Ex-wife, please remarry me

After thinking for a while, assistant Lin finally understood what Cao Zijian's sultry and meaningful smile meant.

Therefore, when he sent the documents into the office today, assistant Lin couldn't help looking at Song churan more, as if he wanted to find some evidence.

"Wait for these two papers... What are you looking at?"

Song churan looked up and was about to tell assistant Lin something. He found that he was staring at him.

"Oh, no, I was just thinking about the new plan of the planning department. I don't know how it's finished!"

This sentence is a relatively successful separation of song churan's attention.

"You call the planning department to urge them to hand over the plan to me before they get off work this afternoon!"

"I see. If there's nothing wrong with the vice president, I'll go out first!"

"Go

After the assistant left, song churan put down his pen, leaned back on the chair and pinched his neck.

Turned to look at the scenery outside the window, heart, full of emotion.

It takes a lot of courage to live in this city.

However, it also needs to make a lot of sacrifices to reach her present height.

Lu Juncheng didn't come to the company all morning. When she finished a meeting in the afternoon, she heard the assistant say: "vice president, assistant Cao just came over and said that the general manager asked you to come over!"

Lu Juncheng looking for her?

What's going to happen?

Song churan twists his brows and goes to Lu Juncheng's office after he finishes his work.

She stood at the door, full of confusion knocked on the door, after getting permission inside, push the door in.

Lu Juncheng's office is just like his personality. It's cold and unpleasant.

Although the black and gray decoration style looks very fashionable, it is as cold as Lu Juncheng sitting behind the computer, which makes people uncomfortable all over.

"What can I do for you?"

"If it's OK, I can't ask you to come here?"

Lu Juncheng holds a pen and lowers his head. He doesn't know what is written on the paper, but his words really amuse song churan.

She laughed twice, then put on a business face again, "if it's OK, I'll go out first!"

"Stop!"

Lu Juncheng closed the signed document, threw it on the nearby table, then put down his pen and walked towards song churan step by step.

Song churan stood at the door, looking at Lu Juncheng's smiling face, feeling fluffy in his heart.

There must be something wrong with his smile.

"What's the matter..."

Before he finished speaking, song churan was pushed directly to the wall by the door.

Yesterday, several places on my back were bruised. Now I hit the wall. It hurts.

Lu Juncheng put one hand on the wall, one hand holding song churan's chin, and changed the angle of her face.

The seriousness in the eyes is like appreciating a very beautiful toy.

If it was another woman, I'm afraid she would have been very excited.

But song churan is not them. She knows Lu Juncheng better than them.

"If you have anything to do, just say it. I don't like to be hanged!"

"Oh, I don't like to be a queer, do I? Well, I ask you, how did you get to know that man last night? "

"Which man?"

All of a sudden, he was asked this by Lu Juncheng, but song churan couldn't respond.

"Which man? Song churan, do you pretend to be stupid with me

"Play dumb?" Song churan laughed, "sorry, I don't have this skill. But when you ask, can you speak more directly? I'm really not in the mood to play hide and seek with you

Lu Juncheng looks at Song churan's delicate face without makeup. He is silent for a long time. Then he unloads all the expressions on his face, leaving only gloom and indifference.

"How did you know the man who sent you back last night?"

Didn't she go back by taxi last night?

Looking at the expression on Lu Juncheng's face, song churan suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Lu Juncheng released his hand holding song churan's chin and propped up to the wall.

He glanced at the proud smile on her face, and then slowly put his mouth close to her ear.

"I'm jealous? Song churan, do you think you deserve it? "

In a word, the sad expectation in Song churan's heart was broken.

After being tortured by him for three years, how dare she expect anything from him?

Song churan adjusted his mood, and then said: "I don't deserve it, but you don't deserve to ask me this question!"

"I don't deserve it?" Lu Juncheng narrowed his eyes. Although he was angry, he thought about it. Lu Juncheng looked at Song churan, raised a very ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth, rubbed his nose against song churan's cheek, and said in a very light voice.

"Last night, I don't think you would like it to happen again, so in order to avoid it happening again, I still say that, as long as you are obedient, I promise that Mrs. Lu will be you. But if you want to play with me, I can also tell you that you can't afford the end! "