Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 86 Let Me Filter Your Calls

Nan Jin was eating with Tong Junhao on the top floor, but she didn't know that the time between Huateng Group's lunches had become a gossip time for her and Tong Junhao. Because Tong Junhao answered the phone just now, almost everyone knew that the president's wife made a loving lunch Come to deliver food to Tong Junhao.

Once the incident got out, I don't know how many others were envious.

There are men and women. What men envy is that their CEO can marry a woman who is both beautiful and talented. What's more, in today's society, especially in the upper class, there are fewer and fewer women who can cook for their husbands. up.

And women, with envy and hatred, how can a woman be so perfect?He needs to have a good face, a good figure, and I heard that he is a piano master. In time, he will gain a firm foothold in the music industry, and at the same time, he can enjoy the favor of Mr. President.

God knows, how enviable and hateful such a woman is!

After more than half a month, Nan Jin didn't see Du Lerong on the top floor, and she didn't say anything to Tong Junhao who didn't take the initiative to withdraw the punishment for Du Lerong.

I thought life would continue to be so peaceful, but Nan Jin never thought that if she didn't take the initiative to find trouble, the trouble would take the initiative to find her.

Just after eating and sitting in the piano room, Nan Jin's cell phone rang.

Nan Jin looked down at the jumping numbers on the screen, a string of unfamiliar numbers flashed back and forth, she frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?" The slender arms propped up on both sides of her body, looked at Nan Jin from the bottom up, saw the number on the phone unexpectedly, frowned, took the phone from Nan Jin, and pressed it neatly Press the hang up button.

"Tong Junhao, you..."

"There is no need to answer this call in the future."

"Do you need to filter it when I answer the phone?"

"If I have to, I will." Like those messed up phone calls from men.

Nan Jin: "Overbearing!"

"It's not normal for a man not to be overbearing with his wife."

"..." Do you want to be so grandiose?I'd rather you be domineering to Tong Xiaowu.

Having said that, in the final analysis, it was just a strange call, and Nanjing didn't want to bother with Tong Junhao.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the dispute between the two ended, the mobile phone placed on the piano case rang again persistently.

Nan Jin looked at Tong Junhao with interest, "What? Don't you want to pick it up this time?"

Responding to her was Tong Junhao who quickly picked up the mobile phone placed on the piano case, full of air: "Say!"

After a moment of silence, Nan Jin suddenly jumped up from the piano bench, "Hey, Tong Junhao, you are really answering my phone indiscriminately!"

Anger mixed with a little anger was clearly transmitted to the other end of the phone through the phone.

The other party obviously didn't expect it to be Tong Junhao, and he was a little stumped for a while, "Hao..."

"Why did you call her?" Pushing her back on the piano bench, Tong Junhao turned his back to Nan Jin, and unconsciously lowered his voice.

"I..." After making two promises, I finally mustered up the courage, "Hao, I made Ms. Nan very unhappy a few days ago, so I want to treat Ms. Nan to a meal as an apology."

"No need." Tong Junhao pursed his lips and refused coldly.

"Tong Junhao, who is it?" Nan Jin pulled Tong Junhao's arm and poked her head out from his waist.

Rubbing her long hair, Tong Junhao didn't look at her, but said coldly to the other end of the phone: "You just need to do your job well."

Hanging up the phone neatly, and putting the phone back on the piano case, Nan Jin was dumbfounded, who was calling, and Tong Junhao resolved it with a thunderbolt.

"Let's practice the piano, and don't worry about other trivial matters." Rubbing the top of her hair, Tong Junhao untied her hair tie, her long, smooth hair spread out, and the big curls were scattered behind her, soft like seaweed.

This kind of Nanjin always has a very soft temperament, Tong Junhao likes it very much.

Helplessly glanced at him, Nan Jin pursed her mouth, and was about to comb her hair again when Tong Junhao stopped her, "It looks so pretty."

"..." She glanced at him sideways, "Actually, you can wear a similar wig." There are some things that you won't envy others if you have them.

"Naughty."

"..."

Nan Jin would never have thought that the phone call was from Du Lerong, nor did she seriously think about what Tong Junhao said.

I saw Du Lerong again on the day of the competition. Tong Junhao sent Nan Jinru to the venue. He happened to meet Du Lerong, or Du Lerong who had been waiting there for a long time. She was holding a can of soup in her hand and wearing five centimeter high heels. He had been standing there for so long that when he saw them walking towards them, his body swayed and he almost fell down.

Nan Jin was wearing a decent little skirt, almost subconsciously ran two steps forward to support her, and then turned around to see Tong Junhao still following her unhurriedly.

She thought, maybe Du Lerong hoped that the person who caught her was Tong Junhao.

Letting go of her hands embarrassingly, Nan Jin took a step back to live in peace with the woman who coveted her husband?She is not that magnanimous yet, whether she likes Tong Junhao or not, and how her relationship with Tong Junhao is, doesn't affect her prohibiting other women from coveting Tong Junhao.

Compared with Nanjin's formal attire today, Tong Junhao's attire is very casual. Brown trousers are paired with a linen shirt, and one hand is inserted in the belt. Even if he just stands there, he looks like a luminous body. how many people.

Yes, excluding hibiscus.

"Miss Nan, I... I'm sorry, I was confused some time ago, and I did too much to hurt you, so I apologize to you, this is the soup I made myself, of course, if you don't like it, you don't have to drink it. "

When the old god Nanjin was preparing to watch a good show, Du Lerong gave up on Tong Junhao and walked towards her, God!She screamed in her heart, and looked at the sky subconsciously. The sky was clear today. If she hadn't had eyes and senses, she would have thought it was raining red today.

Smiling slightly, she looked back at Tong Junhao, the man frowned, looking at Du Lerong with displeasure.

What does it mean?
She doesn't want to take this soup, whether she treats a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart, or she wants to give Du Lerong a blow, who knows if there is any medicine in this soup.

However, Tong Junhao attracted so many people in just a few seconds, and someone would definitely recognize him within a few minutes, but if people know her relationship with Tong Junhao and Du Lerong, or even let people know that she doesn't accept Du Lerong's soup because of this , Tong Junhao's face...

"Drink if you want, don't force yourself if you don't want to." The man beside him said lightly.

In the end, Nan Jin still took over the thermos from Du Lerong's hand. There was still more than an hour before the start of the game. Therefore, a group of two people was successfully upgraded to a group of three people, and they entered the team that Assistant Xin had arranged for them long ago. lounge.

(End of this chapter)