Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Qiao Xin raised her eyebrows. It seems that Su Qing is behind her and speaks ill of her to Luo Wenyu.

But it doesn't matter.

It was all over, and she was angry.

Su Qing is still locked in her room and can't get out. She is probably cursing her angrily now.

"What's the matter, Mr. Luo."

Luo Wenyu opened his mouth and was about to say something. A cold voice sounded behind him. His tone was elegant and slow, but with a creepy cold.

He turned his head and saw that it was banquet Secretary night. He didn't know how long the man had been standing behind him.

Banquet Secretary ye walked slowly to josin's side. His hand seemed to be carelessly on her shoulder, which gave her a kind of strength: "did my little assistant annoy Mr. Luo?"

Josin had repressed his heavy heart. Seeing the banquet secretary's night, he relieved a lot in an instant.

"No, No."

Luo Wenyu didn't dare offend banquet Secretary Ye. He quickly shook his head and smiled awkwardly, "just talk to her."

"Really?" banquet Secretary Ye looked down at her. His narrow eyes were calm and calm. Just like his people, his tall and straight posture gave people a sense of security, "are you happy?"

Hearing the speech, josin shook his head directly, "not happy at all."

Luo Wenyu's face was even worse. Standing in place, he looked a little afraid of hands and feet.

"Since you are not happy talking, please leave Mr. Luo and continue talking. I'm afraid my little assistant will be unhappy all day."

The tone of protecting the calf.

Josin was very comfortable.

He was ordered by the banquet secretary in public. It was particularly obvious that fools could hear that.

Luo Wenyu was angry and anxious, but Yan Siye's current identity and status could not be shaken at all, not to mention whether he had the confidence to fight against him.

"OK, OK."

Luo Wenyu nodded, looked at Qiao Xin reluctantly, and left with a gray head and a gray face.

"How are you? Are you comfortable?"

After Luo Wenyu left, banquet Secretary ye asked her.

It's false to say you're not grateful.

Josin knew that banquet Secretary night was to help her out and vent his anger for her.

Unspeakable emotions are like the tide.

She bent her lips and nodded, "well, thank you, Si Ye. I will remember this favor."

"You're welcome. It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not." knowing Qiao Xin's small nature of gratitude, banquet Secretary Ye suddenly had a plan, smiled, pointed to his belly and nodded his face, "if you really want to thank me, why don't you kiss me?"

“……”

I thought Joachim looked at him, as usual.

However, josin didn't open his face. After hesitating for a while, he whispered, "play hooligans in broad daylight."

The voice was soft and delicate, like a feather falling from the air. It fell directly into his heart and scratched gently.

Banquet Secretary Ye suddenly clenched his hand and just suppressed the impulse to hold her.

His self-control has always been excellent, but since he met josing, his self-control has been on the verge of collapse at any time, and he is a little worried.

"Let's go back to the company first." Yan Siye's Adam's Apple moved slightly, turned and said.

"Yes."

At this time, the people in the venue have almost dispersed. When they go out to the door of the club and look out, the parking lot is empty.

"The driver has something temporary. I'll drive the car first. You wait for me."

"OK."

After getting josin's response, the banquet Secretary raised his feet and walked to the parking lot at night.

While waiting in boredom, josin suddenly felt a gust of wind, in which fine sand was rolled directly into her eyes.

Both eyes suffered.

It stings and hurts.

Josin could not help rubbing her eyes for a long time, and finally squeezed out a few tears and squeezed down the fine sand.

She exhaled, raised her eyes, and saw a black car parked in front of her. The window pulled down, revealing a beautiful face, and the expression on her face was a little complicated.

Banquet Secretary night looked at her, silent for a moment and said, "get in the car."

Joe Xin didn't feel anything at first, until the banquet Secretary night drove a few miles, and he suddenly asked, "do you really like him so much?"

Ah?

A headless sentence.

"What do you like?"

In the gap between waiting for the green light, the banquet secretary looked at her at night, with a complex expression: "that man, do you still have any feelings for him?"

The rest is not over

Qiao Xin reacted instantly. Is this Luo Wenyu?

"I've already broken up with him!" joshin opened his eyes. "There's no love left. There must be some hate left."

She is still regretting that when she caught the traitor in bed that day, she shouldn't have run out foolishly. She should rush over and slap the two dog men and women respectively!

"Then why are you crying?"

Ah? Qiao Xin touched her face and immediately understood what Yan Siye had misunderstood. She couldn't cry or laugh. She quickly waved her hand: "no, my eyes just went into the sand, I just rubbed them out."

Banquet Secretary Ye didn't speak, but it can be seen from his expression that he obviously didn't believe it.

Since ancient times, girls have been crying silently. When they are found, they use this set of words. Who believes there is a ghost.

"Really, you believe me!"

Josin hurriedly explained to him that it was more like covering up his gaffe.

The banquet Secretary saw it at night, and his expression became more complex. He looked directly at josin, his long eyes were dark and unpredictable, and seemed to turn over something, like exclusive desire and jealousy.

"Yes."

The green light came on and the man started the engine.

"It's true!" Qiao Xin saw that Yan Siye obviously didn't believe it. She almost screamed up to the sky. What she said is true!

"I know." banquet Secretary Ye nodded patiently.

No, no, no, you don't know, it's really true!

Say more wrong, say more, in the eyes of banquet Secretary ye, it seems to be covering up the facts.

Josin knew this well. After thinking about it, he stopped talking.

I'm tired and don't want to explain.

Along the way, the banquet Secretary didn't speak at all. Jun's face was slightly heavy. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After arriving at the company, he immediately returned to the office and claimed that he had a lot of things to do.

But he didn't work at his desk for long, and his irritability didn't subside at all, but became more and more intense.

The man frowned and pulled his tie with his slender fingers.

At first, I was only interested in josin, but later, in the process of getting along with her and getting to know each other, my initial interest gradually changed.

Josin was different from any woman he had ever known.

Slowly, care about her eyes, her thoughts.

... people who care about her.

The banquet Secretary felt a strong emotion in his heart for the first time after he had been pure and lustless for many years.

He was well aware of the surging emotion.

It's called jealousy.

It's really an ugly emotion. It shouldn't have, but it runs through his whole heart unscrupulously.

Banquet Secretary night slowly put down his pen. He raised his eyes and looked at a place.

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