Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 19

Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Mousse cursed in a low voice, but didn't dare to delay, grabbed his coat and ran out.

He got into his Audi R8 and turned the steering wheel desperately to rush to the company. Gao Feng, it was early in the morning, did he eat gunpowder?

Mousse pinched a little, but he was still late, and when he broke into the office, he was almost choked out.

"Boss, how many cigarettes have you smoked?" It wasn't a single night, so it wouldn't be such a strong pungent feeling. What's more, he closed the windows and drew the curtains, and the room was still a bit dark at this time.

Mousse turned on the light, went to open the curtains, opened the French windows again, and immediately felt refreshed. Looking back, he saw a cigarette in his hand, with an extremely depressed expression.

"Stimulated? What are you playing with melancholy?"

Mousse has been with Luo Chenyang since high school. Over the years, he has been his subordinate and best friend.

Luo Chenyang stared at the cigarette butt in his hand that was about to burn, finally sighed heavily, and flicked it into the trash can.

"I saw Gu Yanfei."

When he said this, his eyes were fixed on Mousse. Sure enough, as he expected, his teasing face suddenly became very exciting, like a cream cake, which was painted in several colors, and his mouth was opened into a big circle. Type O, which seems to be able to swallow an apple.

"Princess? Ah no, you, are you sure you're not sleepwalking?" He didn't sleep all night, so there shouldn't be any hallucinations, right?
But Rao guessed like this, and he was extremely shocked.

Why did the boss see her as soon as he returned to China?What an injustice!

"Have you ever seen me sleepwalking?" Luo Chenyang gave him a light look.

"Then, what are you going to do?" It's no wonder that he didn't show up last night, and he locked himself in the office and smoked all night, so he flew over early in the morning.

Indeed, a heavyweight bomb!
Luo Chenyang didn't answer him, but just looked at the street scene outside the window, which suddenly became a little distant.

……

It was the orientation meeting of the first year of high school. As the seniors of the third year of high school, they had to prepare a program.

Luo Chenyang had never bothered to participate, but he lost that bet and was forced to go on stage to sing a song, and the content of that bet, now that he thought about it, he felt that those people were so idle. . .

(End of this chapter)