Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning's most humiliating time in her life was this. She stood in the middle of the office disheveled and allowed the gloomy man to examine her. Her lotus collar shirt was torn and two or three buttons were lost. She could see the underwear inside.

She leaned uneasily and saw Roy with a black and blue face beside her. She was no better than her. She was a little happy at last.

Just now she should have been more cruel. She'd better tear her mouth and make her Chinese longer and Chinese shorter.

Leng Youchen looked at the two women, especially the woman whose mouth was already rising, and was angry. "There was a fight in the office, huh?"

Wei Anning's heart was cold. Before he could speak, Roy had complained to the villain first, "Leng Zong, she did it first."

Wei Anning stared at her without retorting, "yes, I did it first. You insult my compatriots first. I won't apologize to you."

"You!"

"Have you had enough noise?" Leng Youchen was originally sitting. Now he was so angry that he directly patted the table and stared at them angrily, "there's not enough noise. Do you want me to spare the office for you to continue to quarrel?"

Wei Anning bites his lip and doesn't start. He doesn't look at Roy.

Roy also said goodbye angrily, and the two ignored each other.

Leng Youchen's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his cold eyes scanned the two people. However, Roy was a little more miserable. Methodist fighting, which he had seen in Birmingham that day.

However, women fight either by pulling their hair or clothes, which can't even be stopped by national boundaries.

Look at Wei Anning's beautiful long hair. At the moment, it is cluttered behind her shoulder. In addition, her clothes are stretched with a few buttons, and her lace underwear is looming, which is a bit more charming for no reason.

"Designer Roy, please go out first." Leng Youchen glanced at Roy with cold eyes.

Roy stamped his foot angrily, "Mr. Leng, she started first. If you don't give me an explanation, I'll complain to the boss about your weakness."

Leng Youchen sneered and looked crazy. "I'm just protecting my weaknesses. You can complain and see if you leave or I leave."

Roy's face became ugly for a moment. He was distracted by his appearance and looked at him in a daze for a moment.

Although there are headhunting companies to poach talents recently, the strength of those companies is uneven, and she can't leave Huanyu real estate, so even if Leng Youchen protects her weaknesses, she can only swallow the evil spirit.

She recovered herself and slammed the door without saying a word.

The office was quiet for a few seconds. Wei Anning saw him staring at her for a moment. Thinking of his overbearing words just now, his heart trembled, "that, I..."

"Aren't you very articulate? Tell me, what happened just now?"

Leng Youchen paced to her and stood still. His eyes dropped. He saw the gully squeezed out in front of her chest. His body was full of blood. This girl was simply a model of childlike beauty.

Wei Anning bit her lips and felt inexplicably wronged. "She scolded me that it doesn't matter. I won't allow her to drag the whole Chinese compatriots into the water. Why should she overturn a boat with one pole?"

Leng Youchen's eyebrows and eyes moved gently. He had never seen her so childish, and his heart was soft in a mess. "Just because of this, do you have a fight with her?"

"What? This is ethnic discrimination. I should have punched her more just now to make her mouth stink!" Wei Anning's teeth itched with hate.