CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Wang Meina knows that if she continues to walk with her fresh meat boyfriend, it will be a deep pit.

She didn't want to take charge of it any more. She was implicated at the bottom of the pit.

However, seeing that group of people beat her beloved boyfriend with sticks, she couldn't stand it and didn't care about anything. She just wanted to take money, repay debts and redeem people.

"Mr. Leng, as I have been in the company for so many years and have made so many contributions to the company, would you please help me? I will remember your kindness all my life." Wang Meina cried and begged.

"If you had known today, why should you have known at the beginning? How can you knowingly commit a crime? " Shen Qingqing didn't understand it. It was like this.

Leng Shaoheng saw Wang Meina's face and frowned. He didn't like people talking to him like that.

It's clearly Wang Meina who asks for his help, but with a bit of coercion, it seems that if she doesn't lend her money, it's just that she doesn't sympathize with the employees and is not good to them.

"I'll lend you the money."

Leng Shaoheng pondered for a few seconds, his tone was cold, his eyes were heavy on Wang Meina's head, and he said word by word.

"But you have to tell me what your money is for. How can you not have money? And the real reason for plagiarism, is there someone behind it

"This..." Wang Meina's face was embarrassed, her eyes dodged, she was silent, and she even stopped crying.

"At this time, do you want to keep it from me?" Shen Qingqing's voice slightly raised, "if you continue to hide from us, we will not lend you the money. After all, it's your mistake. You should bear the consequences of the mistake alone."

Wang Meina took a look at Shen Qingqing, then at Leng Shaoheng, and bit her teeth.

"I lend you and help you. It's love, not duty. You're a smart man. You should understand this." Cold Shaoheng thin lips light vomit, slowly said.

Wang Meina knows Leng Shaoheng's temper, but he breaks the casserole to ask in the end, the more she can't say.

If she did, her fleshy little boyfriend would be ripped.

"He said Leng Shaoheng's tone was suddenly cold, and the overwhelming cold air pressure pressed toward Wang Meina.

"My son is ill. He was treated abroad and spent all my savings. I..." Wang Meina gritted her teeth and made up an excuse.

His son is healthy. He is 12 years old and in junior high school. But at this time, we must make up a reasonable excuse to deceive Leng Shaoheng.

"I sold my house and gave him treatment. Because I was worried about his health, I didn't have the heart to complete the design, so I had to do something wrong. I'm sorry." Wang Meina burst into tears, her eyes were red, and she raised her hand to wipe her tears.

"What's wrong with the child?" Leng Shaoheng asked, unexpectedly spent all of Wang Meina's savings, even to the point of selling a house?

"Congenital heart disease, he inherited his father, his father is That's why he died. " Wang Meina was in agony.

Seeing her crying like this, Shen Qingqing took out some paper towels and handed them to Wang Meina. When she heard that her child was ill, she was also distressed.

And it's a congenital heart disease. If it can't be cured, it can only be controlled.

If you can't control it, you'll die.

Shen Qingqing understood the feeling that the child was critically ill.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqing couldn't help feeling sad. A layer of water mist appeared in her eyes, and she thought of ink.

As a mother, the feeling of powerlessness, too torture, will go crazy.