Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 361 Then you have to be optimistic about your man!

What shocked him was that he didn't expect that Sister Mo's boyfriend was actually the president of the Leng Group. The reason why he felt it was justifiable was because Qiao Yimo was so good, and the person she was looking for must not be bad.

Facing Han Meng's question, Qiao Yimo just nodded slightly and said yes.

Leng Juan wrapped Qiao Yimo's slender waist with his left hand, his voice was light, his phoenix eyes looked down at Qiao Yimo, "Is this your friend?"

"Hmm." A cold and indifferent voice sounded.

"Hello, I'm Yimo's man." The expression on Leng Juan's face was very light, he tried his best to control his facial expression, he didn't want to leave a bad influence on this group of people, and thus affect Qiao Yimo's friendship.

Han Meng froze for a few seconds, then shook hands with Leng Juan, "I am, I am Yimo's friend, and my name is Han Meng."

Han Meng was a little at a loss, and after holding it for a long time, she didn't realize that her hand hadn't been taken away.

Yu Changze on the side frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, not knowing what he was thinking about.

After a while, he slowly said, "My name is Yu Changze."

After both of them had finished their introductions, Leng Juan pulled away his hand and let out an expressionless "hmm".

Han Meng looked at her empty hand, her face froze.

What a shame! ! !

She actually held Yimo's boyfriend's hand and wouldn't let go!
She swears, she definitely didn't do it on purpose.

"Yimo, Yu Changze and I will take a step ahead, so we won't bother you!" Han Meng was ashamed and annoyed, and wanted to find a hole to sneak into Qiao.

"Okay." Qiao Yimo bent her lips, with a smile in her words, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

And Han Meng took Yu Changze's hand and walked all the way to the corridor of the box.

She patted her chest and said in shock, "I never thought that Yimo's boyfriend would be from the Leng family."

It was simply incredible, and this man, she had only seen it in newspapers.

Speaking of who is the number one person in power in Asia, although she doesn't know what the specific position is, the number one must be awesome anyway.

But Yimo can draw, race cars, and is the top scorer in the national college entrance examination.

Anyway, it's a good match.

Han Meng is even very happy that Qiao Yimo has found her own happiness.

Just when Han Meng was thinking about these things, a cold voice of resentment sounded.

"You just shook hands with that man for a long time."

Hearing this, Han Meng was stunned, she raised her eyes to look at Yu Changze, her eyes were very puzzled?

This... he has noticed.

Han Meng pouted and blushed, "I didn't feel it, it wasn't on purpose!"

"Really?" Yu Changze raised his eyebrows, and when she was unprepared, he tightly grasped Han Meng's little hand, "You didn't take the initiative to hold hands with me."

Hearing this, Han Meng lowered her head, even her ears were red.

Her heart was pounding, and she hesitated, saying: "It's very, very late, let's go home first."

The corner of Yu Changze's mouth curled up, and he gave a low laugh, then pulled Han Meng around the corridor, and stopped in the empty stairwell.
On the other side, the box at this time.

Leng Juan frowned, picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped his hands, the breath around him was very cold.

Qiao Yimo squinted her eyes, and couldn't help but smile, "Since you don't like being touched by others, why do you still shake hands?"

This man is more or less clean, so that he feels somewhat uncomfortable being shaken by strangers.

"For you."

He pretended to be very easy to get along with, in order to make it easy for her to get along with her friends.

What an embarrassing scene it would be if he just threw off her friend's hand hastily.

After saying that, Qiao Yimo retracted her eyes, tugged at the man's clothes, feeling a little better, "Go home."

"it is good."

Leng Juan's big hand wrapped Qiao Yimo's small hand, and they walked out together.

When passing by the corridor, Qiao Yimo suddenly heard Han Meng's voice, very soft.

Then, another suspicious gasp was heard.

Qiao Yimo bent her lips, and instead of walking over, she directly took Leng Juan's hand to take the elevator.

When the two went downstairs, there was a sudden discussion at the front desk.

"Fuck, it's that man, he's come down."

"Damn, you really didn't lie to me, you are really handsome!"

"To be honest, I want him to be the father of the child!"

"I really want to go up and ask for his cell phone number!"

"Come on, don't be cowardly!"

Suddenly, the discussion among several people stopped abruptly.

Because, they saw a woman walking down behind the man.

The two of them were still holding hands, walking in tandem.

"Damn it, that girl is so beautiful!"

"Ah, that woman looks very familiar! I don't know where I've seen it!!"

"A talented man and a beautiful woman, it seems that I have no hope."

"My heart is dying!!!"

Qiao Yimo lazily walked out of the restaurant, saw a car parked by the side of the road, got into it, and closed the door casually.

After getting into the car, Qiao Yimo realized that Bo Hua had also followed.

It was embarrassing for him to wait here for so long.

Bo Hua glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "Master Tired, where are you going?"

The cold and tired silhouette appeared deeper in the night, and the voice was very light, "Go back to the cold house."

In the car.

Qiao Yimo leaned her head against the car window, took out her phone and played for a while.

However, for some reason, the head that was leaning against the car window was suddenly pressed against the chest by the man.

There was a bit of a smile in his voice, "Momo, rest in my arms."

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on his slightly open shirt, and there were still some red marks on Mai Mai's skin.

That's what she left yesterday.

Because of this, she thought of the scream of the little girl at the front desk just now, and instantly felt uncomfortable.

It was all seen by others.
She raised her brows and eyes, and her voice was extremely cold, "Isn't the button fastened, so I keep it to hook up with other little girls?"

Leng Juan: "."Hooking up with other little girls?

This sentence sounds so jealous.

In other words, he could smell it.
Leng Juan couldn't help laughing, his voice was low and magnetic, and he whispered softly in her ear: "Then you help me fasten it?"

Qiao Yimo turned her head and remained silent.

After a long time, she looked at Leng Juan again, and stretched out her small hand to help the man fasten the buttons one by one.

Looking at the flat neckline, she seemed to have a more serious and abstinent feeling, but it was still attractive and attractive.

Tsk tsk tsk, no matter how you dress up, you still look good, people are more popular than others!

Leng Juan looked at Qiao Yimo's stunned eyes, and couldn't help joking: "Are you dumbfounded? Is it good-looking?"

"Tsk, no wonder!" Qiao Yimo's mouth was sinister and charming, "I'll just say it. The man I like is definitely not bad."

Leng Juan didn't expect her to say that, and she didn't expect her possessiveness to be so strong, so he stretched out and lifted her chin, "Then you have to keep an eye on your man."

He whispered in her ear, and the heat sprinkled on her fair neck.

Qiao Yimo's eyes softened a bit, and her little hands couldn't help but grasp the hem of the skirt
(End of this chapter)