." His gaze became firmer, but Nan Jin's eyes became even more unfamiliar some.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to think about these trifles. After a long time, she said calmly: "Chengyue, job competition is a matter between you men. No matter what the result is, my husband is Tong Junhao and this will not change. "

Such a result was so unexpected that Duanmu Chengyue was speechless for a moment.

Nan Jinshi stood up calmly, "I'll go to the bathroom, you can do whatever you want."

Just when she was about to move, she didn't expect him to grab her arm with such force that she couldn't move, "Nan Jin!"

Nan Jin looked at him without moving, waiting for him to continue.

"Jin'er, what do you mean? Did you just identify Tong Junhao?"

His breath was not stable, but he still suppressed his anger and kept from yelling, but only he knew how sad he felt when he heard Nan Jin say these words.

(End of this chapter)