Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"ChuChu, don't lie on the shoulder of President Si. Come and lie on mine," Cheng Ziyu said quickly.

"No, you're too sweet." when Feng ChuChu said, he lay down on Si Yeqing's shoulder, and Si Yeqing didn't dare to hurt Feng ChuChu.

For a moment, the scene was a little awkward. Her wooden eyes turned red. She wanted to go. She was sitting near the wall. Cheng Ziyu was blocked there, and she couldn't go.

"You big pig hoof, agreed to take care of me all my life. Why did you abandon me? I know it's wrong. Why don't you forgive me, why don't you believe me, why do you believe that green tea bitch, why!"

Si Yeqing felt that his shoulder was hot. Sure enough, he saw Feng ChuChu crying, and his heart had some expectations. If Feng ChuChu really hadn't done those things, if he still loved him.

Muzi saw that Si Yeqing's expression was a little loose. She secretly said that she was bad. She thought that she had carefully prepared such a long plan. Did she fall short because of the clear wind crying crazy with wine? Muzi bit her teeth. She would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

"Since Miss Feng is so shamelessly pestering my fiance, I don't need to bear it any more." Muzi took out his mobile phone and played a recording.

"If Miss Feng can be sincere to night engine, I am willing to quit" this is Muzi's voice.

"Yeqing will be mine sooner or later, and Si will be mine at that time, and you and the children in your stomach, do you think I can let go?" this is the clear voice of the wind.

"I promise I won't disturb you, but you can make Yeqing happy."

"Oh, you think I really love Si Yeqing. Forget it. Why do I talk to you so much? I'll eradicate your obstacle first."

Then there was a scream and the sound of rolling down the stairs at noon.

This recording happened to be exposed the day the wind pushed the wood downstairs.

Si Yeqing suddenly calmed down, especially when he heard Feng ChuChu say, "do you think I really love Si Yeqing?"

"Yeqing, I know you love Miss Feng very much, so I haven't taken out this recording, but now Miss Feng tangles with you in front of me and slanders our children. I really can't stand it," said Muzi, crying.

Si Yeqing forcibly pushes Feng ChuChu away. Feng ChuChu sneers at Muzi. "You're great. I can get any kind of recording. How did you find those technical talents?"

"The wind is clear, you've had enough" is what Si Yeqing said this time.

"Si Yeqing, you always don't believe me." Feng ChuChu said with a bitter smile. Cheng Ziyu, sitting opposite her, seemed to be worried. Someone once asked him the same question.

"ChuChu, let's go," Cheng Ziyu said seriously, putting away his usual fake smile.

"I won't go. I'll make it clear today. I've never done anything to hurt you in my life." Feng ChuChu supported the table with one hand and the whole person was a little unstable.

"Night engine..." Muzi looked at Si night engine with tears in her eyes.

Si Yeqing sneered and said, "the wind is clear, you don't play anymore."

Feng stood up and smiled bitterly. "I'm acting, I've been acting, otherwise how can you believe me so much?"

Cheng Ziyu hurried forward to hold Feng ChuChu, and Feng ChuChu, who fell in Cheng Ziyu's arms, cried.

"Well, don't cry. Let's look at the dog men and women," Cheng Ziyu coaxed.

"Why don't you believe me? Why?" said Feng ChuChu with a crying voice.

Cheng Ziyu picked Feng ChuChu up and said, "President of the company, ChuChu has nothing to do with you since then. Please don't harass ChuChu again. I will also advise ChuChu not to go to you. We'll see you later."

With that, Cheng Ziyu took the wind and strode away. Si Yeqing pursed his mouth and looked at Cheng Ziyu's back. His heart was as painful as being pricked by a needle when he thought of the wind just now.

Muzi sighed deeply, smiled bitterly and said, "even if I have been hurt more, I can't afford Miss Feng's crying."

With that, Muzi took his bag and strode away. There was only Si Yeqing left on the table. Just now, the wind was clear and the noise was a little loud. Plus, the face of his boss Yeqing was well known in the upper class circle of the city, so everyone held their breath and watched this rich family farce.

In less than one night, today's story spread all over the upper class circle.

Si Yeqing poured himself a glass of wine. He felt like a walking corpse. His head was blank, and only his heart was in pain.

After drinking a few more glasses of wine, Si Yeqing slowly got up and left.

The drunken Feng sat in the co pilot's seat twirling and muttering "why don't you believe me?"

Because the wind twisted too much, the seat belt opened a button on the wind's chest, and there was a faint spring.

Cheng Ziyu's nose blood flowed down on the spot. He quickly stopped, picked up the toilet paper in the car, blocked his nose, and then took off his coat and covered his windy body.

The hot wind caught Cheng Ziyu's clothes at once. Cheng Ziyu looked uncontrollably at Feng's chest. This time, another nose began to bleed.

Cheng Ziyu untied his tie and tied it to Feng ChuChu's hand. Feng ChuChu stopped for a while.

When Feng Ivy saw Cheng Ziyu carrying Feng home, she was embarrassed.

"Ziyu, thank you for bringing our family back"

"It's all right, grandma Feng. I should do it. The clear room is over there. I'll hold her," Cheng Ziyu said with a smile.

"Please"

Cheng Ziyu put fengchuchu on the bed, then covered fengchuchu with a quilt, and then took his coat out of fengchuchu.

Feng Ivy comes forward to tuck in Feng's delicate quilt. After the two come out, Feng Ivy sees the blood on Cheng Ziyu and asks anxiously, "why do you have blood on your body? Did you fight with anyone?"

Cheng Ziyu smiled awkwardly. "No, I'm angry with seafood, so I've been leaving nosebleed."

"Then I'll cook some soup for you to eliminate the fire." Feng Ivy tried to go to the kitchen.

"No, no wind, grandma. I'm fine. I'll go first," said Cheng Ziyu, leaving like the wind.

After Feng Ivy closed the door, she turned to Feng ChuChu's bedroom and opened the Feng ChuChu's quilt. As a result, she saw the spring light on Feng ChuChu's chest and remembered Cheng Ziyu's reaction just now. Her face turned black.

He who hates iron but doesn't become steel ordered a little windy head. How old a man is, he still learns to get drunk from others. Well, now he has suffered a loss and has been seen by others.

The next day, when Feng ChuChu got up, he knocked hard on his head and looked blankly at everything around him. What did she do yesterday and her memory slowly returned. Feng ChuChu felt more despair while being ashamed and angry.

Her relationship with Si Yeqing can't stand the test?