CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"Where are you going? Shaoheng Charlotte see cold Shaoheng up to go, some flustered asked.

Leng Shaoheng didn't answer, and he didn't need to.

This time, Charlotte was really flustered and said, "where are you going? Are you going to find Shen Qingqing again? "

Cold Shaoheng steps a meal, cold voice way: "have nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me." Charlotte stood up to catch up, "I'm your fiancee, why do you always help another woman?"

Leng Shaoheng stopped and said to Charlotte, "do I agree?"

Charlotte was frightened by the light of Leng Shaoheng's eyes, but she still said, "but Uncle Leng agreed, you..."

"Oh." Leng Shaoheng chuckled and walked out with his long legs.

"Leng Shaoheng." Charlotte behind the hard cry, "Shen Qingqing is not with you, never."

Leng Shaoheng's heart ached, but he didn't stop.

Xia Luoxi said with a smile: "that time I met Shen Qingqing, she said that she would not pester you."

The inner pain is more and more big, Leng Shaoheng can't help but put his hand over his chest.

Seeing Leng Shaoheng's action, Charlotte said, "you can't believe it, but what I said is true."

Voice just fell, the door of the study changed by cold Shaoheng ruthlessly closed, issued a huge voice.

Hiding in his bedroom, he heard the voice, which made his small body shiver and his lips pursed slightly.

Leng Shaoheng covers his chest, where the pain makes him gasp. He thinks about all kinds of things carefully and doesn't want to admit it. But Shen Qingqing still thinks that he really doesn't care about him.

Not close to call him less constant, do not give her flowers, do not give him breakfast.

Now he knew that the word "Shaoheng" from Shen Qingqing was so beautiful.

Shen Qingqing comes to Jiang Fengming's office. At this time, Jiang Fengming is the only one left in the office. Shen Qingqing is inexplicably nervous.

"Mr. Jiang, can I help you?" Shen Qingqing asked.

Jiang Fengming leaned on the back of his chair and said, "if it's OK, I can't find you?"

Shen Qingqing shook her head and said, "no, if Jiang Zong is really OK, I'll go down to work. Enron, she can't be busy by herself."

"I'm such a big company, you can't do that at the party." Jiang Fengming suddenly made a joke, which caught Shen Qingqing by surprise.

She incomparably embarrassed way: "ha ha ha, Jiang always can joke!"

Jiang Fengming also found Shen Qingqing's uneasiness, stood up and said, "OK, let's get down to business."

Shen Qingqing nodded, but Jiang Fengming took a card out of the drawer and said, "you know, someone has found some antiques and asked me to come over. That person likes Chinese culture better. You can go with Enron to buy some clothes, and then the company will pay for the expenses."

"Ah." Shen Qingqing was surprised and said, "no, Mr. Jiang, you can still wear the clothes you sent me back. You don't have to buy any more."

Jiang Fengming frowned and said, "that one is not good. It has already been printed. You and Enron represent the face of the company, but you can't make me lose face."

The corner of Shen Qingqing's mouth smoked. She only wore that dress a few times. Can't she wear it any more?

Sure enough, she doesn't understand the world of rich people.

"All right." Shen Qingqing nodded and took the card from Jiang Fengming's hand.