My ceo wife

The haughty and cool Murong Yi is just a symbolic resistance to such a character as her. It does not seem like a shrew like to tear the waves of hair. Roaring like a tigress. Just that pair of cold resentful eyes, has been disdaining this man.

Similarly, Shen Lang didn't like Murong. I'm a little embarrassed by her eyes.

"Look up at me!"

Murong Gu snorted and said, "Shen Lang. You are now. In my eyes, even a beggar on the street is not as good as you know. "

"Why should I know, less than a year. In other people's eyes, I am either a business operator. Most of all, he is also a man of great influence. But only in your eyes. I can't even compare with your garbage. You'd rather let your brother, who has swallowed the bottom line of morality, betray you, or let Abe, who has the dirty blood of Japanese people, insult you, than face me, right

"That's right."

Shen Lang smashed the exquisite mirror on the bedside table. Hold a piece tightly and put it in front of Murong Yi. Holding her neck on the lens.

"Look at you now. Is that the expression that human beings can make? You have no right to look down on me. Relying on his family background to create Jianghang, or like Wang Zhaojun, he was forced to give it to foreigners and relatives? "

"Shen Lang, you are not as good as a beast!"

"Yes! Murongyi, you should be very lucky. You're the only woman who's pissed me off so far, and you're about to get the treatment a real woman deserves. "

"Asshole! You do it. Are you worthy of my aunt? " In his confusion, Murong Yi caught a moral straw.

"Feiyan praised me this morning. I'm the gentlest man in the world. Well, I think so, so I'll try to be gentler later. Please cooperate with President Murong. "

Murong Yi suddenly realized that what he realized was his own life. She mistakenly thought that she was the leader of the new generation of young people in the family and could turn the tide, but in the end she was regarded as a chess piece.

She gazed at the face of the waves and vowed to carve the present state of mind in her bone marrow.

"As the man after you, I would like to advise you that from today on, you only belong to me. Of course, after today, do you still think that Abe xiangtian will want you as a fallen flower

"You deserve me? Ha ha. "

"Ha ha! It seems that you still don't realize it. My university tutor told me that people are natural people first, and social people second. Take off your hat as president of Jianghang. Ha ha, Miss Murong, you are just a girl

Pain, Murong Yi felt the first time than the body is also painful heartache. When she was in a panic, her wrists and ankles were already strangled, the luxurious Simmons mattress was up and down, and the whole soul seemed to swing.

"Waves! You don't deserve to be a man. "

"Whatever you say, continue to hate me with your pride. The deeper you hate, the more you can remember me."

Murongyi closed his eyes and his tears drenched the pillow.

Shen Lang held this cold face in his hand, gently kisses it, and feels the tears on his cheek. Like an art exhibition, he peels off this beautiful jade.

Waiting is a painful process. Murong Yi only has Shen Lang's mind about how to treat him rudely, how he will revenge him, and how his fingernails stab his shoulder.

Some of them are dull and some of them are at a loss. Suddenly, Murong Yi finds that he has not waited for the rude scene shown on the video tape just now. When he opens his eyes again, his eyes are opposite to the waves.

"The comprehension ability is good. How can I feel the pleasure of blaspheming you if you don't look at me." Shen Lang appreciates Murong's deep feeling and the tight legs on the edge of the bed.

"Don't be more shameless than I think. Is this the broken pot in the legend? You know there will be a death tomorrow, and today you will blaspheme me severely. It's fun to insult a woman who has no power to bind a chicken. You're the best man you can be. "

"My miss Murong, I find that you are more vulgar than I think. I think you can get away with this kind of vulgar provocation. Come on, I'll teach you for free. First of all, I declare that this is not a pity, but a necessary prelude to achieve the best effect. " Shen Lang said, kissing her.

At first, Murong did not understand, but finally found a problem, his body is gradually betraying his soul and will. That's what she felt most humiliated about, as if she had succumbed to the devil's grasp.

Jiangling at the end of June is the season of Meiyu, and the drizzle is not clear in a week.

The edges and corners of Shen Lang's appearance, and even his taste, are gradually remembered by Murong Yi in every cell.

"It is said that President Murong is the dream lover of all unmarried men in Jiangling. Oh, the fashionable name is goddess. Although we are in a mess, how can I have such a sense of achievement? "

"Oh." Murong Yi can't speak at all. I think so. How can she resist half an old hand on the battlefield. "I hate you, no matter how you will live or die.""If you want to hate it, you'll hate it all your life. Don't forget me."

Although murongyi's EQ is low, the talented beauty in her early twenties is actually very precocious. When she was a young girl, she dreamed about her future partner. In the past, she felt that she would be a prince charming and even have a sad love story.

