Lucky One becomes Unlucky

At that time, Qian Zhaozhao wanted to go and have a look in person, so when he chose Mo Zhiling to play cards, he didn't know that she came back so soon. He didn't go to the real estate to have a look in person.

"Master Mo, I don't want to talk too much with you. I'm going home." Having said that, Qian Zhaozhao stooped to avoid Mo Yanjing's obstruction and went downstairs in a hurry.

Moyanjing looking at her left back, mouth Yang Yang: "really naughty."

Ruan Wei has been standing in the distance, looking at only Mo Yanjing, who dares to come here.

"Da Shao, Qian Zhaozhao and Mo Zhiling have a grudge. If you go with her, will she..."

"I just let Qian Zhaozhao deal with Mo Zhiling." Mo Yanjing's bright eyes suddenly darkened.

He disdains to deal with Mo Zhiling, otherwise she should cry in front of Mo song.

Mo Yanjing goes to the French window and stands on the second floor of the company. He sees Feng Heng's car coming towards Qian Zhaozhao.

Next to him, a female colleague whispered.

"Oh, I envy Mr. Qian. He has such a handsome husband to pick me up every day."

"Yes, do you know? Her husband is Feng Heng

"Life wins."

Mo Yan Jing picked pick eyebrow, then see feng Heng get off.

Feng Heng inadvertently raises his head and just sees Mo Yanjing. Mo Yanjing hooks his lips to him.

His deep eyes couldn't see clearly, so he quickly took back his eyes and thought he didn't see anything.

Mo Yanjing see some frustration: "this guy is still so self righteous."

I remember when I was a child, the two families often met, and Feng Heng felt more superior than other children.

Mo Yanjing picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Feng Heng on purpose.

Feng Heng got into the car and looked at the message. His eyes sank. Then he looked at Qian Zhaozhao.

"What's the matter?" Qian Zhaozhao found his sight strange, so he asked.

"Nothing. I can't come to pick you up because I have something to do in the next few days." Seal and honing thin lips slightly open.

After listening, Qian Zhaozhao nodded: "it doesn't matter."

In fact, she didn't want Feng Heng to pick up and see her colleagues around the company every day.

"Do you really think it doesn't matter?" Feng Heng looked at her and asked.

"Of course, work is the most important thing." Qian Zhaozhao didn't catch the overtones in his words.

"If I don't come to pick you up, someone will see you off, won't I?" Feng Heng suddenly stops the car, and the sound seems to come from the ice cellar.

Qian Zhaozhao's heart trembled, feeling the jealousy in his words“ Are you okay? Who will send me? "

Feng Heng's deep eyes tightly locked her in sight, and then he held out his hand and clasped the back of her head, kissing her lips.

His kiss was rude and overbearing. Qian Zhaozhao's eyes trembled slightly. He looked clumsily for a breath as if he had been strangled.

After a long time, he finally let go. Qian Zhaozhao felt that his mind was blank and leaned against his chest, panting heavily.

At this time, Feng Heng gently kisses her forehead and starts the car again.

After recovering, Qian Zhaozhao looked ahead, his chest undulating.

What's the matter with him? All of a sudden, I don't know why.

Back home, the atmosphere was cold.

After the two children went to bed, there were only Qian Zhaozhao and Feng Heng in the family.

Qian Zhaozhao took a bath and lay in bed, feeling a little confused.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the man's hot breath came.

"Feng Heng..." she didn't have time to resist. She was pressed by Feng Heng

Beautiful night.

In the morning, Qian Zhaozhao wakes up and Feng Heng has gone to work.

After washing and going out, she saw a black car waiting outside.

The bodyguard opened the door and stood respectfully waiting outside: "madam, the president asked us to take you to work."

Qian Zhaozhao nodded after listening.

To the company, Mo Yanjing has been waiting for himself in the office.

"Why are you still there?" Qian Zhaozhao saw that he had some doubts.

"I can't help it. The old man was afraid of me and gave me a job, so I came here to have a look." Mo Yanjing said, narrow eyes see her neck between the purple.

Qian Zhaozhao noticed his sight and turned his head awkwardly.

"Let Su Yichen arrange an office for you later. You can't work here." Having said that, Qian Zhaozhao sat in his office chair.

She has long heard about Mo Yanjing's position in Mohism. If Mohism has something to do, he has power. If Mohism has nothing to do, he becomes idle.

Qian Zhaozhao didn't understand. How could Mo song do this to his son? Sometimes I would rather let Mo feiran, who can't do anything, be the project manager than Mo Yanjing.

"I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"About Mo Zhi Ling, I know you let Su Yi Chen buy a house in private." Moyanjing road.

Qian Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, and squinted: "do you want someone to investigate me?"

"Why are you so serious? This kind of thing can be found out at will. Are you worried about me helping Mo Zhiling?" Mo Yanjing did not hide.

Qian Zhaozhao did not play a riddle after listening: "Mo Zhiling is your little aunt, blood is thicker than water, but I tell you, even if you stop, I will not stop."

Mo Yanjing stood up straight after hearing: "don't worry, I won't take care of Mohist affairs."

Then he went out of the office.

Looking at his back, Qian Zhaozhao suddenly feels that he is very lonely.

Here, Qian Zhaozhao is trying to deal with Mo Zhiling, but she didn't expect that Lin Yuyang starts to play her game.

……

For two days, Feng Heng didn't come back.

In the evening, Qian Zhaozhao had dinner with Xiao Fu as usual.

"Mommy, why doesn't Daddy come back?" Xiao Fu asked her.

"Daddy wants to work. He'll come back after work." Qian replied.

These days, she seems to have been used to Feng Heng with them.

"When will he finish his work?" Xiao Fu asked.

After listening to Qian Zhaozhao, he couldn't answer all of a sudden. This is the news Xiaojing saw on TV: "isn't that brother-in-law?"

Qian turned his head and saw Feng Heng and his party attend the recent business talks.

At this time, they were surrounded by reporters, standing next to him a tall beauty, generous to speak for him.

"Mr. Feng, you have a successful career. When are you going to get married?" A reporter asked.

After hearing this, Feng Heng opened his thin lips and said, "no comment."

The reporter kept up: "Mr. Feng, is it because of Qian Zhaozhao that you have been unmarried now? I heard that Qian Zhaozhao has become the representative of IL area a as ivy, do you know?"

Seal Heng Mo Tong a Lin.

Seeing this, Qian Zhaozhao's heart was lifted and his hand with chopsticks tightened.

"What does this matter to me?" Seal honing thin lip light open, counter ask a way.

Qian Zhaozhao's heart suddenly fell to the bottom. She took a mouthful of white rice with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. She felt very bitter.

"Mommy, who is the aunt next to daddy?" On one side, Xiao Fu pulled Qian Zhaozhao's sleeve.

"I don't know. Ask him when he comes back." Trying to bear the complex mood in his heart, Qian Zhaozhao stood up and went all the way to the bathroom to prevent the two children from feeling bad.