Dominated husband,stay away from me!

Leaning against the wall, Zhou Xian was shocked by the sound of "a Xian".

Looking up, he saw a woman coming down the stairs.

Reach out to wipe the blood bead on the lip, Zhou Xian smile: "have beautiful elder sister."

Zheng has beautiful eyebrow light frown, surprised to look at him: "this is how?"

Zhou Xian maintained the smile of the corner of his lips and stood up straight, "nothing."

"Ha ha." Zheng Youmei shook her head. "What else do you hide from me? Let me guess. It was Cheng Hua who ran away just now? "

The eye color several can't check dark, the next second, Zhou Xian put on the bitter smile: "yes."

"Are you still entangled with her?" Zheng Youmei seems very surprised. "Since you left, the Cheng family has also fallen. The old lady took pity on the child Cheng Hua and put her in care."

Zheng Youmei's understatement makes Zhou Xian's heart ache slightly.

What a proud girl Cheng Hua is.

When he knew her, she didn't even want to talk to him more. She was as proud as a peacock.

In this way, she has to endure the family break-up and leave others behind.

It was torture to her.

"The old lady loves Cheng Hua so much that she can continue her studies. She goes to the same school as a Chen. After graduation, Cheng Hua has become a Chen's secretary. I can see that Cheng Hua seems to treat Chen..."

If you talk more, you will be full.

Zheng Youmei stops at the right time, but what she wants to reveal to Zhou Xian is very clear.

Zhou Xian couldn't hear that.

Ten years, enough to change one's heart.

Cheng Hua refused him several times. In addition to being angry that he left without saying goodbye, was it because she had Zhou Yanchen in her heart?

Reaching out and patting Zhou Xian on the shoulder, Zheng Youmei lowered her voice and said, "but ah Xian, you are in a good direction."

When Zhou Xian heard the speech, he looked at Zheng Youmei and said, "sister Mei?"

"Cheng Hua is a Chen's chief secretary. She knows a lot. If you can hold on to that, we have a helper, don't we? "

Zhou Xian pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zheng Youmei is not in a hurry. She takes back her hand. She says, "think about it. I'll go first. See you later."

The stairwell is quiet again.

Zhou Xian looks ahead and slowly clenches his fist.

Instead of returning to Junyuan immediately, Cheng Hua rushes into the bathroom on the floor where he is.

Hiding in the cubicle, she sat on the toilet lid, tears falling.

She left without saying goodbye 10 years ago, and she almost went crazy looking for him.

At that time, she was full of Zhou Xian, but she didn't find that the situation of Cheng family was getting worse and worse.

By the time she understood, her father's company had become an empty shell.

Her mother was seriously ill because of her grief and passed away a year later.

Father also because of the death of his mother and physical deterioration, she day and night in his father's side, but also failed to retain him.

In just two years, she became an orphan without parents. Fortunately, Mrs. Zhou took her in.

Later, Zhou Yanchen was kind to her. She gradually forgot Zhou Xian and fell in love with Zhou Yanchen.

But now, the man who took her heart is back.

Holding his lips, Cheng Hua clenches the document in his hand.

Why come back!

After calming down his mood in the compartment, Cheng Hua stands up and pushes the door out.

When the female colleague outside saw her, she was very surprised and immediately called respectfully, "Hello Secretary Cheng."

"Well."

Nodding lightly, Cheng Hua leaves with the document in his arms.

In front of the outsider, she is always the high and cold, resolute and ruthless Cheng painting.

Only those close to her know that she is soft and fragile.

Driving back to Junyuan, Cheng Hua knocks on the door of the president's office with the document in his arms.

"Dong Dong."

"Come in."

From the door came a deep and pleasant male voice, which made people unable to help but suffocate.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door in.

Zhou Yanchen, wearing only a white shirt, sat on the bench and looked through the papers.

Standing at his desk, Cheng Hua puts a stack of documents on the desk. "President, this is the document that Zhou needs to see and sign."

"Leave it." Zhou Yanchen said.

When Zhou Xian came back, even she knew that she wanted to compete with Zhou Yanchen for the Zhou family.

What would he do?

Will you kill Zhou Xian directly?

Zhou Yanchen is not heartless, but he never shows mercy.

Thinking about it, she looked at him in a trance.

Zhou Yanchen feels that she is staying in too much sight. Feng Mou lifts and looks at her.

Two people's line of sight to go up, Cheng Hua is surprised, hang down his head in a hurry, "excuse me, president."

Leaning back on the chair, Zhou Yanchen said casually, "what's the matter with you?"

Cheng Hua bit his lip and didn't know what to say.Zhou Yanchen thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "did you meet Zhou Xian?"

Suddenly, Cheng Hua looks at him with astonishment on his face.

Zhou Yanchen hooked his lips and said in a deep voice, "there are not many people who can affect your mood. Zhou Xian's words are reasonable. After all, you..."

