The domineering president's barbaric wife

As soon as she came near, the main character of the birthday party, Gauss White's mother, Mrs. Gao Lixia, had turned her head and looked at Leng Mohan... And the woman beside him with a smile.

"Mohan, who is this?" Although Jiang Lixia has reached middle age, she is still young, plain and fashionable, and it is hard to recognize her age. Now she looks more like a young girl after more careful dressing.

Leng Mohan raised his hand with Liu Yi and said, "Auntie, what do you say?" If the meaning is not clear, it neither confirms the other party's conjecture nor denies it.

The opposite Mrs. Gao obviously didn't think about it so much. She covered her mouth and lowered her head to smile. After laughing, she patted Leng Mohan on the shoulder twice with great satisfaction: "Mohan, I'm really glad to have someone with you." After that, he turned his face and pointed to Gauss white who was standing not far behind them. He said, "look at him. He's still looking like he's going to die alone. My aunt is really..."

"Auntie, Speer just hasn't figured it out yet."

Liu Yi, who is clear in his heart and like a mirror, only smiles on one side. I'm just a cover, a cover to avoid more trouble in the future.

Liu Yi raised his head and looked at his right hand, which was held by Leng Mohan. His fingertips trembled, and he didn't even dare to hold it back. I'm afraid to crush the present into a dream.

The secretary looked up from the document and saw Leng Mohan and Liu Yi come out of the villa with strict security. They had no communication in the whole process. When the two approached, the secretary put away the documents, pushed the door open and got off the car.

"Mr. Leng." The Secretary shouts respectfully to Leng Mohan, and then opens the door of the back seat.

"Send Liu Yi back first." Leng Mo Han finished, then lowered his head into the car.

After the Secretary closed the door, Liu Yi just came from behind.

Liu Yi took back her sight of the scenery, and the water bank of Dayu was already in front of her. Within half an hour, her communication with Leng Mohan was almost zero. In the past, although I couldn't say a word for a long time, Liu Yi didn't know how to describe it. In a word, it felt different from the current atmosphere.

The car slowed down until it finally stopped.

"Mohan, I'm here." Liu Yi opens his mouth and looks at Leng Mo Han sitting on his side.

"Be careful on the way." Leng Mo Han also turns his head and nods to Liu Yi, then says.

"Mohan, I'm flying to Paris tomorrow... Are you free the night after tomorrow?" Although knowing that Leng Mohan won't agree, Liu Yi still can't help asking.

"No Leng Mo Han is so straightforward that Liu Yi has no way to go on. The atmosphere between them is strange,

In the end, the Secretary couldn't go on and said politely: "Miss Liu Yi, Mr. Leng is going to f for a business trip tomorrow. The date of return has not yet been decided. " This is obviously a step down for Liu Yi.

Liu Yi nodded at first, then said goodbye to Leng Mohan as usual: "that Mohan, let's make an appointment when you have time. Good night

Liu Yi left, the Secretary will continue to start the car. The performance of the car is very good. There is no noise when driving.

After some distance from Dayu's waterfront, the secretary looked at Leng Mohan in the rearview mirror and asked in a voice, "Mr. Leng, next, is it going to take you back to tingshang Hansha?"

"Don't go back. Drive to the company. " After Leng Mohan finished, he moved his eyes to the window. The leaves and branches outside were swayed by the wind. But in the car, I can't hear the wind or the swaying of the branches and leaves. That's it. It's quiet. Leng Mohan asked the Secretary to drive the car into the parking lot, then waved the secretary home from work.

"President, I'll take you back first." The secretary is still a little worried. Although it's not very late now, at the moment, Leng Mo Han's body has some slight wine gas.

"It doesn't matter. You go back. " Without waiting for the Secretary to get out of the car, lengmohan pushes the door open and walks towards Maserati, who stops by day.

Huang Yuling abnormally did not do the co driver's position, but sat in the back seat of the car.

"Xiao Ling, how about the first day of work today..."

Before Gu Zibo finished speaking, Huang Yuling interrupted in a dull voice and said, "didn't I tell Xiao Wang that I don't want anyone to pick me up tonight?"

Gu Zibo had no choice but to smile. He turned from the driver's seat, looked at the woman behind him and said, "Xiao Ling, as your fiance, I must be worried that you haven't come home so late. And... "Speaking of this, Gu Zibo sniffed at Huang Yuling twice," did you drink? "

Huang Yuling looked at Gu Zibo in disbelief and said, "in this way, can you smell it?"

Tonight, more like the company's colleagues are too warm, one by one to her and Shen Xiaonian toast, Xiaonian drink a few cups, she always refuse to say. As a result, he took only two symbolic sips. There are really only two, but Gu Zibo can smell it. His nose is too bad. Is it a dog's nose?

"When I first drank, you were still reading, Xiao Ling." Gu Zibo put away the joke on his face and said, "I'll forgive you on the first day today, but I can't do it later."

Huang Yuling nodded, and her heart began to worry again. It's just a fiance. Why do you always like to control her? It's like... She's their pet. She doesn't have any freedom.

Open the window of the driver's seat, want to let the hot wind with moisture outside, slightly blow away the wine gas on the cheek. Leng Mohan doesn't know where to go at the moment, because he has to catch an early flight tomorrow, less than nine o'clock. Therefore, at this time, the most sensible way is to drive back to tingshang Hansha immediately to sleep.

But I just don't want to go home. Perhaps, tonight's Gao family, too busy, let for a long time, won't think of his father and mother's cold ink cold, also feel a trace, long time missing feeling.

It's been a long time since I left them. I can't count my two hands... Leng Mohan drives by feeling, but slowly drives in a more company like direction.

The sign that drove to the building was almost in front of me, and Leng Mohan reacted slowly. It's dark inside, and the woman must have gone home from work.

I took out a pack of cigarettes from the mezzanine in front of the co pilot's seat. I rummaged inside for a while and found that there was really no lighter. As a result, Leng Mohan wanted to use cigarettes to solve his depression. Because of the lack of tools, he had to do it.

There is no moon, few stars and not enough brightness. The night is dark tonight.

Just in the cold ink, the two women's voices came from a distance. The lights on the street were not bright either. The two women held hands and talked and laughed with a natural look. I didn't see much fear.

Cold ink cold smile, this woman, how can such special?