his spring breeze

Chapter 33 Little shrew.

"..."

Jiang Chunhe listened to Shen Chaosheng's words obsessively for the first time.

She continued to rub his face and looked at him out of the corner of her eyes. For some reason, she felt that even if this man had a little injury on his face, it would not affect his appearance.

It is the kind of good-looking at a glance, and it is enduring.

……

When Jiang Chunhe was sleepy, it was no shame.

Shen Chaosheng left Jiang Chunhe's room and went into the study again.

He works late.

The next day.

The relief of "Songhe Yannian" has been completed. The next day, Shen Chaosheng personally handed it over to the company's vice president, and ordered him to complete the final product.

The vice president took the heavy relief, his eyes flickered a few times.

"Mr. Shen, this is what was shown at the finale of the press conference. It's not good to entrust such an important thing to me."

"You are the vice president of the company. If it's not right for you, who else can I trust? Huh?"

The word trust, each has its own thoughts.

The vice president nodded and went to work soon.

Shen Chaosheng entered the meeting room.

The small conference room was full of seats, the light of the projector in front flickered on and off, and the light spots fell on the table.

Shen Chaosheng stayed up late last night, his face was a little haggard, a small circle of black shadows appeared under the fluttering of his long eyelashes, his left hand rested on the table and tapped lightly on the table, making a "dud-duk" sound when they collided.

"Mr. Shen, do you want to take a break before the meeting?" the secretary asked with concern.

Because he saw that Shen Chaosheng's cheek was still bruised, as if he had been beaten.

"No. You connect my computer, there are some exhibits of the press conference, I will show you."

"Alright Mr. Shen."

The secretary complied.

The moment I just connected to the computer, a WeChat voice message suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

The secretary wanted to close it, but unexpectedly his hands trembled, and the single click turned into a double click——

"Shen Chao gave birth to you bastard! Why don't you always reply to my WeChat?"

As this voice resounded in the lobby of the office, all the employees present were stunned.

All eyes were focused on the voice note on the screen:

"Little shrew."

A slightly doting, but also ambiguous note.

Who is this little vixen?But no one knows.

On the other hand, Shen Chaosheng only had a second of astonishment on his handsome and handsome face. He ordered his secretary to turn off the computer, stood up and smiled apologetically at the employees present.

"Everyone, wait for me for 3 minutes."

After saying this, he strode out of the office.

When he entered the office, his cell phone rang. Jiang Chunhe called him.

This was the first time Jiang Chunhe took the initiative to call Shen Chaosheng, so the man who answered the phone couldn't help being in a good mood.

"lady."

"You shameless bastard, tell me to hang up again!"

"Okay, let's not bother you anymore, can you find me if you have something to do?"

"Nonsense! Why don't you reply to my WeChat every time?"

"I was busy just now, I didn't see it."

"Let's talk about something." Shen Chaosheng leaned on the desk, stroking the paper in his hand, as if he was stroking Jiang Chunhe's cheek.

"The day after tomorrow, our school celebrates, and I want to perform, so I don't want to live at your place these two nights. It's too troublesome to run back and forth."

"Only for one day."

This is Shen Chaosheng's compromise and concession.

"Can't it take two days?"

"One day." He didn't dare to comment, his voice was obviously very soft, but he just didn't discuss it with her.

Jiang Chunhe pouted, "Okay then, I won't go back today, I'll go to your place tomorrow night."

"Is there anything else to say?"

"..." Jiang Chunhe was silent for a few seconds.

In the end, he simply said: No more!

"Angry?"

"Why am I angry? Why should I be angry about such a trivial matter!"

"I always feel like you still have something to say to me."

(End of this chapter)