Wolfish president: spoiling the petty wife

Almost every time in Yicheng is the peak period, and the roads are very congested. Meng Huiyu has been on this congested road for an hour. He has no patience. At the moment, he is very upset.

Just turn the front of the car, it's important to fill your stomach first. The stomach that hasn't eaten for a long time is crying now, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

I opened a familiar breakfast shop. Although it was almost noon, the landlady was going to close the stall. Seeing Meng Huiyu's car, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy.

When Meng Huiyu stopped his car and got out of the car, the landlady immediately greeted him, with a slightly wrinkled face. "Here comes the shepherd Yu!" The landlady spoke kindly.

"Aunt Zhang, long time no see." Meng Yu also opened his mouth with a smile, and his words were dependent.

This is a breakfast shop run by their husband and wife. Meng Huiyu likes to come here for breakfast since she was a child. Over time, she gets familiar with the boss's wife.

The landlady is kind and likes Meng Huiyu from the bottom of her heart. Naturally, she treats her like her own daughter. The boss is also very kind. The family has a son working outside, which can be regarded as a complete family.

Meng Yuyu was undoubtedly surprised to see Aunt Zhang. After all, it has been so many years. Aunt Zhang hurriedly asked Meng Huiyu to sit in the store, "what would you like to eat today?" The old man who settled the bill at the front desk faintly reminded: "there are no ingredients in the store."

"Oh, look at my memory. I forgot." Aunt Zhang patted her head and asked, "what do we want to eat? Aunt went to buy food for you."

Meng Huiyu shook his head again and again. He was embarrassed. "Aunt Zhang doesn't have to be so troublesome. Let's have a bowl of millet porridge." The aunt smiled and nodded, "OK, our shepherd Yu still likes to eat the millet porridge made by her aunt ~ still like a little child."

Meng Yu smiled and watched Aunt Zhang go into the kitchen. He said hello to Uncle Zhang and went to the place near the window.

Xiaomi porridge soon came up. It was steaming. Meng Huiyu scooped a mouthful and his eyes were tiny. He was enjoying it very much. It was the familiar formula, the familiar people and the familiar taste that made Meng Huiyu almost cry.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang asked anxiously, "what's the matter? Is it too hot?" Although it was an inquiring tone, it brought the meaning of love. Meng Huiyu controlled the burst of lacrimal glands and swallowed the porridge in his mouth. "Aunt, the porridge you made is really delicious. It's so delicious that my tears are about to flow down."

"You girl, your mouth is still so sweet." Aunt Zhang felt relieved when she saw that she was all right. I haven't seen her for several years. Aunt Zhang is cold and warm to her.

After drinking the last mouthful of porridge and saying goodbye to them, Meng Huiyu remembered his business and hurried to Yu weizhuo's company.

Meng Huiyu copied the long way. After all, the short way was blocked badly, and it was much faster to take the long way.

Meng Huiyu got out of the car and walked towards the president's special elevator. He didn't mean to report at all. However, the special elevator has a bodyguard handle and can't get in at all. The lady at the front desk has come towards her.

"Hello, miss. Do you have an appointment?" The front desk lady speaks softly and is not aggressive. No matter how irritable Meng Yuyu is, he can't lose his temper with a stranger. What's more, he is so polite.

Monsieur Yu did not make an appointment, so why bother to cover up himself? "No." The two words are simple and straightforward, but they stunned the front desk lady. I have seen such people pestering the president before. They are usually arrogant and domineering celebrities, shaking their faces. Or he would pester himself and beg him to let her go, and such a straightforward answer was the first time.

The receptionist looked back. "If you don't have an appointment, please go back." Meng Huiyu rolled his eyes. These front desk ladies answered in the same way. It was really boring.

Meng Huiyu was about to tell her about the relationship between the two of them, "we are..." and stopped again. What is she now? Girlfriend? But what is that woman? "Friend." Meng Huiyu finally spit out two words with a trace of firmness.

The receptionist was also stunned. After all, the person looking for the president was either a customer or claimed to be the president's wife. The well-trained receptionist looked at her and said, "you can't see the president without an appointment."

Meng Huiyu was also a little anxious. He took out his mobile phone, found a group photo with Yu weizhuo, raised it to the front desk lady and said, "this is a group photo of me and your president." This photo was taken when Wei Zhuo didn't know it. Meng Huiyu can't remember the specific time, but the photo turned over a few days ago is not expected to be useful now.

"I really have something urgent to find your president. Please accommodate me." Meng Yu's eyebrows and eyes were all sad. She was afraid. She was afraid that she would be reluctant to break up with him in a while. She was afraid that if she was a second late, she would be greedy for the warmth he gave her. Therefore, she must make a quick decision.

When the receptionist saw the picture, she didn't dare to stop and asked Meng Huiyu to go up.

Meng Huiyu stood outside Wei Zhuo's office and knocked on the door. There was no response, but there was a conversation in the room. Are you working?

Meng Yuyu knew that peeping was disgraceful, but curiosity drove her to gradually open the door. What catches the eye is a woman and Yu weizhuo she has been thinking about. Isn't that the woman sitting next to Wei Zhuo in the coffee shop last time?

Oh, what else do you say you're working? It seems that it's just to perfunctory her fool.

They talked and laughed, but they didn't hear the knock on the door, and didn't notice Meng Huiyu standing at the door. The smile on Yu weizhuo's face was a bright smile she had never seen before. Meng Huiyu clenched his fist, and his knuckles rattled, which made people shudder.

She is carefully guarding her last self-esteem and will not allow the two men and women to trample on it. The woman's charm came from time to time. Meng Huiyu was a little far away. He couldn't hear what they were talking about, but he knew that they were very happy.

They talked happily, leaving her alone in the dark. She was really a complete fool.

Meng Huiyu couldn't bear it. He suddenly pushed the door open. He was very satisfied to see the panic on both faces. Don't procrastinate, "Yu weizhuo, let's break up."

Yu Wei glanced at her and said in a bad tone, "Why are you here?" Meng Huiyu chuckled, "Oh, how can I see this good play if I don't come? Mr. Yu?" With a sound, Mr. Yu completely cut off his affection for him.