Husband, Please Stop Flirting

At this time, Si Yeqing seemed to feel the two hot lines of sight from the opposite barbecue city. Turning his head, he unexpectedly saw Feng ChuChu and Cheng Ziyu, as well as the blinds sitting nearby.

Feng ChuChu smiled bitterly twice. As a result, she had thought of it for a long time. Across two windows, Si Yeqing and Feng ChuChu looked at each other unexpectedly.

A thousand words and a thousand worries in an instant were finally isolated by the curtain in front of the windy window.

"Don't look." Cheng Ziyu suddenly drew the curtain, and Si Yeqing could only see the silhouette under the wind and light in the distance.

When Feng ChuChu turned his head and looked at Cheng Ziyu, he was already full of tears. Cheng Ziyu squatted down and wiped the tears on Feng ChuChu's face with his hand.

From the perspective of Si Yeqing, there are two situations. A tall figure overlaps with a clear figure, and the two are like kissing.

Si Yeqing tightened his hand holding the fork. Suddenly, the back of his hand was warm, which interrupted Si Yeqing's mood. He looked up at Muzi in surprise.

Then he shook off Si Muzi's hand on his hand like an electric shock.

"Sorry... I just..." Muzi didn't know how to explain his behavior.

Si Yeqing said expressionless, "it's all right."

Muzi sighed gently, slowly looked out of the window and said lonely, "grandpa has destroyed those evidences. You don't have to worry."

"Thank you." Si Yeqing asked Muzi out today to talk about the evidence. Unexpectedly, he met Feng ChuChu here.

"How I wish you didn't say thank you"

Si Yeqing lowered his head and continued to eat his steak, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of Muzi's words.

"I know I'm the culprit for the emotional breakdown between you and Miss Feng, but Yeqing, would your relationship really go smoothly without us?"

Sure enough, Si Yeqing's action of cutting steak was much slower.

"I have explained the previous things too many times. You must not believe it until now. You know whether the evidence is false or not, otherwise you won't invite me to this meal," Muzi said.

"Yeqing, I really love you, so I really hope you are happy. I admit that I did some small moves before, but I never hurt you. That wind is really not your good match. She has another intention for you from the beginning..."

"Enough, I have nothing to say, so I'll go first." Si Yeqing put down the tableware and said with a cold face.

"Night engine" Muzi quickly grabbed Si night engine's wrist. "I know you want you to listen to this. I just hope you have a heart."

Si Yeqing shook off Muzi's hand, but he sat down expressionless. "You don't have to worry about my business."

Muzi opened her mouth. At last, she didn't say anything. She bit her lips, nodded, and resisted the urge to cry. This time, she was really uncomfortable.

If that person, like Si Yeqing, believes that the wind is clear, is there another possibility for them.

"I'll arrange it to Si's marketing department," said Si Yeqing, who was silent for a long time.

"I can be your secretary." after Si Yeqing strongly refused to marry Muzi, people in the family withdrew and asked Muzi to go to work. This time, Si Yeqing couldn't refuse anyway and had to compromise and accept it.

"You used to be the CEO of W company. As my secretary, you are a little overqualified."

"I don't mind" the manager of the marketing department is nothing. It's still difficult to see Si Yeqing, but the secretary is different. He is basically inseparable from Si Yeqing.

"I already have two secretaries"

"Yeqing, I really want to be your secretary. In order to destroy those evidences, I begged grandpa three for a long time," Muzi said pitifully.

"It's up to you." Si Yeqing heard the meaning of Muzi's words. If he didn't agree, the secretary would make an article about something clear.

Cheng Ziyu on the other side roasts all kinds of food for Feng ChuChu.

"Come on, this milk steamed bread was your favorite before." Cheng Ziyu gave Feng ChuChu a piece of roasted golden bread.

"My favorite food is not milk flavored baked steamed bread," Feng said clearly and faintly. This time, Cheng Ziyu didn't respond. He patted his head, smiled and said, "sorry, I remember wrong."

Not far away, a group of little girls committed a flower mania towards Cheng Ziyu. They are so handsome and lovely. Those two dimples are so charming, but it's a pity that they don't belong to them.

The shutter on the other side secretly poured himself a glass of wine. Just ready to drink, he was patted by the wind. Fortunately, he didn't pour much, otherwise the wine would spill out.

"Children, what wine to drink," Feng said solemnly.

The shutter stuck out its tongue and whispered, "I'm not a child, I'm an adult."

"Dare you talk back?" the wind's clear voice was high.

The shutter immediately put down the glass, waved his hand and said, "no, no, how dare I?"

"Little leaf, you can't drink. The wound on your head hasn't healed yet." Gou an said honestly. The shutter stared at Gou an. It's really an elm head. Which pot doesn't open and which pot doesn't open.

"If you let me know that you stole wine behind my back, your bonus this month will be gone."

In an instant, the shutters withered like frost eggplant. Because of the shutters, the party suddenly didn't look so cold.

Colleagues of the company took turns to toast Feng ChuChu, but most of them were blocked by Cheng Ziyu.

It's also powerful. After drinking so many glasses of wine, Cheng Ziyu had no reaction except that her ears were a little red and went to the bathroom a few more times. It seemed that she wouldn't get drunk at all.

An Cha poked Cheng Ziyu, "aren't you drunk?"

Cheng Ziyu smiled at ancha. The two dimples made him more harmless. "There's still no problem hanging you."

An Cha's expression of eating Xiang was the most humiliating war in his life, so he turned around, greeted his colleagues and launched a new round of attack on Cheng Ziyu.

Finally, Cheng Ziyu was still drunk. He giggled and looked at the wind and called "Annie"

Feng clearly knows that Cheng Ziyu has recognized the wrong person, and this person should be the most important woman in Cheng Ziyu's mind.

"Annie, I miss you so much, really miss you so much." Cheng Ziyu was like a wounded little beast, sobbing with the wind.

Feng clearly touched Cheng Ziyu's head. It was not about love. She just wanted to comfort him.

"I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong. I'll go wherever you go in the future." Cheng Ziyu said it in English. It sounded clear that there was no obstacle.

After seeing the shutter, he sipped his mouth and didn't say anything.

When the party broke up, it was already one o'clock in the morning. This time, Feng ChuChu said nothing and didn't sing with them. Feng ChuChu didn't go, and Cheng Ziyu certainly wouldn't go. Moreover, Cheng Ziyu was still drunk and called Annie with Feng ChuChu.

Finally, the shutter without drinking is responsible for sending Feng ChuChu and Cheng Ziyu home.