Cute wife on the line: President, please restrain

When Tian Guoguo heard Xiaole's words, he laughed and admired Xiaole's brain. "Not a star, but more handsome than a star!"

Xiaole looked at Tian Guoguo's smile in a daze. Is it more handsome than the star? Have you seen it yourself? Why can't she think of who it is!

"Eat quickly, silly girl, don't think about it!" Tian Guoguo helped Xiao Le open the lunch box in front of her and smiled and stuffed the chopsticks in her hand.

Xiaole smelled the smell of rice, and her stomach growled. When she asked Tian Guoguo again, she couldn't pry open her mouth, so she stopped tangled and began to soothe her hungry stomach.

Two people were eating, talking and laughing. A figure suddenly flashed in Xiaole's mind.

"I think who I've met is more handsome than a star! Our new boss, president!"

When Tian Guoguo heard Xiaole's words, he almost sprayed the rice out of his mouth. Just thinking about how to explain to Xiaole, I heard people around me speak again.

"But how can you be with the president? He already has Cheng Qingxue!" Xiaole denied his point of view and said to himself.

As soon as Tian Guoguo swallowed the rice in his mouth, he heard Xiaole talking to himself and mentioned Cheng Qingxue's name. He suddenly felt blocked in his heart. He also remembered the photos of Sze Nan and Cheng Qingxue kissing. He just felt that he couldn't eat any more, so he put the box lunch in his hand on the table.

Xiaole didn't know it was her words that made Tian Guoguo's appetite poor. Seeing that she looked a little pale, she asked with concern: "Guoguo, what's the matter? Is she uncomfortable again?"

Tian Guoguo shook his head. Afraid of Xiaole's worry, he pulled out a reluctantly smile, "it's all right. Just eat more."

Xiaole also took two bites of rice in a hurry. Hotan Guoguo threw the leftovers into the dustbin and was ready to start working again.

Tian Guoguo thought about what Xiaole had inadvertently mentioned. He always felt stuffy in his heart. Si Zenan said he wanted to pursue himself, and he would never investigate his past. However, the two never talked about Cheng Qingxue.

This matter is like a thorn, which sticks in Tian Guoguo's heart. It's OK when you don't touch it. When you encounter it, the pain of being late doubles.

The top office of huashanda building.

Si Zenan had just finished his meal and sat alone on the sofa in the office, closed his eyes and rested. Of course, he didn't know what Tian Guoguo was thinking, but he missed Tian Guoguo very much.

These days, Hotan Guoguo gets along day and night and accompanies her every day. I can't see her for such a long time on the first day. I'm not used to it.

The beautiful spring on the sofa yesterday afternoon was still hovering in his mind, making his heart itch. Raised his wrist and looked at the time. Thinking that there was nothing to do in the afternoon, he got up and picked up his coat to go to the crew to find Tian Guoguo.

Just out of the office, I heard a charming soft waxy female voice.

"Brother Zenan!"

Si Zenan stood at the door of the office. When he looked at it, he saw Xin Jia standing in front and holding out his hand to stop a woman dressed in exquisite fashion. The tall and hot woman took off her sunglasses and her loving eyes fell on Si Zenan.

Si Zenan's eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and the person who came was Cheng Qingxue.

"Why are you here?" he looked at Cheng Qingxue and said in a complicated tone.

"Brother Zenan, I miss you! If you haven't come to see others for so long, they have to come to you by themselves." Cheng Qingxue said coyly. If ordinary people hear such a voice, they must be crisp.

But in Si Zenan's ears, it became very harsh. He had not decided how to deal with the matter that passed through the cold wind. He didn't expect that his simple and kind sister in his heart would become like this?

Si Zenan nodded to Xin Jia, then turned and entered the office.

Xinjia understood the president's meaning, took back Cheng Qingxue's hand and said respectfully to her, "Miss Cheng, please come inside."

Cheng Qingxue glanced at Xin Jia disdainfully, put away the smile on her face, and her voice was full of arrogance. "They told you not to stop me." she raised her head, walked to the door of the office, and looked back and said, "by the way, bring me two cups of coffee."

Then he opened the door of the office and went in.

Xinjia looked at Cheng Qingxue's back disappearing behind the door and smiled with disdain. She doesn't like Cheng Qingxue. Only women can recognize women. She can see the secret behind Cheng Qingxue's beautiful appearance.

She likes a simple and kind woman like Tian Guoguo, who is modest and polite to everyone. After knowing that the president and Tian Guoguo were together, she was secretly happy for the president. She didn't expect that her gloomy president could find such a good wife.

Thinking, she shook her head and went to the tea room to pour coffee.

Si Zenan sat on the sofa and looked at Cheng Qingxue in front of him. His eyebrows twisted into a ball. "What's the matter today?"

Cheng Qingxue sat next to Si Zenan and took his arm. "Brother Zenan, I really miss you. There's nothing else. Can't I come to you if it's all right?"

Sze Nan took his arm out of her arms. "Qingxue, don't you want to explain to me the passage of the cold wind?"

Cheng Qingxue was surprised. Soon after their photos were published in the newspaper, she could no longer contact the tabloid reporter. She gradually had a bad hunch in her heart. The uneasiness shrouded in her heart for a long time. She pushed the announcement today and came to Huasheng. Unexpectedly, this matter was mentioned by Si Zenan.

"Brother Zenan, what are you talking about? I don't know what's going on with the picture." she wore a bright smile on her face to hide her uneasiness.

Si Zenan looked at her indifference, but the panic in his eyes betrayed her. It's already clear in my heart. It's meaningless to ask again. "Qingxue, I hope this is the last time. You know, I'm married. Don't cause me unnecessary trouble."

Before his voice fell, Cheng Qingxue rushed into his arms, with a cry in his tone. "Brother Zenan, I don't believe it. Don't you want Qing'an? If my brother left me, do you want to leave me too? You promised your brother would take care of me."

Listening to Cheng Qingxue's thick nasal voice, Si Zenan wanted to push his hand away, but he couldn't bear to fall.

Cheng Qingzuo's instructions before his death are still in his mind. He can't forget Cheng Qingxue's painful cry when he kneels in front of Cheng Qingzuo's tomb.

"Qingxue, don't cry. Whether I get married or not, I will always take care of you instead of Qingzuo and treat you as my own sister." Si Zenan frowned and comforted her, pulled her out of his arms, and then handed her a handkerchief.

Cheng Qingxue took the handkerchief handed over by Si Zenan and wiped away the tears in her eyes. Her face was pitiful and pear blossom with rain. Her heart was really full of jealousy at this time.

"Brother Zenan, when will you let me see your wife?"