Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Banquet Secretary night: "I drive the one in the company."

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The banquet Secretary parked his car in the garage at night, and the living room in the villa is lit.

"Back?" josing heard the door open. She got up from the sofa. The voice is calm.

"Why don't you go to bed?"

Banquet Secretary night came in, josin took her hand, and she lay on the sofa. Hands and feet are cold.

"Is it a work party tonight?" Qiao Xin pinched her mobile phone and looked at the banquet Secretary night with exploration and expectation in her eyes.

"No, Luo Bing asked me to talk about her. I'll help you sleep in the bedroom first. It's cold. Don't wait for me next time."

The banquet secretary used his own temperature to warm josin's cold hands. Trying to help josin into the bedroom.

"Today is our 100th wedding anniversary, do you remember?" josin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the banquet secretary's explanation.

The banquet secretary went to dinner with Liang Luobing tonight. She already knew it from the group.

But josin still wants to hear the banquet Secretary explain it himself. Fortunately, he didn't let her down.

"Remember, the gift is in my office. It's for you tomorrow."

The wedding anniversary banquet night is naturally remembered. He was preparing gifts a month in advance. The sapphire necklace photographed at a charity party is the jewelry that the queen of England has collected for many years.

When the necklace first appeared in front of the public, banquet Secretary night thought it was very suitable for josin.

Brilliance blooms. Like a polished diamond. It's like josin now. Shine in front of everyone.

For the eight figure necklace, banquet Secretary night just thought it was worthy of josin.

Chanel has released the latest perfume in the air. This is not the first time that Qiao Xin has ever heard of it. Last time at the banquet house, Qiao Xin smelled it from Liang Luobing.

Charm. It is the main style in autumn and winter.

Qiao Xin: "did you have dinner with Liang Luobing? Why?"

Banquet Secretary night looked at a circle of black at the bottom of josin's eyes. He was a little distressed about josin.

"Darling, you have a rest first. I'll take a bath. I just talked to Luo Bing about the past. Don't think about it."

Next time you eat out, you must come back as soon as possible, otherwise josin will always wait for him, and banquet Secretary night will only feel distressed.

But looking at a yellow light at home, the banquet secretary's mood is a little warm.

He thought that when he came home, he looked at a lamp left for him, and his heart seemed to have a sense of belonging.

Josin looked at his cell phone. It was late.

"It's one or two o'clock in the morning. What did you talk about? It will take five or six hours? Will you not come back if I don't call you?"

When dinner was ready, Qiao Xin called the banquet company night, but before the phone was dialed, Qiao Xin saw the gossip of the internal group of banquet employees.

Forget it. Call now. Maybe it will disturb their dinner. Josin angrily threw his cell phone into the sofa.

The dishes on the table, from steaming to disappearing temperature, josin looked at the gradually cold food and sat on the sofa expressionless, waiting for the banquet Secretary to come back at night.

Banquet Secretary Ye's voice was gentle: "how can I not come back? She was drunk. I sent her assistant Liu home, and I drove back immediately."

Josin saw that there were two hairs on Yan Si's smoky gray suit, both on his chest.

Chestnut big wave long hair is not the hair on Liang Luobing's head!