The domineering president's barbaric wife

capital

I don't know when it suddenly began to rain outside. It was so fierce that people couldn't take precautions. Although this kind of thunderstorm is very common in summer, when Yuan Xiaoming looks at the roadside through the window, many people are still drenched by the rain from the sky.

Outside, the rain beat the ground and the trees. When Yuan Xiaoming arrived here, he was only separated by a layer of vacuum glass, but it was much smaller.

The same as a few days ago, Sunday should be sitting in the old seat, head down, still silent. Hands playing mahogany table filled with hot water, tea cups. Maybe it's because of his high position as an official before Zhou Tianying, or maybe someone behind him has tried to dredge him. In a word, his guards didn't handcuff him like other prisoners.

Yuan Xiaoming took back his sight and went to the seat opposite Zhou Tianying. From the beginning to the end, Zhou Tianying's expression is very weak, like indifference, and seems to have been out of the body for a long time.

"Mayor Zhou, you still won't say it?"

With that, Yuan Xiaoming immediately closed the open document on the desk and put it back in his briefcase. A ready to leave position.

Zhou Tian should not move, even the micro expression on his face has never changed.

Seeing such a scene, Yuan Xiaoming sighed in his heart and thought: sure enough, even if we adopt the policy of tenderness, it is useless for this man with a hard heart.

This is also the first time that Yuan Xiaoming wanted to retreat from this stagnant scene. After careful calculation, he has been in the capital for more than a week. These days, when dealing with Zhou Tianying, he really used all kinds of methods. He took turns to fight, both soft and hard, but the result was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no echo.

Yuan Xiaoming shook his head, turned around and prepared to walk out of the interrogation room. Unexpectedly, as soon as he grasped the handle on the door, Zhou Tianying's voice rang from behind. The voice is not big, but just let yuan Xiaoming leave the pace, never go on.

Zhou Tian should say: "what do you know, between me and Lanting, is the real love."

Then there was the sound of paper cups falling on the wooden floor.

Shen's Mansion

"Mr. Li, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Before Shen Xiaonian spoke, a voice, though old, came from behind her. As soon as the visitor spoke the first word, Shen Xiaonian's heart felt as if he had been touched by his hands and suddenly began to thump.

Although Shen Xiaonian has been away from the visitors for a long time, the familiarity with them in her blood can never be erased by time. Shen Xiaonian didn't dare to look back, but the hand holding the plate and fork was getting tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Shen, today is your birthday. It should be the younger generation who comes to you and congratulates you." Li Haoyang, who is busy with greetings, doesn't notice that Shen Xiaonian is not right beside him, so he doesn't find Shen Xiaonian's impoliteness for a moment.

"Have fun together," Li Haoyang said, and master Shen waved his hands.

Mr. Shen's dress today is very different from that of the past. He is wearing a black shirt with sleeves and a vivid Golden Dragon at the end of his shirt. Maybe it's his birthday, and he is full of spirit. It is rare to say that there is such spirit among the 80 year old people.

Shen turned his eyes and saw Shen Xiaonian standing beside Li Haoyang. Because Shen Xiaonian's back was facing him, he didn't really see it. He only felt that his back was familiar. Li Haoyang also noticed Shen's eyes, until this time, he really noticed something wrong with Shen Xiaonian. If at ordinary times, according to Shen Xiaonian's exquisite temperament, normally speaking, even if it is not a smiling face, it should not be turned away from the host of the banquet.

At this time, Mr. Shen was watching. Li Haoyang said that it was impolite to continue like this.

As a result, he did not care too much. He put his hand on both sides of Shen Xiaonian's shoulder, turned her body, and said to the old man who was looking at Shen Xiaonian carefully: "Mr. Shen, this is my secretary, Shen Nianzhi, Miss Shen. I'm sorry she's a little nervous when she comes to this kind of party for the first time Li Haoyang said as he reminded her with his hands on Shen Xiaonian's shoulders.

Shen Xiaonian received Li Haoyang's signal and soon recovered. He quickly concealed the obscure look in his eyes. He gave Mr. Shen a smile and said, "chairman Shen, today is your birthday. I wish you happiness and longevity. Every year has today, every year has today. "

Master Shen waved his hand: "I'm here, master Shen. Thank you, Miss Shen." Seeing that Shen Xiaonian turned around, the old man's eyes were not as aggressive as before, and he quickly shifted his eyes.

Soon, some other guests came to the birthday party. Mr. Shen was inconvenient to stay for a long time, so he said goodbye to Li Haoyang.

After saying goodbye to Li Haoyang, Mr. Shen didn't go anywhere else. Excuse body unwell, still shirked a few social intercourse on the contrary.

"Lao Qian, is Leng Mohan here?" Out of the hall, there are fewer people outside than inside. Mr. Shen turned and asked the housekeeper who had been following him. The housekeeper's age is only 50 or 60 years old, but it seems that his spirit is far worse than that of Mr. Shen. Even if there is no ruddy face, even the silver hair is much more than that of his peers.