Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

"Ha ha, ha ha, good, good!" Old man Han held a tea cup in one hand and a newspaper in the other, and couldn't close his mouth.

At the same time, Su Weian abroad also saw these news.

I don't know when, in Han Jingchu's heart, Su Weian's shadow has gradually faded, and even the ANN in the dream has gradually become Tang Wan's cool face.

Su Weian lay down with tears and beat the table hard. She dialed Han Jingchu's phone again: "Doo - the phone you dialed is in conversation."

Actually hung up her phone.

Su Weian has never been treated like this. Han Jingchu, who once loved her to the bone, actually hung up her phone!

It must be Tang Wanliang!

Looking at the newspaper on the desk, Su Weian naturally thought that the cheap woman is now Han Jingchu's secretary. It must be Tang Wanliang who hung up her phone!

Suvivian crumpled the newspaper in anger.

In fact, Han Jingchu on the other end of the phone deliberately hung up. He was in a meeting to listen to the reports of various departments on the location and budget of going out.

Originally, he would not have attended these meetings that had nothing to do with business, but it was related to the reaction of the company's employees after Tang Wanliang took office. He sat in the chief position early in history.

However, no matter how unimportant the meeting is, Han Jingchu will not ignore the meeting and answer Su Weian's phone. Maybe he did, and now he will never.

Hang up Su Weian's phone. Han Jingchu doesn't think much and continues to listen to the travel reports of the employees.

As the president came to the scene in person, everyone was more formal, but it was only the beginning. Half of the report was reported. Due to the stimulation of tourism interest, everyone relaxed.

A smile appeared on Han Jingchu's face: "very good."

The heads of departments probably saw this iceberg like President for the first time, smiling and stunned.

He was relieved to hear that the employees were happily planning their trip. It seemed that everyone's attention was not too focused on his wife Han.

Next, Tang Wanliang's life in the company should be very stable.

At the end of the meeting, Han Jingchu returned to the president's office. He saw the little woman who was seriously biting her pen outside the glass, took out the phone and called Su Weian.

"Brother Jingchu, why do you want Tang Wanliang to be your secretary!" Su Weian received the call with a cry in her voice.

"I'm short of a secretary." Han Jingchu didn't have the patience to explain to Su Wei'an, but he couldn't bear to be made by Su Wei'an's cry and found a reason to prevaricate.

"Why is it her!" Suwei'an pressed her grievances and pretended to be desperate that she couldn't accept the fact.

"It's Mr. Han's arrangement." Han Jingchu wants to finish the call.

"Brother Jingchu, don't you remember me? Don't you want me?" Su Weian used her killer mace: "the doctor said I'm afraid I can't walk anymore. I'm really scared."

Hearing these words, Han Jingchu Jianmei micro cluster: "I will contact your attending doctor. Rest assured, ANN, I will give you the best treatment."

"I don't want the best treatment. I just want brother Jing Chu." Seeing that the time was ripe, Su Wei'an cried out: "brother Jingchu, come and see if I'm good. I'm afraid."

Han Jingchu was very impatient, but when he thought of the little girl who gave herself a blood transfusion and saved his safety, his heart suddenly softened, "Vivian, you're good. I'll see you when I have time."

This sentence was heard clearly by Tang Wanliang by the door, and the pen in her hand slipped.

"PATA -" Tang Wanliang's heart also hit the ground heavily with the pen.

Han Jingchu saw the little woman outside the door at the same time. He had a contradiction in his heart, but Tang Wanliang in front of him couldn't get rid of Su Weian's leg anyway. Su Weian wouldn't deliberately fall downstairs.

Therefore, he coldly threw down a sentence: "Tang Wanliang, since you heard it, help me book a ticket and the earliest flight tomorrow night."

Then he turned and left, leaving Tang Wanliang stunned in place.

It has been countless times. The last second is heaven, and the next second is hell. I was caught off guard.

Tang Wanliang closed the door of the president's office and sat down along the glass door.

Tears surged out like a pouring flood.

Let her book a ticket abroad, like a knife with thorns inserted into her heart, it hurts so much that she can't breathe.

This is tantamount to sending her favorite person to another woman's arms, but also respectfully, there is no room for resistance.

Perhaps, the position of president's wife is really not suitable for her. Tang Wanliang thought desperately.

Well, now that she is the president's secretary, she will seriously do a good job as the president's secretary. She can be regarded as a man who stayed with the man who was sunny and rainy at that time.

Tang Wanliang rallied up and wiped the tears off his face.

I secretly decided to stay with Han Jingchu as the president's secretary rather than the president's wife until Su Weian returned home and handed back the position that did not belong to her.

After su Wei'an got Han Jingchu's nod and promised to see her, she couldn't wait to think of showing off in front of Tang Wan's cold face.

Sure enough, after a while, Tang Wanliang's phone rang.

"Tang Wanliang, I heard you became brother Jingchu's secretary." Su Weian looked at her fingernails contemptuously and said arrogantly, "do you think you are appreciating or depreciating?"

