Good Morning, Dear

Zhang Yangfei followed in and took away all the dirty clothes and burned them. He was pained silently while burning.

Famous brand!

Famous family!

Hand sewing!

Look at these buttons. They are carefully selected. At first glance, they are valuable!

From the inside to the outside, every piece of clothes is at least half a year's salary. Half a year's salary turns to ashes because of Cheng Qingyao's unhappiness. Is Cheng Qingyao too refined and expensive?

Dare not despise, dare not neglect, carefully go through the appointment procedures, go through the handover procedures, and then knock on the door. Cheng Qingyao is still sitting on the sofa sulking, face to one side, and no one looks. Mo Li has taken on a new look. Standing opposite her, she is elegant in white casual clothes.

The whole person is so handsome that there is no rhythm of friends!

Zhang Yangfei also suddenly reacted. Mo Li made an exception and promoted him to Chief Secretary. Does he want him to set off Mo Li's handsome? The two of them come together, ugly so ugly, handsome so handsome... Wuwuwu, those who want to cry, there are trees!!!

"Well, Zhang Yangfei, I promoted you to be chief secretary, which has nothing to do with your appearance. During my time in the company, the official documents submitted by others were more or less unreasonable, but your official documents were done very carefully and comprehensively every time. Then I adjusted your files and performance, read it twice, and thought you were the kind of omnipotent assistant I wanted. Ma Juan didn't come today I'll make an exception and promote you to be the president's assistant next week. "Mo Li said slowly, not only to him, but also to her, proving that he was not a man on a whim, but a man who had plans and knew what he was doing.

"..." Zhang Yangfei was stunned and looked at Mo Li in disbelief. He was also excited to cry. Finally, someone could abandon his appearance and see his talent. Cheng Qingyao was indifferent, motionless and didn't turn around, as if she didn't hear anything.

Mo Li scratched his painful forehead and said, "follow me to do well in the future. I can't promise you too much, but I can let more people see your excellence. Also, you're not ugly, they don't understand appreciation."

Zhang Yangfei was moved to cry, and his voice trembled: "thank you, President Mo, for your promotion and love. I will live up to you."

"OK! Work hard! There will be many things you don't understand when you just took over. You should study harder yourself. Don't ask me, I won't either."

“……”

Zhang Yangfei has a black face, but Cheng Qingyao can't help but puff a smile. How can there be such a president with such poor speech? How can his people convince him in the future? However, seeing that she finally smiled, Mo Li quietly stretched out his hand and shook it at him, signaling him to go quickly.

Zhang Yangfei understood, politely said a few words, and slipped away with the ball under his feet... Mo Li also had the cheek to sit next to her, facing her face.

Hum!

She turned around again and didn't like him. She wanted to make up in this way. There's no way!

He didn't come around, held her tightly from behind, and coaxed her in a flattering tone: "wife, are you still angry? Don't be angry, okay?"

"No!" she answered firmly, shaking her body to get rid of him.

He hugged her vigorously to avoid being thrown away, and his lips touched her beautiful neck gently and tentatively: "I've transferred her away, and I'm competent to be Zhang Yangfei's secretary. In the future, there is no second woman in this office except you, and all my clothes are burned. I've done everything I can. If that doesn't work, what do you want? You say, I'll do it until you're satisfied!"

Cheng Qingyao is not dissatisfied. Although she is angry and jealous, he changes his secretary and burns his clothes... All kinds of flattering and valuing her have long calmed her anger and jealousy.

She refused to make peace because she remembered Zhao Bin's past. He could turn the world upside down if there was no shadow at all. Now she has to come back.

Let him taste the feeling of being disturbed!

Hum, he shook his shoulder heavily: "let go! Let go! Hold her. What are you doing with me? She is young, beautiful and has a figure..."

"I have nothing to do with her..."

"There's no wool relationship. It's a sweater relationship!"

"..." Mo Li wants to die. What's the relationship??? "Wife, don't play like this, will you?"

"I'm playing? I'm playing? OK, I'll play like this." Cheng Qingyao tried to get up and struggle hard to get out of his arms.

He quickly admitted his mistake and hugged again: "OK, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I said the wrong thing, you didn't play, I'm playing..."

"You admit it? You finally admit that you're playing? Mo Li, you've changed. You weren't like this before. You could distinguish between the light and the heavy before. You wouldn't pay so little attention to me. Sure enough, a man can't be the president. As soon as he is the president, yingyingyanyan is dazzled..."

"Wait! Wait! Don't take the shit basin and buckle it on my head. I ask you, where have I changed? Where have I been distracted? Where don't pay attention to you? If I want to really change, I can do things in a lot of time a day. Why wait until you pick it up..."

Cheng Qingyao threw him away, then turned his face and faced him angrily: "Mo Li, you're disgusting. Do you still want to do things secretly? OK, go ahead and see if I can stop you? I won't stop you. The road is facing the sky. Let's go one side, that's it. Bye!"

Mo Li wanted to die and held her tightly again. He bumped his head against her back and made the tip of his nose sweat: "Do you want to kill me by making so much noise? I clearly don't mean that, but you can interpret it like this. Wife, don't make noise, okay? I'm flustered by your noise, and I didn't mean that just now. I mean, if I really change my mind, I don't need to transfer her away, let alone show her to you when you pick her up..."

"Yes, I know. You want to betray me, and you want to betray me secretly. You just said it. Don't say it again." Cheng Qingyao was hugged with her back to him. When she said this, she almost laughed. She felt that women were really funny when they were unreasonable and misinterpreted everything. However, it doesn't matter. Just misinterpret his meaning. What's the matter? Who let him make her so hard and make it so long last time!

Payback!

Revenge!

Mo Li opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He felt that everything he said was wrong and that everything she said could be adapted into what she wanted. It was over. It was really over this time. He jumped into the rhythm of the Yellow River.

The mobile phone suddenly rang in his pocket. He was impatient and didn't want to answer it. He thought it would be a turn for the better. He took out his mobile phone. As expected, Xia Linjie called to urge: "where are you? We've arrived and are waiting for you to have dinner. Hurry up, I'm starving."

"We are still in the company..."

"I'll go, won't you? Everyone is the president. Who works so hard as you? You can't go tomorrow? You don't want a wife?"

"I just coaxed my wife in the company. My wife has been here for two hours. Give me a move quickly and let me take care of her. Otherwise, don't want to get together tonight."

"What's the matter with you?"

Mo Li picked the key point and said that Xia Linjie is worthy of being the master of the beauty salon. In a word, you are welcome: "this kind of thing is generally solved in three steps. First, throw it down. Second, pull it out. Third, use your physical strength to prove your love for her, and use your length to prove the depth of your love for her..."