Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Sure enough, the expression on Cheng Ziyu's face froze in an instant. "What do you mean, sister ChuChu? Didn't you arrange an office for Chen and give me back my shares?"

"But I never said what position you are. You just came to help temporarily. You are the prince of XR. You also have your own things to do. Our little temple can't accommodate you, the Great Buddha."

"It's all right, I don't mind wronging myself." Cheng Ziyu's face returned to the old smile.

"It's up to you." after a month of getting along, Feng ChuChu still knows something about Cheng Ziyu. He's like that shit plaster. You can't tear it off.

"Sister ChuChu, I will let you see a different me. At that time, you will be fascinated by me. Don't do it." Cheng Ziyu also laughed three times with special narcissism, and ushered in a stack of documents on his face.

"Get out" was joked by Cheng Ziyu. Feng ChuChu was in a much better mood. Cheng Ziyu was relieved when he saw it.

He picked up the papers, sorted them out and put them on the windy desk. Then he stood up straight and made a somewhat nondescript salute gesture with his right hand, "goodbye, chief."

After Cheng Ziyu went out, Feng ChuChu could finally concentrate on her office. Everything had to wait until the survey results of the Ming and Qing Dynasties came out, and what she had to do now was to manage Chen's family well and prevent Muzi from doing anything to Si Yeqing.

Thinking of Feng ChuChu, he took out his mobile phone and made a call he hadn't made for a long time, so recently, there were several more people tracking them around Si Yeqing.

But the group of people who followed them were very hidden, and neither Si Yeqing nor Muzi noticed it.

At the same time, an ethical drama is being staged in Muzi's ward.

Si Yeqing pushed his red and swollen face in his mouth with his tongue. The slap of the Secretary's instrument just now was not light. He could have avoided it, but he didn't hide because of guilt.

"Si Yeqing, you are really good. Muzi is like this. You are satisfied. Do you know how much Muzi likes this child, and you treat her like this?" the crutch of the Secretary's clerk knocked on the floor of the hospital and hit Si Yeqing's heart more and more.

"I will be responsible for her," Si Yeqing said in a deep voice. Muzi lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling without God, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

"Responsible? Si Yeqing, if you can afford that responsibility, Muzi will not only have the child shed, but also have no uterus, and can't be a mother again in this life." the Secretary scolded Si Yeqing loudly.

"If I say I'm responsible, I'll be responsible!" Si Yeqing clenched his hands into a fist and said firmly to the secretary.

"Oh, how can you be responsible for marrying Muzi? Let's not say you can't do this first. Even if you do, can the rest of your family agree? How can they allow Si's successor to marry a woman who can't have children? I shouldn't have been soft hearted to leave Muzi!"

"Grandpa three, our company Yeqing said to do it. I will give her an explanation for Muzi."

"Mr. Si, forget it, I don't need you to be responsible," said Muzi, who was lying on the bed.

"Muzi, it's all my fault. I'll try my best to make up for you."

Muzi sneered, and tears ran down Muzi's eyes and onto the pillow. "No, Mr. Si, you've done enough, and we're even. I got the child by means, and now it's my retribution."

"Muzi, what nonsense are you talking about?" Si Wenshu said with a very sad look. "Do you know that it's hard to find a good family now?"

"Grandpa, let you worry. I'm fine. Even if I don't get married all my life, so what?"

"Muzi, you are not in good health now. You need to rest for a month. After a month, we will be engaged," Si Yeqing said with determination.

"Night Qing, are you serious?" Si Wenshu asked incredulously.

Si Yeqing nodded, "I'll let Jin arrange it right away."

"Night engine, you don't have to do this. You are better suited. I don't deserve you." Muzi cried. Her eyes are no longer so empty, but have an expression. She no longer calls Si night engine Mr. Si, but night engine.

"Muzi, this is my compensation to you. I can't guarantee to love you wholeheartedly, but I will try my best to take care of you, and I won't let you be wronged, and I will never be involved in affairs again." Si Yeqing solemnly said to Muzi, but his heart is numb.

"Yeqing, I really don't need you to do this. I can't have children. I don't deserve you."

"It's all right, let's have a test tube baby." Si Yeqing comforted Muzi. At this time, Muzi had sobbed.

Si Wenshu snorted coldly, "you'd better say and do it, or I'll go to my house to seek justice even if I'm willing to give up my old face."

Si Yeqing didn't speak. He looked down at the wood on the bed, and then closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were no longer the color of the past, but full of despair.

The wind in the office was clear, and suddenly the mobile phone vibrated. She turned off her mobile phone carelessly, and then hurriedly called her mobile phone as if she had reacted.

The news pushed by the headline of "Si Yeqing, President of Si's family, and miss Muzi, general manager of dark blue, are engaged" undoubtedly gave Feng a clear and heavy blow. She even wondered if it was two people with the same name and surname, but there were so many coincidences in the world.

Click in and have a look. It is Si Shi's engagement invitation. It clearly says that the groom, Si Yeqing, and the bride, Muzi, will be engaged on October 16.

Feng ChuChu bit his head hard. Warning herself to be calm, she quickly called Si Yeqing and still refused to answer, so she went to Si without thinking.

"Sorry, Miss Feng, our president is really not here." Yuan Mo smiled, but his heart was almost bitter into a bitter chrysanthemum. He knew that Feng came back to Si Yeqing, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

"Si Yeqing, you come out!" the wind shouted clearly.

"Miss Feng, the president is really not here." Yuan Mo opened his arms to stop Feng ChuChu, afraid that Feng ChuChu suddenly broke in.

Feng ChuChu narrowed her eyes and raised her legs to the stomach of the end of the Yuan Dynasty. She used a lot of strength. The end of the Yuan Dynasty squatted down with her stomach covered.

The wind clearly strides into Si Yeqing's office. As expected, there is no figure of Si Yeqing.

"Miss Feng, please go out quickly." Yuan Mo covered his stomach and said with a distorted expression.

"Where has he gone?" Feng asked clearly and expressionless.