Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

All kinds of emotions, intertwined together, almost broke his smile.

Thinking of this, the crossed hands on the legs, more and more clenched a few minutes, eyelids down gently, covering the look in the eyes.

Then he suddenly raised his head and looked out of the window. The wrinkles on his face were very deep, but his eyes were bright, revealing the taste of lean.

When he was in the United States, when he learned of Xiao Wu's death, he also heard about Xiao Jingsi's engagement to the successor of Zhou's enterprise.

Although it seems that he doesn't like the way the other party goes to Jingzi's house, he doesn't like it very much.

This time back, in addition to finding out the cause of Xiao Wu's death, there is another more important thing, that is to watch Li Muran and Xiao Jingsi get married and have their own happiness.

With this in mind, the mood seems to be a little better, face than just want to be gentle a little bit, slant head looked at a girl sitting next to him, then take back sight without trace.

Xiaoxiao is a person selected by him. Compared with the coarse powder around Li Muran, Xiaoxiao is not on the same level. Qin Ranran, who had been rumored to have an affair with Muran before, is not on the same level.

Although he is beautiful, he looks soft and weak and easy to handle. Unfortunately, after living for so many years, how can he not see the calculation in the eyes of the other party?

This is enough to make him clear that this woman is not as simple as it seems.

At the door of the hotel, people are walking from luxury cars to the inside. Today is the day for the reform to hold a reception. It is also a special welcome ceremony for Mr. Xiao.

After entering the lobby, as before, the main theme is still grand and magnificent. In the huge exhibition hall, men and women dressed with exquisite smiles greet each other with a smile that they can't tell the truth from the false.

On both sides of the lobby, there are exquisite snacks with attractive appearance, which make people want to taste even if they are full.

The crystal chandelier on the top of the head is shining with charming color, which makes the crystal diamond on women's dresses shine even more.

There are dozens of carved chairs in the hall, especially the one facing the gate. The flying dragon inlaid with Phoebe is looming in the clouds, which is pregnant with the good reputation of rapid development. Not long after, an old man sat down in that position with the support of several men in suits and shoes, who is today's protagonist - Mr. Xiao.

See a red Chinese Tang dress dressed in the body, bright with the old man does not admit defeat. Although it has been white hair, but vaguely distinguish between the eyebrows of the handsome young free and easy.

Long white eyebrows slightly bent down, the corners of the mouth are always hanging if there is no smile, no matter who looks at it, they will only feel that the present is just a kind-hearted old man.

It never occurred to me that such an old man should be a cunning businessman with a leading reputation in the business world.

On the eve of the beginning of the reception, the host went to Mr. Xiao and told him of Li Muran's absence. As the president of the reform, it is not appropriate to be absent on such an important occasion.

The old man frowned, but he didn't postpone the reception. He waved to the host, indicating that he would go ahead as planned.

Ten minutes later, the host took out a paper towel from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After glancing at Mr. Xiao from the corner of his eye, he raised his hand to his mouth slightly shaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the celebration reception held by the restoration..."

The host opened his mouth fluently and recited his lines, staring at the front, not daring to look back.

Mr. Xiao sat in his position, his crutches in his hand gently knocked on the ground. The host in front of him heard the sound behind him, and immediately he made an impromptu speech.

After the host struggled to finish his lines, he stopped for a moment. He was racking his brains to think about delaying for a while, but Mr. Xiao came over step by step on crutches.

The old man winked at the host, then took the microphone and gave a light cough.

Before his words came out, there was a sudden commotion from the silent crowd. According to the reputation, Li Muran came late at the main entrance of the reception hall.

Mr. Xiao frowned discontentedly. Looking at his grandson's rude lateness, he could not help but glance at him coldly.

Although Li Muran was late for his official business, he also knew that he was abrupt, so he did not speak much.

Seeing his grandson, Xiao put the microphone to his mouth and said a few words briefly but forcefully.

After Li Muran stood still, he did not look at the old man, but looked around for the familiar figure. Although he had a quarrel with Xing Rushi, he still hoped to see her figure in such an occasion.

But he looked for a long time, but even half of her shadow did not see, can not help some lost drooping eyes.