"Whatever you think." Tang Wanliang didn't understand what Su Wei'an said to Han Jingchu, but she couldn't be polite to Su Wei'an just because the other party robbed her identity.

When she heard Su Wei'an's impolite answer, Su Wei'an was angry. In her heart, Tang Wanliang must be submissive and respectful.

Besides, Han Jingchu doesn't care about Tang Wanliang at all, or he won't promise to come to the United States to see her. In this way, Su Weian doesn't pay attention to Tang Wanliang.

"Tang Wanliang, don't give face. Don't lose face. Don't forget whose position you are now!" Su Weian was angry: "it's mine, I! Vivian, not you! "

Listening to Su Wei'an's vicious warning, Tang Wanliang suddenly felt funny. Isn't this situation given by Su Wei'an?

My husband makes headlines with women every three or five times, but I'm still a place after I've been married for more than a year.

It can be said that his husband doesn't want to touch her, that is, he would rather have fun with women outside than look at her wife.

How many women can afford such a marriage?

Now, with just one phone call, suvivian can take the man she loves to the bone away from her.

It can be imagined how humble her love is and how cheap her feelings are.

"Oh, I see." Tang Wanliang smiled bitterly, took a deep breath and hung up the phone.

When Tang Wanliang hung up the phone, Su Weian was even more angry, like punching in cotton and calling again.

Tang Wanliang took it easily. After answering it, she regretted it. She put the phone aside and let the other end of the phone yell.

"Tang Wanliang, what are you! You bitch! How dare you hang up my phone! " Su Weian scolded for a while. She heard no reply and threw her mobile phone aside angrily.

Tang Wanliang left the company and, like a heartless puppet, helped Han Jingchu book a ticket, went home, took a bath, sat down on the bed and buried himself in the quilt.

Tears could no longer stop and soaked the quilt.

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At the same time, Han Jingchu's heart was also contradictory.

He didn't understand his feelings for suvivian. Was it love? Yes?

So why do you care so much about the every move of Tang Wanliang's dead woman.

I left in a hurry just now so as not to see Tang Wan's cool and whirling tears.

Black Bentley galloped on Jiangcheng Avenue and did not drive to Hanyuan.

In order to prove that he didn't love Tang Wanliang, Han Jingchu resolutely called out Qiao Yiyi.

Joey couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Han Jingchu's phone.

"Is that you, Mr. Han?" Joey sat up from bed and stroked her broken sling like a shoulder.

"It's me. Half an hour later, Dijing bar, the old place." Then he hung up the phone.

He didn't have to think about whether Joey would come or not. Unlike the dead woman at home, other women worked hard to stick it on him.

"Bang!" Han Jingchu opened a bottle of red wine and drank it without waking up.

When a bottle of wine came to the bottom, Joey knocked on the door with a seductive sense of dress.

Han Jingchu didn't look at her. He opened a bottle of wine again and drank it like revenge.

"Mr. Han, what's the matter with you?" Joey had never seen Han Jingchu drink like this. She felt that she had a chance and quietly untied her skirt.

Lying gently in Han Jingchu's arms, he slowly turned his head sideways, close to Han Jingchu's chest, and his scallion white fingers slid on his chest.

However, Han Jingchu on the sofa had no response.

He continued to drink hard and allowed all the teasing behavior of the flirtatious woman in his arms.

Qiao Yiyi's flaming red lips slid down Han Jingchu's neck and his fingers tentatively slid to the muscles of the man's abdomen.

Han Jingchu realized, but there was a trace of disgust in his heart. The sword eyebrows were slightly clustered. Qiao Yiyi saw it, stopped attacking and turned to the man's chest.

Han Jingchu was still gulping red wine. He was more and more depressed, but he was not interested in the beautiful woman in front of him.

Facts speak louder than words. Han Jingchu has no response.

Suddenly, he suddenly stood up and smashed the bottle in his hand to one side.

He doesn't believe it. Is it only Tang Wanliang?

With that, he jumped on Joey, who couldn't wait.

The man in the room was about to retaliate.

"Ding -" the phone rang. It was Tang Wanliang's phone.

Han Jingchu impatiently pushed away Qiao Yiyi. Even if he forced himself to concentrate, Tang Wanliang's face still appeared in his mind, so he was a little angry.

When I took my cell phone and saw that it was Tang Wanliang's name, a trace of unhappiness flashed across his face. When had this woman been stationed in his heart, lingering!

Han Jingchu threw his mobile phone aside, went to the sofa, picked up the glass and continued to fill the wine.

Joey was very upset. It was this bitch who broke her good deed.

Seeing that Han Jingchu ignored it, the villain generally rubbed Han Jingchu's mobile phone with his hand and deliberately connected the phone.

"President Han." Tang Wanliang didn't adapt to this strange title, but she timidly said, "your ticket has been booked. It's eight o'clock tomorrow morning."