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Chapter 942: There Are Always Enemies Who Are Hostile To Me (3)

Chu Ge said strangely, "Let me tell you, men nowadays like mature and sexy women, and someone as naive as you can't catch a man's heart at all. You'd better get out as soon as possible."

In a fit of anger, Chu Ge began to speak out.

Wen Yu wasn't angry either, just quietly watching her proudly raise her chin, as if the words "Mr. Li must be mine" were written all over her face to tell the world.

Wen Yu didn't change his face, "Oh, it seems that Miss Chu has a lot of experience in dating, so she must often dress up like this to please men."

"You!" Chu Ge heard Wen Yu's subtext this time. Wen Yu was anxious to see Li Mufeng, a little impatient, and his words were more explicit.

Chu Ge was about to go mad with anger. On the surface, this woman was quite simple, but she was sharp-tongued and sharp-mouthed. No wonder she was able to coax Mr. Li into marrying her with sweet words.

"Hehehe." Chu Ge laughed back angrily, and Wen Yu's skin got goosebumps when he laughed.

"Let's make a bet."

"What are you gambling?"

Cu Ge puffed out his chest, as if he was quite confident, "We bet on the day after tomorrow."

"the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow is May No. 20, which means 520, and also means I love you. Let's bet whoever can ask Mr. Li out on a date on this day will have the qualification to stand by Mr. Li's side."

Wen Yu glanced at Chu Ge with a strange expression, and Chu Ge continued to feel good about himself as if no one was around, "How is it? Do you dare?"

Wen Yu observed her face carefully, and then said cautiously, "It's not a matter of daring or not."

"What's the problem?"

"First," Wen Yu raised a finger, "I don't need to make this bet with you, I can still stand by his side and sleep by his side."

Pigeon's expression stinks.

"Second," Wen Yu raised his second finger, "Since the day after tomorrow is 520, what confidence do you have compared to my real girlfriend? You are sure to win against me."

The storage pigeon has a bad expression.

"Third," Wen Yu raised his third finger, "I forgot to tell you, Li Mufeng hates the smell of perfume the most, and when working in the company, he is not allowed to wear perfume with a strong fragrance. This is the company's express regulations. If Ms. Chu forgot that the legal department can show you a copy of the company regulations."

Chu Ge lowered his head and smelled his own scent. He didn't expect to be picked on by Wen Yu.

"Fourth," Wen Yu raised his hand and pressed the elevator door open button. Chu Ge's face, illuminated by the lights in the elevator, looked ugly like a ball, and he said with a half-smile, "Excuse me, Miss Chu, the financial report for this month has been revised." Yet?"

After that, regardless of Chu Ge's expression, Wen Yu turned around and entered the elevator.

The elevator had arrived a long time ago, and her patience was almost worn out just because the storage pigeon had been dragging her nerves here.

The moment the elevator door closed, Wen Yu could even see Chu Ge pointing at himself with a twisted expression: "You wait for me!"

Naturally, Wen Yu would not take such low-level cruel words to heart.

If you want to blame, you can only blame your boyfriend for being too good.

Wen Yu didn't care about this kind of non-player-controlled NPC that even Greenwell's IQ couldn't reach.

When Wen Yu reached the 26th floor, he saw through the frosted glass window that the lights in the president's office were still on.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I could vaguely hear some conversations, as if someone was talking on the phone.

Subconsciously, Wen Yu lightened his steps and walked slowly to the door of the office. Li Mufeng's low voice, which seemed to be deliberately suppressed, came from inside.

(End of this chapter)