The Strategy of Courting The Straight Boss

Droman walked into the office with a pile of papers.

"Mr. Li, here are the materials and proposals for the cooperation project. Please have a look."

The man behind the desk didn't even look up: "OK, I see. Let's put it here first."

After putting down the document, Zhuoman did not leave immediately.

She looked at Li Xiu with a complicated look.

In her memory, Li Xiu seldom had such a dishevelled time.

The clothes have not been changed for several days, and the sleeves are wrinkled. At the moment, it's clear that there's no rest on the chin.

That morning, she put on her delicate make-up and knocked happily on the door of Li Xiu's room, only to find that he had left long ago.

Although she didn't know what happened, her intuition told her that Li Xiu's present appearance had something to do with Shi Ji.

"Brother Hugh, I'm your girlfriend. There's something you can tell me -- "zhurman couldn't help opening his mouth.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Xiu's cold voice.

"Vice President Zhuo, if there is nothing else, please go out. I have a lot of things to do."

Droman's face was blue and white.

She was biting her lips, her face was not willing, but she finally went out.

After the door closed, Li Xiu's movements stopped and his mind was in a state of confusion.

He closed his sour eyes, and immediately appeared a young white neck, blurred eyes, and delicate lips.

The tongue dried up.

Throat rolling, restless mood immediately spread in the body.

He wanted to

Li Xiu bit the tip of his tongue and tried to wake himself up. The strong smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Xiaoji is Muyun's brother, and he has raised his own child for seven years. How can he have such a dangerous idea?

So, what's the difference between him and Cheng pingze?

In the early hours of the morning, everyone in the company left.

Wearing a suit and coat on his shoulders, Li Xiu sat in front of the French window in his office.

Looking up at the tall buildings outside and the busy traffic on the street, one by one, smoking in silence.

There was no expression on his face, and the sky was dark and deep in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took him to get up. Shake off the ashes and pick up the car key on the table.

It was three or four o'clock in the morning when I got home.

At this time, Shiji had already fallen asleep.

He took the coat in his hand and took off his shoes. Walking through the living room, across the corridor, I came to Shiji's room door.

He had not seen the time for many days since that night.

In the past, he helped him to dress, wash and go to the toilet. He carried him to a wheelchair and pushed him out to bask in the sun.

Over the years, habits have long been formed.

These days, the things that originally belonged to him were all done by housekeeper Liu. I don't know. Xiaoji is not used to it.

He didn't want to do anything, just take a look.

Li Xiu's hand was on the door handle.

Take a deep breath and hold on to the door handle for opening.

Suddenly think of what, eyes light dark dark, action and stop.

Or forget it.

With a bitter smile, Li Xiu turned to go.

"Bang."

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of something falling on the ground, and then there was a cry of pain.

Xiaoji!

The pupil of Li Xiu was constricted.

Too late to think about it, the instinct of his body made him subconsciously open the door and rush in.