Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Si Yeqing's cell phone is still ringing, but Si Yeqing ignores it. He doesn't need to look. He knows that it must be someone in the family who called him.

To tell the truth, he was angry when he was forcibly taken away from his position as president by Si Wenshu, but he was more relieved. He was raised as an heir since childhood. Everything he said and did should meet the standards of the heir without any freedom.

I didn't think there was anything before. After all, it was my responsibility. But after meeting the wind, Si Yeqing knew that the world was not like this. The original feeling of freedom was like this. But now he is free, but he has lost the wind.

At the same time, on the other side, what company documents are being made in the office of the original company night engine.

"I didn't expect that I was in my 60s, but I still sat in this position." Si Wenwen sighed. He thought that he and Si Yeqing's grandfather made a lot of blood for this position. Although he was robbed of this position by Si Yeqing's grandfather at that time, even years later, this position still came into his hands and will always be in his hands.

"President, when are you going to start Anan's operation?" this time Muzi didn't affectionately call Si Wenwei Grandpa, but respectfully called the president.

"Don't worry, I'll do it. Xiao Qi has gone to the United States. I believe he can have surgery soon," Si Wenshu said indifferently.

"Thank you, president. It's nothing. I'll leave first." Muzi said and left, but was stopped by Si Wenshu.

"You won't betray me. I heard that the operation needs bone marrow more than once," Si Wenshu said with a sneer.

Muzi lowered his head, covered up his resentment, and his tone was particularly respectful. "Of course not. After all, Anan's life is still in your hand."

Si Wenshu snorted coldly, "it'd better be so, otherwise I don't know what I'll do. Well, go down."

When Muzi returned to his office, his cell phone rang. When he opened it, he saw a picture sent from the United States, and the protagonist of the picture was a thin man lying in a hospital bed with all kinds of pipes.

The note below the photo is that the operation was successful.

Muzi sat down on the ground, and tears fell on the ground drop by drop. Anan is saved, Anan is saved!

Only when the wind was clear the next day did she know about Si's change of master, and the first thing she thought of was Si Yeqing. What a proud and conceited person Si Yeqing was.

Si's change of ownership is undoubtedly a heavy blow to him. She is very afraid of Si Yeqing's impulse to do something stupid.

"Shutter, help me find out where Si Yeqing is now and his state." the wind said clearly to the shutter.

Without hesitation, the shutter refused "no!"

As long as he remembered what Si Yeqing had done to the wind, he wanted to break Si Yeqing into pieces, let alone investigate Si Yeqing now.

"I'm begging you, okay?"

"No, Chen is very busy now. I can't leave."

Feng ChuChu sighed helplessly. In fact, she can check it by herself, but it is inevitable that she will encounter Si Yeqing. Now she can't see Si Yeqing without seeing Si Yeqing, but since the shutter doesn't check, she can't "well, I have to go by myself"

"No, sister ChuChu, you can't go. Si Yeqing's fate today is that he doesn't know people clearly and deserves it. Sister ChuChu, have you forgotten how the devil treated you at the beginning?" the shutter advised.

"This is the last time," said Feng, getting up clearly and trying to put on his coat,

This time, the shutter sighed helplessly, "OK, I'll go."

The wind looked at the shutter gratefully and said "thank you shutter"

"Sister ChuChu said for the last time"

The wind nodded heavily.

"Sister ChuChu, I'm coming." Cheng Ziyu's voice came in before he entered the door.

"You go quickly," said Feng ChuChu.

The shutter nodded. When the shutter went out, she just met Cheng Ziyu who was going to come in.

Good morning, brother. Cheng Ziyu deliberately said the word "brother".

"Good morning, uncle Ziyu" is also said very seriously by the shutter, and being called uncle makes people feel very old. Sure enough, Cheng Ziyu's face turns black.

"Sister ChuChu, look at the shutter and bully me," Cheng Ziyu said plainly to the aggrieved Chaofeng.

The blinds are white, and Cheng Ziyu leaves fengchuchu's office. Now the distraught fengchuchu doesn't bother to talk to Cheng Ziyu.

"Say something quickly, I have to work." Feng said with a clear and expressionless face.

Cheng Ziyu took out two tickets from his pocket and raised the play "secret love for the Peach Blossom Land" in front of the wind. Do you want to see it tomorrow night.

"Do you think I'm in the mood to watch a drama?" Feng looked at Cheng Ziyu clearly and speechlessly. She now owes 2 billion to be a prisoner.

"Relax, the Ming and Qing Dynasties and Zhang Xiaonan have gone to find the middleman, and I believe there will be results soon." on the degree of cheekiness, Cheng Ziyu claims to be the second, and absolutely no one dares to be the first.

"I don't like watching drama" is clear. I haven't seen drama even in college. My intuition is not good-looking.

"Look, this is very famous." in order to avoid meeting Si Yeqing like last time, Cheng Ziyu specially ordered a play. Although this play is very famous, after all, there are more people who love movies now, so he doesn't believe he can meet Si Yeqing this time.

"Cheng Ziyu, if you don't go out again, I'll call grandma Ruan." before the clear voice fell, Cheng Ziyu had disappeared from the office.

And there is a drama ticket lying quietly on the desk.

In less than a morning, the shutter came back.

"Sister ChuChu, Si Yeqing is now so cruel that he is enjoying it in his villa." the shutter was a little angry. He finally found Si Yeqing's address. As a result, he saw seven or eight women dressed up enter Si Yeqing's home.

After hearing this, Feng ChuChu had no reaction, but let the shutters out.

It seems that Si Yeqing's recovery is faster and faster. Does she need to stick to the past all the time? Feng ChuChu is distracted by the drama tickets on the table.

Ming and Qing Dynasties and Zhang Xiaonan called out a middle-aged woman named Liu Chun, who was the middle link of this series of tax evasion.

"What can I do for you?" Liu Chun nervously drank the water from her quilt. She wouldn't have come out if the two men didn't say they had a handle on her tax evasion.

"Juanzi, they have explained everything to us. We just hope you can honestly explain what you have done, so that Chen can consider not suing you," said Ming and Qing expressionless.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Liu Chun drank her saliva again. She warned herself not to be nervous. The two people in front of her.