CEO's Indulged Lover

Attachment of the face white, why, just when she felt as if she had found out the helplessness of this man's heart and had a little bit of pity and tenderness towards him, he hit her heart with such cold language and stabbed her with blood.

She suddenly felt that she was too stupid to have a feeling of sympathy for this man

No matter what kind of woman he used to like and how he was rejected, it had nothing to do with her.

Why did she contact him? How could this man need the pity of a humble woman like her!

"Ouyang general manager, you don't have to say any more. I know what you mean. It has nothing to do with who you are rejected and who you like!" She suddenly stood up and pushed the door open again, but the door was still anti locked.

"Listen!" Ouyang didn't give her the chance to turn around. She pulled her body forward and faced herself!

His movements were so rough that he had never been so rude even that night.

Attachment suddenly felt strange to him.

Is so strange, it seems not like that one will hold her in the arms, said to accompany her to the dawn of the man.

Sure enough Men are able to disguise, too easy to reveal the prototype!

"Do you think I'm chasing you?" Ouyang looked into his attachment eyes with a kind of provocative tone? Miss Yi, do you watch too much romance novels and brain damage TV series? My brain is not working well. Do you think it is necessary to pursue you in my capacity? Looks? Status? Work? What do you think you deserve

"I just asked if you would like to be my woman, but I just asked if you would like to be my mistress! Mistress, do you know what a mistress is? Or have you been abroad for a long time without knowing the domestic market? "

"Stop talking." Attachment feel that their self-esteem has been stripped away, with tears, murmuring.

However, Ouyang refused to let her go at all, and continued coldly: "please recognize the reality. What I said just now, do you think it's an invitation to a formal girlfriend? Do you think I'm going to have a spring girl standing on the street in Shibuya to be my real girlfriend? Is my taste so strange? Or, do you think I have the complex of saving women from the dust? Sorry, I really don't have one! "