"President!" Interrupting Zhou Yanchen's words, Cheng Hua pinches his fingers. "Manager Zhou and I have nothing. The president can rest assured."

Zhou Yanchen shook his head, "I don't worry about you. Cheng Hua, you worry too much. I don't doubt you."

Cheng Hua moved in his heart and said respectfully, "don't worry about the president. I know what to do and what not to do."

"I said believe you." Waving his hand, Zhou Yanchen said, "go out if you have nothing to do."

"Yes."

After quitting the president's office, Cheng Hua closed the door behind his back hand and gave a gentle smile.

He said he believed her.

For his trust, she would never do anything to hurt him!

After work time soon arrived, the president's office, lying on the sofa for a rest slowly sat up.

His shirt had a few buttons open, revealing a large white and handsome chest.

The short hair is a little messy, but it exudes a wild aesthetic feeling.

He stood up and tied the buttons one by one with his long fingers. He looked down at the diamond watch on his wrist, and his eyes flashed.

Black Bentley Champ drove away from you and drove slowly along the street.

Zhou Yanchen propped up on the window with one hand, supporting his head. Feng Mou seemed to be searching for something.

Kuang Xuelai and Shen Xingnan are separated at the intersection. She pulls off the bag belt and walks to the subway entrance.

When he was about to arrive, there was a sudden sound of the flute.

Turning around, I saw a black Bentley Champ parked nearby.

Familiar car, who is inside, you don't have to guess.

After biting her lower lip, Kuang Xue came over.

Bending over, she tapped on the driver's window.

Zhou Yanchen twisted his eyebrows and lowered his displeasure button down the window. His tone was not very good: "what are you doing?"

What's the matter with this man!

Just because she saw him, she didn't think it was good to say hello.

Such a good reason, but also in exchange for his cold words.

Forget it, she doesn't see eye to eye with him.

"President, what a coincidence."

Zhou Yanchen's Phoenix eyes flashed, some awkward said: "well."

Clever?

She doesn't take the subway from here every time she comes home. What a coincidence!

Looking at her, Zhou Yanchen ran out of patience when she didn't get on the bus for half a day.

"You..."

Just said a word, Kuang Xuelai then stood up straight, "president, you drive carefully, I'll go first."

Words down, she was like a butterfly, head high to the subway entrance, mixed in the crowd, disappeared for a moment.

His knuckled fingers held the steering wheel tightly. Zhou Yanchen sneered coldly and stepped on the accelerator. The car flew out like an arrow!

"Sir is back."

Xiao Dong has just finished, and strides into the living room with a man who is not allowed to enter the atmosphere.

Zhou Yanxi was eating fruit on the sofa when she saw him come in and said with a smile, "Oh, what's wrong with the beauty? Who bothered you? "

Zhou Yanchen looked at her coldly, which made Zhou Yanxi's life a cold war.

With a snort, he stepped upstairs, and the door of the house fell.

"Virtue!" After a week's eating, I continued to eat the elegant fruit.

An hour later, Kuang Xue came back.

Compared with Zhou Yanchen, Kuang Xuelai is in a good mood.

Because tomorrow and baijinqiu date, so she is particularly happy.

"Sister, I'm back." He said with a smile that Kuang Xue came over.

Zhou Yanxi hook lips, looking at her, "snow in a good mood?"

"Yes."

"What's wrong with ah Chen? You're not upset, are you? "

Taking a banana in the fruit tray, Kuang Xuelai sat on the sofa, peeling and saying, "No

After taking a bite, she looked upstairs and asked vaguely, "what's wrong with ah Chen?"

Zhou Yanxi took out a paper towel to wipe her hands and picked up her eyebrows: "I don't know. I don't seem very happy."

"Is it?" Thinking of eating bananas, Kuang Xuelai is on guard!

It seems that someone accidentally made the president angry. She must be careful not to set fire to herself.

After eating bananas, Kuang Xuelai stood up with his satchel on his back, "sister, I'm back to my room."

Zhou Yanxi waved her hand, "go."

"Pedal pedal" upstairs, Kuang Xue to push open the door.

There was no one in the room. The sound of water came from the bathroom. He should be taking a bath.

After entering the room, she closed the door, put the satchel away, and ran to tatami to play with her mobile phone.

Soon, the sound of the water stopped and the bathroom door opened.Zhou Yanchen was wearing a white bath towel and walked out barehanded.

Short hair is still dripping, sexy and gorgeous.

Kuang snow looked at the eye, quickly take back the line of sight, respectfully called: "president."

Zhou Yanchen glanced at her and sat on the bed to wipe her hair.

With a sigh of relief, Kuang Xuelai relaxed her guard and held her mobile phone. She sat cross legged on tatami and played mobile phone games on her own.

Quiet space, two people do their own, the atmosphere is dull, there is a trace of strange flow.

Feng Mou swept over, Zhou Yanchen eyes light lingering a trace of chagrin.

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