Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"I really don't know. I'm just a little secretary. How can I know the whereabouts of the president so clearly?" in fact, he knows, but he can't say unless he doesn't want to do it.

Feng ChuChu took the mobile phone that Yuan Mo put in his pocket, then firmly grasped yuan Mo's hand, pressed the unlock, and called Si Yeqing under the gaze of Yuan Mo's eyes.

Sure enough, there was a sound, and Si Yeqing took it.

"Hello"

"Si Yeqing, do you really want to get engaged to Muzi?" Feng tried to restrain his emotions and make himself look less excited.

"It's none of your business. Why is Yuanmo's mobile phone in your hand?"

Si Yeqing's tone was very plain, just like talking to a stranger, which deeply hurt Feng ChuChu.

"You answer me, are you going to be engaged to Muzi?" Feng ChuChu almost roared. The yuan Mo on one side couldn't cover his stomach. He looked at Feng ChuChu in horror. He felt that his career seemed to have come to an end. The first thing for Si Yeqing to return to the company must be to fire him.

"Yes"

"Muzi, she lied to you. She was not pregnant at all. I didn't push her at all. Why don't you believe me?" before Feng ChuChu's words were finished, a beep sounded at the other end of the phone. It was obvious that Si Yeqing hung up the phone.

This time, the wind was really broken. She held back her tears and looked up.

"Miss Feng, are you all right?" although the end of Yuan Dynasty was worried about his work on the one hand, on the other hand, he was also a little distressed about Feng ChuChu. How proud Feng ChuChu was that he was forced to be like this now, on the other hand, he thought that the president was not forced very miserably. He stood outside alone in a rainy day and watched Feng ChuChu leave with a man.

"I'm sorry about what happened just now." Feng Chuhong returned the mobile phone to the end of the Yuan Dynasty with her eyes. "If Yeqing has punished you, you can come to Chen and I'll compensate you."

After that, Feng ChuChu left. The end of the Yuan Dynasty looked at Xiang Feng's clear back and looked a little complicated.

As soon as he came out of Si's house, Feng ChuChu, the phone rang. He saw that it was Cheng Ziyu's. Feng ChuChu hung up the phone without thinking about it. It's just that Cheng Ziyu's dog skin plaster was so easy to give up. Feng ChuChu hung up several times, and he called several times. Finally, Feng ChuChu turned off the phone directly.

Feng ChuChu didn't know where she was going. She drove the car aimlessly. She was sad and didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The car finally stopped in front of the Guangdong Hong Kong Bar.

Feng ChuChu smiled bitterly and got off the bus. Unlike other bars, Guangdong Hong Kong Bar is open 24 hours, and the passenger flow has been constant, and did not dare to make trouble in the bar. On the one hand, it is because of the group of thugs raised by sister Wen, on the other hand, it is because of the power behind the bar, which makes some people dare not act rashly.

Feng ChuChu's professional clothes are a little out of tune with the atmosphere of the bar. Coupled with her strong atmosphere, it's like a senior executive of an enterprise who comes out to drink to relieve boredom after scolding the employees under his hand. There is a breath of no strangers all over her.

But there are still many men in the bar who are attracted by the wind. Their protruding body, exquisite face and the breath of strangers are always seducing their nerves and involuntarily fantasizing about the wind on their bed.

So they licked the corners of their mouths and hid in the dark. They greedily looked at the wind. When the time was ripe, they dragged the wind away without hesitation.

Sister Wen recognized at the moment when Feng ChuChu came. This was the woman who came to pick up Cheng Ziyu. She looked at the malicious men in the bar and felt bitter in her heart. Feng ChuChu really wanted something to happen in her bar. She had no doubt that Cheng Ziyu could really level their bar.

"Sister Wen, why are you so sad? Is today's Kaizi not in line with your appetite?" the big man on the side said, wiping his glass.

"Fuck you and work hard for me," said Sister Wen angrily.

The big man turned his mouth and said nothing. He agreed to let them be thugs here. As a result, he asked them to carry dishes and wash dishes all day. Well, in fact, the most important thing is that no one makes trouble here. They are really idle and flustered. At this time, the big man selectively ignored Cheng Ziyu.

Feng ChuChu casually ordered two glasses of wine. The entrance is an endless sense of bitterness. People are really a strange animal. They drink when they are happy and drink when they are sad, and wine is like the catalyst. When they are happy, they will only be happier, and when they are sad, they will only be more sad.

Feng ChuChu drank the wine in the glass with one mouthful. Some red wine fell down to the pink shirt along the corners of Feng ChuChu's mouth.

The spring light inside was faint and full of temptation. The man next to the wind swallowed his saliva unnaturally.

"Another drink," the wind said to the bartender, his face flushed. The men in the bar were more and more impatient.

If she hadn't been so stupid and fooled by Muzi, things wouldn't have developed like this. If she hadn't been so unique, didn't listen to Si Yeqing's explanation and didn't give Si Yeqing a chance, Si Yeqing wouldn't be so distrustful of her now. In the final analysis, everything was her fault.

But why doesn't Si Yeqing believe her? Why?

Thinking of Feng ChuChu, she felt more uncomfortable and drank more and more frequently. Sister Wen was frightened. She poked the big man who was wiping the cup next to her and said, "Dashan, please inform your brother and don't let anyone go up and harass the woman."

The man named Dashan looked at the wind who was drinking muggy wine and asked, "sister Wen, have you changed your taste now, even women?"

Sister Wen mercilessly patted Dashan's head and said, "fuck you, don't talk nonsense, go down and do it for me."

Dashan smiled twice, then put down the quilt and went to find his brother.

Finally, a very powerful childe in the city swaggered to Feng ChuChu's side despite sister Wen's obstruction.

Even though sister Wen was worried, she couldn't help it. The childe's family ate both black and white. Even she couldn't do anything about the childe.

"How can a beautiful woman drink muggy wine here alone? Do you need my little brother to accompany me?" the childe looks good, but there is a smell of dandy all over his body.

"Roll," Feng said with a clear and expressionless face. At this moment, her consciousness has been a little vague.

The childe didn't get angry at all. The smile on his face became more and more profound. "Go away, go away, go away in your arms."

Then the childe's eyes looked at Feng ChuChu's chest wet with wine, and the desire in his eyes became more and more obvious. Of course, he knew who Feng ChuChu was. After all, he also went to the charity party, but now everyone knows that Si Yeqing dumped Feng ChuChu and was engaged to Muzi.