You are my lovely wife

The partner was flustered and asked with a little doubt and reluctance, "President Huo? Why terminate the contract?"

Huo Haoran took a faint look at the partner, but the partner felt a chill that spread from his head to his heart. He knew that this feeling came from the man in front of him, who was beautiful but actually arrogant and cunning.

The assistant came forward and whispered, "Mr. Huo, go and see Mu Qingqing first. I'll deal with it here."

With that, the assistant came to the partner and said coldly, "President Huo has something to do now. I'll handle all the matters on his behalf."

He nodded his permission. Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly remembered something. I took a cold look at the standing female models, with a smile of unknown meaning in the corners of my mouth.

The standing female models shivered. The female models who shouted Huo Haoran before were trembling. Although the smile seemed pleasing to outsiders, such a smile made them feel a burst of fear.

It was because of them that Mu Qing misunderstood. Huo Haoran's eyes suddenly cooled down. Seeing this, the assistant hurriedly advised, "Mr. Huo, go to Mu Qingqing first. I'll solve the things here."

He acquiesced, then turned his head and whispered to the assistant, "find out where these female models came from. A company bought that company for me and told those women not to come to work."

Assistant shame, tall, really tall. Secretly Yin people, if they are heard by those female models, I'm afraid they will cry? Although I thought so, I didn't dare to show it on the face and accepted it quickly.

After getting the assistant's nod, Huo Haoran left the private room.

After seeing Huo Haoran go far, the partner was relieved and finally didn't have to be in such a low pressure environment. Just after Huo Haoran's phone hung up, the temperature in the whole private room suddenly dropped several degrees, making people out of breath.

After stabilizing his mind, he realized that he could not cooperate with Huo Haoran, and immediately felt a burst of desire to cry without tears. We had a good talk before. Why did it suddenly become like this.

But he still didn't give up. Pestering the assistant who cleaned up the contract, he asked, "well, where did you offend president Huo? Didn't you talk well before? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

The assistant gave him a blank look, looked at him like a fool, thought about it, and kindly explained: "You don't know. It was Mr. Huo's wife Mu Qingqing who called Mr. Huo just now. Mr. Huo loved her very much. You know the auction house? All the money Mr. Huo got was donated in the name of Mu Qingqing. Tut tut Tut, you didn't see the way Mr. Huo looked at her. You were so spoiled. This time, you just hit Mr. Huo's scales, because of this female model." The assistant contemptuously pointed to the white wavy woman next to him, "let Mu Qingqing misunderstand what secret Huo is always doing, so..."

The assistant finally shrugged helplessly. The partner could do anything and had to hit Mr. Huo's gun.

After hearing this, the cooperator beat his chest with tears and regretted it! If he had known that Huo was always such a clean man and there was an important Mu Qingqing in his heart, how could he come up with this crooked idea!

Thinking about it, she let those female models leave unhappily.

Hey, I'm really smart and confused for a while.

It seems that the contract can't be negotiated, so we have to leave.

The partner thanked the assistant, packed up his things and left.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief and asked the president to comfort his little wife. He did a great job. He just hoped that the president could promote himself to an official or something at that time.

In the dark little room, Mu Qingqing nestled in bed and hugged herself together. She turned off her mobile phone. During this period, she wanted to turn it on countless times to see if Huo Haoran called or sent a message to her. However, she resisted.

Huo Haoran should be making trouble now? Don't be amorous.

Mu Qingqing closes her eyes, and Huo Haoran's kindness to her appears in her mind:

When visiting the amusement park, Huo Haoran bought two pink marshmallows. Although Huo Haoran said he disliked the color, he ate them like Mu Qingqing.

I summoned up the courage to accompany Huo Haoran to the haunted house. Although I suggested it, Huo Haoran walked out of the haunted house with her eyes covered and her hand held.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt nervous and wanted to eat steamed stuffed buns on the East Street. Huo Haoran just dragged others out of their sleep and gave her steamed stuffed buns.

At the thought of these things, Mu Qingqing felt both funny and funny. In these memories, there were both happiness and sweetness. But now I think of it, it's really ironic. Since I don't like her, why bother to treat her so well? Let her take it seriously. I really thought he loved himself, but he was just a mirror.

Once the freshness is over, everything goes back to the past.

Mu Qingqing clenched her lips tightly, tears swirling in her eyes, and she just didn't let it fall. She was just holding on and didn't tell anyone about her pain.

"Ah -" Mu Qingqing yelled, took the quilt aside, hid himself in the quilt and fell into darkness. His heart suddenly calmed down.

She and Huo Haoran are not the same after all.

Huo Haoran came out of the elevator, turned on his mobile phone, turned to Mu Qingqing's column and dialed.

Ten seconds later, a crisp female voice came: "sorry, the number you dialed is off..."

Oh, also turned off, Huo Haoran hung up the phone and said in his heart.

Are you having a temper? He smiled gently, much like her style. If he had any grievances, he would hold them in his heart.

However, it is urgent to comfort Mu Qingqing and explain it to her. He knows Mu Qingqing's temperament. If he doesn't make it clear, she will think wildly.

Thinking, I dialed the driver's phone and asked him to take him to Mu Qingqing's place.

In a little while, the driver had arrived.

Huo Haoran got into the car. On the way to Mu Qingqing's house, Huo Haoran kept calling her. If you don't answer the phone, send a message.

After arriving at Mu Qingqing's house, Huo Haoran motioned to the driver to go. The driver started the engine and the noise was heard by Mu Qingqing.

Although Mu Qingqing doesn't want to admit it, she also hopes Huo Haoran can explain it. Immediately put on a quilt, walked lightly to the windowsill and looked down. I only saw the shadow of the driver driving away.

Sure enough, how could Huo Haoran, such a proud son of heaven, explain to her in person?

Mu Qingqing, what are you looking forward to? Huo Haoran is no longer interested in you. You are still amorous here.

She laughed at herself and went back to bed.

She just wants to have a good sleep.