Good Morning, Dear

Tan Yeying told her.

"If you don't intend to come back to him, don't interfere in his life, let alone make him look pale."

"When he calls women, you should say hello with a smile. When you see his women, you should greet and send them off respectfully."

"When he plays with women inside, you should guard outside and provide him with sufficient backup support, such as condoms, such as changing other women to meet his strong desires and interests."

"He said you can go back to your room and rest before you can go. You can't go without saying that. You have to watch and listen outside."

"Cheng Qingyao, do you want to tie your heart?"

Cheng Qingyao remembers these words and also wants to tell Tan Yeying that it's more than heart pricking!!!

It's like a thousand arrows through the heart!

Pressing the tingling emotion, she smiled and served him attentively: "president, how about calling Miss Ji? Her physiological period is not today... President, Miss Ji is here, and this is the emotional pajamas she asked for... President, these are condoms, two boxes, your favorite brand... President, this is the red wine you want. Do you need anything else?"

When things are arranged one by one, the pain is numb when it is deep. The smile is no longer bitter, but sweet, bright and stinging eyes. She really doesn't care. She doesn't care whether he hugs left and right or sleeps with other women.

He also took out a wet paper towel and calmly helped him wipe the red lipstick rubbed on his collar: "it can't be cleaned. I'll ask someone to send in a new shirt!"

"No!" Mo Li turned in and threw away the cold she didn't understand all the way.

One night, torture each other.

Cheng Qingyao didn't sleep all night. She stayed outside all night.

Miss Ji got up first. She was in good spirits. She didn't look at her. She swabbed past her proudly with her proud chest. When I got to the elevator, I thought of something again. I stopped and arrogantly said to her, "well, what secretary, UTB has issued several new autumn clothes this month. You order one set for me and send it home. You also send one set of MBC's new cosmetics."

"I can't answer you now. I have to submit a report to the president. I can send it to you only after the president signs it. Otherwise, whose account will go?"

"Oh, you little secretary, I can't see. It's very powerful. I think you didn't handle it like this when Secretary Tan was there."

Miss Ji was very dissatisfied. The fox raised her eyes and looked light. Cheng Qingyao was not angry. Instead, she smiled gracefully: "how will Secretary Tan deal with you? Will he lock you in the cold palace for many years, or will he forget you in her world? Miss Ji, according to the information I took over, this is the first time you have been called, and the opportunity to be called is given to you."

In other words, without her, Miss Ji or miss Ji, what does it have to do with Mo Li? Don't you know she's upset now?

Miss Ji's face was ugly. It was red and white. She didn't expect Cheng Qingyao to choke like this. What's more, she dared to ride on her head. She stayed with Mo all night. The bed she just climbed out of was a little friendly.

Not satisfied!

Bad!

Instead of entering the elevator, she walked proudly to Cheng Qingyao with her chest. She was not as tall as Cheng Qingyao, but she was as tall as Cheng Qingyao in high heels. Her eyes looked at Cheng Qingyao's eyes and her anger was bright: "I didn't hear you clearly because I was far away just now. Please repeat what you just said."

Cheng Qingyao doesn't provoke anyone easily. Whoever she provokes shows that she has reached the bottom line. Now that she has reached the bottom line, what else does she have to be afraid of? Not afraid, but also smiled: "Miss Ji, you Geng, 70, 80 this year? The back of your ear is so serious?"

"You... Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about?" Miss Ji didn't get an answer and was humiliated again. She couldn't bear it at all. She raised her hand and wanted to fight Cheng Qingyao.

Cheng Qingyao can't win Mo Li, can't he win her? Raise her hand to hold it, and then press it with her backhand. Miss Ji can't bear her strength. She is wearing thin high-heeled shoes at her feet. She can't stand stably and falls down in the direction of her arm.

Fall on the wall, hold the wall, a posture of not falling!

As it happened, Mo Li came out of the room. She immediately looked like seeing the rescuer, stepped down on her face and wanted to cry: "Mr. Mo, she hit me."

Mo Li ignored her and didn't even look at her. He walked indifferently to Cheng Qingyao and looked down at her. Is there a wound on his face? No, Red face? No, Reach out and lift her chin, look left and right, see nothing: "she hit you?"

"..." Miss Ji was stunned. She was beaten. How could he ask Cheng Qingyao? She also hung on the wall to protect the scene.

Cheng Qingyao stepped back and left his hand. At the same time, he shook his head: "she wanted to hit me. She didn't hit me. She was blocked by me."

"Why does she want to beat you? I didn't have a good time last night, so I asked you to vent my emotions?" Mo Li was intentional, absolutely intentional. He didn't believe there was no way to make her hurt.

She was in pain. He couldn't see the pain in his heart. He had to keep a beautiful smile: "I don't know whether Mr. Mo's Kung Fu is good or not. You'd better ask her in person and slowly ask me to wait for you downstairs."

Turn around immediately. I can't stay for a moment. I'm afraid the smile will dry up on my face!

Without taking the elevator, she took the stairs. As soon as she entered the stairs, tears flowed out like a collapsed river bank.

It's all right. It doesn't hurt at all. It's good. It's really good. She didn't think about what to do with him when she returned home. He's drinking and looking for women. He's also living his own life.

However, I couldn't persuade him for a long time. I sat on the stairs and cried silently: "why? Why is this? Why is it different from the plan? It doesn't matter. Why can't I control my heart? It hurts, hurts..."

Cheng Qingyao was out of breath crying there. Mo Li looked at Miss Ji coldly in the corridor: "you really think highly of me. Dare you do it for the people around me?"

"She hit me..."

"I know who she is better than you. If you don't provoke her, she won't look at you more."

"Don't be angry, Mr. mo. they didn't annoy her and didn't ask too much. They just wanted her to send some clothes and cosmetics. They didn't ask too much. They still know it in their mind and didn't dare..."

Mo Liyang starts to stop her from going on. If you listen, you really want to vomit. Can you speak normally? Somebody else, somebody else's wool! Or she speaks well, when she should be rational, when she should be hypocritical.

The degree of affectation is just the right scale, so that he won't feel numb in his heart.

However, he hasn't heard of her spoiled for a long time. He doesn't know if he has a chance to listen again in his life. My heart was sour and painful. I didn't want to pay attention to her anymore. I walked into the front elevator and closed the door before she came in: "wait at home. I'll have someone send you a gift."

Miss Ji's dark eyes lit up: "thank you, Mr. Mo!" the elevator door closed in front of her. She turned and sank her face and cursed Cheng Qingyao: "I was killed by a car when I went out. It depends on how you scold me."

Take another elevator to get down. She didn't meet Mo Li in the garage, so she drove her car home. As soon as I got home, I saw two male delivery men looking downstairs. She ran over happily: "did Mo always ask you to come here? My last name is Ji!"

"Yes, Miss Ji, shall we move things inside or outside?"

"Of course it's moving to the house." Miss Ji was very happy. She didn't expect Mo Li's efficiency to be so high. She hurriedly opened the door and went in to change her shoes and drink water. Although the waiter didn't leave any impression or feel any pain last night, it's worth getting this batch of trendy goods.

However, when she turned around to look at the news, she was shocked. When she loosened her hand, the cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. What kind of fashion goods is it? It's a ghost thing burned for the dead... A lot of paper clothes, a lot of gold paper cosmetics, and a big wreath

It says on the left, Mo Li friendship gift, no thanks!

It's written on the right. Miss Ji uses it slowly. If it's not enough, say it again!