With the growth of her age, Murong Yi is free from the fairy tales and witnessed the marriage of Murong aristocratic family. Gradually, she is against marriage. The lobby sister Murong Xueer pursues her own love, but ye Ruhai is dead. Her aunt Murong Feiyan is independent, but she just takes a fancy to Shen lang. the so-called love doesn't matter.

Until tonight, after watching the video of Abe and murongke working together to calculate their own, the word "husband or partner" in her mind is derived from the image of a devil.

Now, when Shen Lang comes into her life, although she doesn't admit it, she can't deny that her man is neither prince charming nor devil, just Shen lang. although this reality is hard to accept, she must accept it, because it is a reality after all.

What is done is done.

Murongyi is murongyi. Although tired and resentful, he still stubbornly puts on his clothes and glances at the man who smokes on the balcony outside. He is not sure whether he hates or others.

"Get me a glass of water." Said Shen Lang.

Murong Yi at the door of her bedroom suddenly feels that this is the most difficult choice she is facing. She just needs to pour a glass of water. If she doesn't pour, she yells at Shen Lang, and her persistence and arrogance become a shrew in a rotten street, even ridiculed by Shen Lang.

Murong Yi forbeared for a long time. He really went to get the teapot and poured him a cup of herbal tea.

Shen Lang drank water, put down his glass, got up and left without a word of concern.

"Where to?" Murong Yi asked questions like a wife.

"Murder." The person killed naturally refers to Murong Yi's fiance, an benxiangtian.

Shen Lang took the door and clenched his fist. If you're right, the full moon is ready. In this upcoming game of life and death, there are two big variables.

First of all, what Shen Lang did tonight, how Murong aristocratic family or Murong Han expressed his position is a key problem. Zhou Zhengyang is another chess player who decides the outcome. Although Shen Lang pays attention to Murong Yi, he can also detect the wind and grass.

Facts have proved that Shen Lang's choice is correct. The Murong family's children sitting in Tianya villa choose to watch the fire from the other side. For them, whether it is the moon watching faction of Shen Lang's side or an benxiangtian's branch, they can promote this cooperation. Murong Han will only cooperate with living people.

When Shen Lang came to a villa bought casually by the full moon yesterday, as he expected, he had already hidden his sister and replaced it with a group of people in black.

"Unexpectedly, let you an outsider take the lead to open the war." The full moon said with a smile.

"If you wear a helmet when I'm making out with my wife, I'll kill you now."

"Ha ha, do you still use me to peep. AnBen xiangtian is mad now. He will suspend his contact with Tianya villa for the time being. He will kill you first and then me. "

Shen Lang puts one arm on the shoulder of the full moon. Two men are leaning against the window, and the moist air comes to their faces. Two moths are fluttering on the screen window, and they want to come in. This scene proves a fable: moths are fluttering at the fire.

"Half an hour ago, Abe xiangtian would worship his ancestors in Hanyan temple."

"Ha ha, whose ancestor? Funny, you Japanese devils come here to worship our ancestors. Are we all your fathers? "

The full moon has never been a person limited to one family and one country, but she still doesn't like the irony of Shen Lang.

"You don't know that AnBen toshu, the grandfather of AnBen xiangtian, died in Jiangling in the war. That Hanyan temple is the ancestral temple set up for him by the descendants of AnBen."

"Isn't that just right? Let's give him a ride to be reunited with his ancestors."

With that, Shen Lang looked back at him, took a deep breath, opened the screen with one hand, and two moths flew in, hovering around the chandelier, leaving mottled shadows on the carpet. "Are you sure?"

"No

In the villa, dozens of people dressed in black and plain clothes are all carrying the Japanese sword, and the atmosphere is depressed in the gloomy atmosphere.

"Each of the three chaebols in the company has a secret weapon behind it," the full moon said. The executioners of the AnBen clan are all cruel warriors. They are very different from our servants when you see them. "

"Keep an eye on the thief first."

This time, the full moon shook her head and said faintly, "no one left."

Shen Lang frowned and suddenly felt the murderous spirit of the full moon.

"Even if you kill Abe, there will be another Abe. Only when we get rid of their influence in Jiangling to the maximum extent, can we get rid of them once and for all. "

Shen Lang thought about it and guessed that there was some kind of relationship between the life experience of full moon and the family of AnBen. He snorted: "I'm afraid it's not so simple. Of course, you can choose not to tell me, and I'm not interested in listening. I'm more particular about division of labor, and I'm only responsible for the head of AnBen xiangtian.""You fart. Even if we work together, we can only win by half. Now is not the time for you to show off."

Shen Lang suddenly grabbed the collar of the full moon and said, "this is my personal problem. Do you think I will share with you the scum who torments my own women?"