Marriage Defense

Well Jin Cheng, be gentle I'm afraid of pain. "In the conference hall on the 18th floor of Tianshun group, Shen Jincheng has just inserted the USB flash disk into a high configuration Apple computer.On the huge LCD screen, the computer that should have shown the form, suddenly sounded a charming female voice, such as a sultry thunder in everyone's ears.The meeting hall was in an uproar!At this time, Lin Yan, who is recording the summary of the meeting, stops his pen in his hand and subconsciously raises his head. An ambiguous picture comes into her view.Shen Jincheng, the president of Tianshun group, is standing in front of the conference table, with his slender fingers pressing on the sandalwood table, and his deep black eyes cover all the people around the table.Finally, his eyes fell on Lin Yan quietly and playfully.Lin Yan could not help feeling pain in his forehead, and a sarcastic and bitter smile rose from his lips."This What's going on here! Jin Cheng What do you meanAt the same time, Shen Jincheng's cousin instantly lowered his old face, pointed to the screen, and questioned, "can't it be you, Jin Cheng?"The directors nodded and whispered, "how can such photos appear in such a crucial meeting! It's a disgrace to shun Tian's clan! ""Yes, if it's spread out, what would it look like?"Embarrassing video clips broke the silence of the conference room, and there was a lot of discussion!Shen Jincheng's tall and stiff body, sharp sight across Lin Yan's indifferent face under the stage, and his dark eyes seem like a storm.He strode forward with a big stride, and the computer was closed with a slap of his palm. The woman's panting and the man's low roar finally calmed down, and the screen returned to pitch black.The board of directors, which had been under heated discussion, was silent and looked at each other.