Thirty-three Days Of Overbearing Love

Su Qian said so. Su Lin can't disobey Su Qian.

He only looked at Shen Congan, made a cruel expression, and then snorted into the room.

"Mr. Shen, did you follow me all the way here?"

As soon as Su Lin left, Su Qian looked at Shen Congan coldly and asked with a smile.

"So you live here?" but Shen Congan didn't answer.

Su Qian smelled the speech and frowned slightly: "President Shen, I think where I live has nothing to do with you?"

"Really?" he smiled at Su, then suddenly pushed her onto the car and put one hand beside her.

The deep eyes stared at her tightly, and the waves inside came like waves.

Su Qian's heart was pounded by the sudden car, and suddenly it was like their past.

And now, they are still together.

"Su Qian, I'll ask you one last time. Who's the child's father?"

The sound of his gritting his teeth sounded in her ear, and the previous tenderness was broken at the moment of the exit of the words.

Su Qian suddenly woke up. Yes, they can't go back long ago.

Shen Congan is married. She... With her baby, very good.

Thinking, a faint smile floated on her face, and her eyes looked at Shen Congan calmly.

"As I said, no comment."

A trace of sarcasm came from the corner of her lips: "anyway, you just need to know that ah Lin may be anyone's child, and it will never be yours. Shen Congan, are you satisfied with such an answer?"

She finished this sentence with a smile, but no one knows that her heart hurts.

"Su Qian!" Shen Congan's face turned black.

Su Qian, with a cold face, waved his hand: "President Shen, please get out of the way. I'm going into the house."

However, the next moment, she was severely pulled back. Before she reacted, Shen Congan's kiss overturned everywhere.

She was almost powerless to parry, and even the struggle seemed so pale and powerless.

His lips and tongues are crushing everything in her mouth. With only one or two movements, he can easily bring her into the abyss.

"Well..."

She was about to sink, but she was finally shattered by the facts.

She and Shen Congan will never be possible again in their life. The most correct choice is to get out as soon as possible without any involvement.

"Pa!" he pushed him away, as if he had slapped Shen Congan with all his strength.

But the palm of her hand was numb. She trembled a little. She opened her eyes and didn't dare to see Shen Congan's angry look after she couldn't believe it.

"Mr. Shen, please pay attention to your image. It's getting late. Mr. Shen, please walk slowly." then he turned quickly and entered the room.

"Su Qian!" entered the room, closed the door, leaned against the door, and could hear the angry voice of Shen Congan outside.

She is like a person who lacks oxygen. She breathes the air in a big mouth. Her eyes are sour and her sight is vague.

Looking down, Su Lin was standing in front of him and looking at himself: "Mommy, do you need help?"

Slightly stunned, Su Qian quickly raised his head, forced back the tears that were about to flow out, and looked at him with a smile.

"Ah Lin, Mommy is fine. Let's go. Mommy will make Ramen for you."

Outside, Shen Congan's whole body exudes a cold smell that no one is allowed to enter.

The eyes were dark and could not see clearly, and there was no joy or anger on one face.

But familiar people know that the more so, the more angry he is.

What Su Qian has just done is about to blow him up.

After a brief meal, he dialed a phone and went out: "check! I want to see the results in three days!"

Hang down and stare at the dim yellow light in the house. There are faint shadows shaking.

Su Qian, if you don't want to tell me the truth, I'll find out by myself!

Early the next morning, Su Qian sent Su Lin to school and rushed to meimeijiao.

It was only caused by Joe Yichen's serial call early in the morning.

As soon as they arrived at the "beautiful girl", assistant yuan came up and took Su qianbian inside.

Keep saying, "from today on, Miss Su, your office is next to President Qiao."

Su Qian looked at his office. His style was simple and consistent with his taste. It seemed that the company had spent some time.

For a designer, she is quite satisfied with all this, but

"My office is next to President Joe?"

"Why?" before assistant yuan answered, a lazy voice came in.

Turning around, Qiao Yichen's blue suit also wore an evil charm.

He was leaning against the door at the moment. His peach eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Su Qian. When he spoke, his fingers gently crossed his lips.

Su Qian frowned slightly and said hello to assistant yuan: "President Qiao."

Qiao Yichen waved to assistant yuan. Assistant yuan understood, pushed the black framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and nodded back.

"Miss Su, I'll arrange your office next to me. Do you have any opinion?"

As soon as assistant yuan retired, Qiao Yichen put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly to Su Qian's face, with his eyes fixed on her face.