Sweetheart on Fire: Stop it, Husband

Tong Nian patted her on the shoulder: "well, big beauty Zuo LAN, don't be sad. You will always meet the one who belongs to your life. It's just a matter of time. Don't worry."

"I've given up on meeting the right husband. Anyway, I'm very happy alone. I'll live my life alone. After I get old, I'll adopt two children to prepare for my future." Zuo LAN looked sad.

Tong Nian covered her mouth and smiled secretly. Now Zuo LAN is like a strong woman in the workplace. She is a complaining woman at all.

However, Tong Nian also thinks that Zuo Lan's words are good. How comfortable a person can live. You don't have to worry about how the two people's personalities run in, and you don't have to think about each other everywhere. You just need to take care of yourself.

Although sometimes a little lonely, but with the company of Tong Yuyi, all this seems so colorful.

Qiao family villa——

"Ten, nine... Three, two, one, rain, are you hiding? Godfather is coming to you." Qiao Lin took off the cloth that blocked his eyes and looked around, but he found no trace of Tong Yuyi hiding.

"Rain, godfather saw you." Qiao Linlin said and opened the cabinet beside him. He saw nothing in the cabinet.

While Qiao was searching for trees, he heard a soft sound. It turned out that Tong Yuyi hid in the toilet.

"Rain, if you don't come out, godfather will find you." But no one answered.

Qiao Lin slightly lifted his lips and quietly walked to the toilet door. Suddenly, he pulled hard and said "roar" to the toilet

Tong Yuyi was hiding well in the toilet. He was scared to cry by Qiao Linlin's "roar".

Qiao Lin seemed to know that he had done something wrong. He picked up Tong Yuyi and comforted him like a father.

Just as Qiao Linlin comforted Tong Yuyi, a door bell rang "Ding Dong."

"Rain, don't cry, darling. Let's go and see who's knocking." Qiao Linlin held the rain with tears. Looking at the rain, Qiao Linlin, the culprit, wanted to laugh.

Downstairs, Qiao Linlin opened the door. It was a blonde. When Qiao Linlin saw him, he frowned and said, "Lin Xi, what can I do for you?"

The blonde, that is, Lin Xi, mysteriously took out a newspaper, which read "Notice of looking for someone - Tong Nian", and then the following is a picture of Tong Nian.

"President, why is your wife's picture on it?" Lin Xi looked at Qiao Lin with a puzzled face: "and who is Huo Qihang?"

"Anything else?" Qiao Linlin looked at Lin Xi coldly. Subconsciously, he began to make an eviction order. He and Tong Nian were fake husband and wife. Others thought they were husband and wife.

But now the notice on the newspaper made him feel crisis and uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's okay." In fact, Lin Xi originally wanted to go in and have a meal, but Qiao Linlin's face became very ugly after hearing the news of the missing person. Lin Xi was afraid of getting moldy and had to give up the idea of having a meal.

After seeing Lin Xi off, Qiao Linlin closed the door. Tong Yuyi, who was holding her hand, asked with a puzzled look: "godfather, who is Huo Qihang?" Because the name Huo Qihang never appeared in Tong Yuyi's memory.

Qiao Linlin didn't want Tong Yuyi to know who Huo Qihang was. He had his own selfishness, so he shook his head lightly: "I don't know Huo Qihang either."

"Godfather, why do you look so bad? Didn't you have a good time with Yuyi just now? Why do you look bad when that aunt comes? "

For the first time, Qiao Linlin found that Tong Yuyi was serious, so he could only make up a lie to deceive Yuyi: "because Godfather doesn't like that aunt, he looks too ugly."

If Lin Xi is here, you can't curse Qiao Linlin when you hear this, because she is one of the best beauties in the company. It's too ugly to be said by Qiao Linlin.

"Godfather, is Mommy the best in your eyes?"

Qiao Linlin listened to Tong Yuyi's sweet little mouth, and the depression at the bottom of his heart suddenly disappeared. "Yuyi, you go and play by yourself first. Godfather, there are still some things you haven't done, okay?"

"OK." Tong Yuyi nodded wisely.

Qiao Linlin put the rain back into her small room and went to the study. The smile on his face was gradually replaced by cold. When he came to the study, Qiao Linlin picked up his mobile phone and dialed Lin Xi's mobile phone: "Hello, Lin Xi."

"President, what's up?" Lin Xi's face was full of questions. When she was just at the president's house, didn't the president drive her away?

"Help me contact the person in charge of the magazine and ask her to visit it." Qiao Lin's voice was calm, so people couldn't hear any emotion.

Although Lin Xi has a lot to ask, she understands that this kind of thing has its own president's practice. She can't ask: "OK, when will we meet?"

"Ten o'clock." As Qiao Lin said, the expression on his face became colder and colder, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop.

Qiao Linlin was afraid that there was also a notice on the Internet. He turned on the computer and browsed the web pages of various websites. It was simply that Huo Qihang's hand had not stretched out so long, but just moved his hands and feet in the newspaper.

After browsing various web pages, it is almost ten o'clock. "Buzzing" mobile phone suddenly vibrates. It is a text message: "the car is ready."

Qiao Linlin calmly walked downstairs. As soon as he got into the car, the temperature on the car began to drop. The gentle Qiao Linlin was so angry.

Before long, they arrived at the restaurant where they often talked about cooperation.

"Hello." The person in charge of the magazine was very excited when he saw Qiao Linlin, and Qiao Linlin just replied: "hello."

The person in charge could only withdraw his outstretched hand in embarrassment.

"I won't beat around the bush. What are you going to do with that newspaper?" Qiao Linlin looked at the person in charge coldly, and the person in charge was a little flustered.

"Well, President Qiao, it's not that I don't help you, it's that I don't know how to help you. Half of the newspapers have been sold. I..."

Before the person in charge finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qiao Linlin: "I have my own way to sell newspapers. Do you know what to do with unsold newspapers?"

"Well... President Joe, if I don't let you sell newspapers, the company will suffer a lot of losses this time. I can't afford the responsibility." The person in charge looked embarrassed.

"How can you destroy the remaining newspapers?" Qiao Lin's eyes looked at the person in charge coldly. The person in charge suddenly felt guilty. The secret in his heart seemed to be seen through by Qiao Lin.