Zhuang Ye kidnapped his wife Mi Ai

Chapter 82 Does What You Said Before Count?

Some pain can be told to everyone, but there is a kind of pain that can only be faced alone,? Hide it in the deepest and darkest place, and absolutely no one is allowed to break in.

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Looking up and seeing Guo Xiaoman standing at the door of his office, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Why are you here?" His tone was familiar.

The people following behind obviously felt the change in the president's mood, and they all looked at Guo Xiaoman curiously.

Someone recognized her as Guanghua Company, with such an original expression.

It turned out to be an old acquaintance, no wonder Mr. Zhuang finally decided on the project in a small company like Guanghua.

Although the project is well done, it is not a well-known company after all, and Zhuang's Group is one of the well-known companies in L City.

Guo Xiaoman glanced at Zhuang Weiren, and said calmly, "Lunch with you." Seeing that the people behind him looked at her and Zhuang Weiren ambiguously, he added, "I have something to ask you."

Everyone's eyes became more ambiguous.

Guo Xiaoman bit her lower lip lightly, with a feeling of getting darker and darker.

He didn't say anything at all, just stood there quietly.

The sunlight outside the glass window hit Guo Xiaoman's hair, and the brown curly hair was shining under the sunlight, very beautiful.

The woman has a white shirt on her upper body, light blue straight jeans, and a pair of white shoes with half-high heels on her feet, which are both elegant and intellectual.

No wonder Zhuang is always fascinated by this woman, even the old ones have a good feeling when they look at Guo Xiaoman.

"Is there nothing to do?" Zhuang Weiren glanced behind him and said displeased.

Everyone woke up with a layer of cold sweat on their backs. They actually stared at Mr. Zhuang's woman all the time. They were desperate.

After a while, Zhuang Weiren and Guo Xiaoman were the only ones running in the corridor.

Guo Xiaoman followed Zhuang Weiren into the office, and saw him rubbing his tired brows and pursing his lips.

Just as he was about to speak, his eyes narrowed when he saw the thermos bucket on his desk.

From Ji Xiaoqian?
This woman really didn't get too tired and panicked. After running around Zhuang's family and Ji's family, she didn't leave a single one behind.

Presumably this will act like a baby in front of Ji Hanlin.

Guo Xiaoman pinched his palms, reminding himself of the purpose of coming to Zhuang Weiren.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhuang Weiren asked while wearing a suit jacket.

Guo Xiaoman opened his hand lightly, "Just go to the house you took me and Fan Xing to last time."

"it is good."

The two walked to the restaurant. Zhuang Weiren wanted to sit in the hall, but someone grabbed his sleeves and looked down at the woman's head.

A small head, but filled with many weird ideas.

Even Zhuang Weiren, who has seen countless people, sometimes doesn't know what she is thinking.

"Let's go to the private room to eat." Guo Xiaoman whispered, as if he had made some kind of determination, his tone was tense and firm.

Zhuang Weiren glanced at the little hand holding his sleeve, "Okay." Then he grabbed the woman's hand.

I thought Guo Xiaoman would break free, but I didn't expect to obediently let him lead her to the private room.

This surprised Zhuang Weiren a little.

Going into the private room and sitting down, Guo Xiaoman struggled a bit, Zhuang Weiren let go of her, pushed the tablet in front of her, "Order."

Guo Xiaoman picked up the tablet, ordered a few dishes at random, and then placed the order.

Zhuang Weiren looked at Guo Xiaoman, who kept his head down after ordering, tapped his fingers on the table but startled Guo Xiaoman, and couldn't help laughing, "When did you become so timid?"

"I was just thinking about something just now." Guo Xiaoman took a sip of the clear water in front of him.

Zhuang Weiren raised his eyebrows, lit a cigarette, and looked at Guo Xiaoman through the smoke.

He always felt that something was wrong with this woman today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Guo Xiaoman knew that Zhuang Weiren was looking at her, bit his lower lip lightly, and looked up at him bravely, "Does what you said before still count?"

"Huh?" Zhuang Weiren didn't understand, "What are you talking about?"

"Be your bed partner." Guo Xiaoman said word by word, if he was timid before, but now he has nothing, facing the man's scrutiny eyes fearlessly.

Zhuang Weiren's fingers holding the cigarette shook, and even burned his fingers, but he didn't notice.

Isn't this woman unwilling all the time? How could she be willing now?
The image of the ecstasy at the hotel that night appeared unconsciously in his mind, his Adam's apple rolled, and he asked hoarsely, "Why?"

Guo Xiaoman didn't speak, stood up, walked in front of Zhuang Weiren, took off the cigarette on his finger, put it out in the ashtray, and sat directly on the man's lap.

Zhuang Weiren's whole body was stiff, and he even wondered if Guo Xiaoman was out of his mind. Two days ago, he slapped him because he touched her, but now he is so proactive?

A few question marks flashed in his mind, and before he could react, his gentle lips covered her.

Guo Xiaoman sat on Zhuang Weiren's lap, wrapped his arms around his neck, pushed his lips up, and gently closed his eyes.

Ji Hanlin's expression of pain and guilt was all in front of him, why would he feel pain and guilt?

Mother died because of giving birth to her back then, so what about him, where was he then?
Even... didn't know her existence.

Guo Xiaoman kissed harder and harder, even biting her.

Zhuang Weiren only froze for a few seconds, then changed from passive to active, pressing the woman into his arms, deepening the kiss.

"Ah... sorry..."

The waiter came in with the dishes, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he blushed and backed out.

The two who kissed like glue let go of each other panting lightly.

Guo Xiaoman looked at Zhuang Weiren with confused eyes, and asked softly, "You haven't answered me yet, does what you said before still count?"

"It counts." Zhuang Weiren licked his lips, and wanted to kiss Guo Xiaoman again, but she avoided him.

"I'm hungry."

Zhuang Weiren coughed uncomfortably, laughing to himself why he was as impatient as a young man with half-haired just now.

He rang the service bell under the table with his hand.

It's still the same waiter, but this time he has recovered his expression, and even put the dishes on the table as if nothing happened.

Even the waiters can be honored and humiliated, let alone Ji Hanlin.

After working in the business world for so many years, how much is there to treat my mother sincerely.

Guo Xiaoman was a little sad, how much wronged her mother suffered back then.

In this era, having children out of wedlock would be criticized, let alone that era.

"It's not that I'm hungry, why don't you eat?" Zhuang Weiren saw Guo Xiaoman sitting blankly, and put a chopstick of food into her bowl.

Guo Xiaoman glanced at Zhuang Weiren, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetable and put it in his mouth, but it tasted like chewing wax, and there was no taste at all.

Zhuang Weiren saw that Guo Xiaoman was not at all energetic, so he put down his chopsticks, "What happened to you today?"

"...No." Guo Xiaoman tried hard to swallow the food in his mouth.

"Is it related to Mr. Ji?"

Bang, the chopsticks in Guo Xiaoman's hand fell to the table, and he looked up at Zhuang Weiren in surprise.

(End of this chapter)