"Why do you have to introduce me to you?"

Jiang Wanyan asked deliberately without knowing the interest.

She knew what she wanted, who would give in to Huo Han now?

Shen Zhiyu paused slightly when drinking, and was stunned for a moment, and in a moment, he raised his evil eyebrows, "I don't know, right? Then I tell you, do you think Mo Tingqian will take her out for me on his own initiative?"

At that time, the cold liquid slowly descended along Jiang Wanyan's forehead and flowed into her eyes, from top to bottom until it invaded her clothes.

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Wanyan screamed in fear.

Yes, Shen Zhiyu poured the wine directly into her forehead and stared at her tiredly: "It's fun to pretend to be stupid with me? I'm jealous of the man around me, but there's not you?"

Jiang Wanyan was in great pain, and the sticky wine felt like she was slimy, like sweating in the hot summer, especially the neck area. When you move a little, it feels uncomfortable.

"I understand, I will help you." Jiang Wanyan responded angrily, and actually felt hatred in her heart.

I don't want to agree to this at all.

"As soon as possible, I think I'll meet her." Shen Zhiyu twisted his tie, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a playful and weird smile.

"Then won't you go back to the city?"

Jiang Wanyan was vaguely worried about this. If he had been in the city all the time, how could she do anything? Wouldn't she do anything...

What can she do under the surveillance of the Shen family?

"Why, I wanted me to leave as soon as I came here? I have something serious to do when I came to the city, and not to mention that the grudges between the three of us have not been settled yet."

Shen Zhiyu looked at her calmly and comfortable eyes, and his long and narrow eyes were shaped like small and sharp, and shot towards Ting.

Every root is like a silver needle, piercing into the heart.

………

After announcing the relationship, Huo Han’s most intuitive feeling was that he could stand in front of a person and speak 36.

The back is straight, and you don’t have to shrink and be discouraged.

Although there are still people who will hide behind their backs and scold her, she knows.

Take the words she just said, she went to the bathroom to clean up a small one. When she was about to come out, she heard a few gathering together and muttering, "It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat, and I've eaten it. Huo Han is really a one-man and a chicken and a dog to ascend to heaven."

"No, when you walk, you're all in the wind now. When you see anyone, you can't wait for the whole world to know that they are the president's wife. Tsk, your tail is about to rise to the sky."

These words are all said by others, and she didn't want to pay attention to the spare time after dinner, but there is a saying that goes, you can pick the softest persimmons. The softer you are, the more exciting it will be for them to pinch them.

After those people finished talking, she wanted to go out, but at that time, there was a group of people inside who said bad things about her in the bathroom last time, and said to everyone, "Huo Han is not a place. It was said that he became a man a few years ago and he turned his boyfriend away at that time. The president was the one who took over."

She couldn't stand it anymore. This was an insult to innocence. For a woman, reputation is very important. If she had been, she wouldn't care because she didn't know who that night, but now it's different!

When I went up to argue, I was surprised. The one who was just talking to me immediately threw away his armor and defected to her. Oh, a group of fencemen.

After all, it is still the "benefits" brought by this identity.

It's really a double-edged sword, good and bad, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish between good and bad.

At noon, Huo Han said he was hungry, and Mo Tingqian sent someone to deliver lunch. The lunch was eaten in the office. The food was very good. He sent people to prepare it from a five-star hotel.

Asking Mo Tingqian how much it cost, Huo Han once felt that he was a loser.

After eating, she just started working. In fact, she really couldn't work all day long, because many times, Mo Tingqian called and asked her to bring him tea and water.

When she came from 9 to 5, she was just a chore.

I didn't even go through the documents.

Such a life is smooth, boring, and relaxed. As the saying goes, fullness and warmth, lust gradually begins like this.

In the office, Huo Han always needs to be squeezed by the opportunity to deliver tea.

On the table, on the sand, on the room...

"No, I'll leave next time, can I go home?"

"This is called...interest, do you understand?"

What he was attracted was that he treated him even more crazily.

In the past, we had to be careful of the person who came in and asked him to sign the document. The relationship between the two was not easy to be seen many times.

Now, tearing off the coat, there is nothing to cover up, it is so unscrupulous that it is unrestrained!

But every time such a thing happens, more than half of it is Huo Han's fault.

He said that she seduced the mind of a man and instructed Mo Tingqian to be unable to concentrate on his work. He said that she was like the vixen beside King Zhou of Shang who criticized memorials in ancient times, dazzled the man.

Some directors came here specifically to tell Mo Tingqian that they must not be fascinated by women, and that everything should be done with official duties.

Every time at this time, Huo Han is tired of sleeping in the room. In fact, she has heard those directors who don’t like her long ago. She always advises Mo Tingqian to be more open-minded and not be locked up by marriage for the rest of his life.

Sometimes she really wants to rush out and say, who was locked up for the rest of her life, and why did men get locked up by women?

A woman shouldn’t be locked by a man? She asked herself that she doesn’t have to be bad for her figure and face. She is only one man in her life. Is there anyone who has a lot of money?

This kind of life lasted for a week like a nightmare, and Huo Han really couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, I'll give you a choice. Your home is still here. If you choose one, you can't have the other one."

Tired on the table, she was unable to bear what he called favor anymore!

I'm so mean! I'm sore and painful every day, and I'm exhausted!

He smiled, and he was getting closer and closer, and he pampered her with all his might, "I'll choose the third one, both of them."

"Woo woo woo woo..." Huo Han was in tears, "Mo Tingqian, you bastard, is this what you said publicly? Just do this here just for the sake of justification?"

"It seems that I really overestimated your reaction ability."

In a panic, her feet unconsciously stepped on his shoulders and sighed softly into his bones.

………

When she woke up, Huo Han saw that it was pitch black in front of her. Only the faint dusk after the afterglow floated in along the screen window. The wind was warm, and the faint softness of the air conditioner gave her a clear consciousness.

Along the west, the sun is sinking.

Outside, the yellowish color and the gradient light purple are kneaded into a ball, which looks very beautiful.

The first time she saw such a beautiful scenery, overlooking this landscape on the tallest office building in Mo's city.

"Mo Tingqian, Mo Tingqian, come and see..."

No answer.

"Strange, where is the person?"

Huo Han has a habit, perhaps this is a habit that everyone has. When you see a beautiful scenery, you want to share it with others.

Standing by the window, she made a wish. How could she live up to such a beautiful scenery? She could make a wish to the stars, why could she not make a wish to the sun that sets west?

They are all sustenance, but in fact, they are all the same.

After she silently made a good wish in her heart, when she opened her eyes, a warm hug came up behind her, "Call me?"

Mo Tingqian's chin rested on her shoulders, leaning against her lazy posture, and blew a breath towards her ears, itchy.

The sound was refreshing. He should have taken a shower, and at the tip of his nose, he smelled the mint shower gel on his body.

"No, it looks very good, right?"

In early summer dusk, from the westernmost angle, a corner just shone on the two of them.

"Yeah, that's not bad."

He glanced at it, then fell down and continued to put it on her shoulder.

The halos falling from the light and shadows and the golden color sprinkled on her slender eyelashes reflect a beautiful silhouette. Her erect nose and the small shadow make her look more delicate. Her side face is delicate and small. She is a man and she can't take her eyes off when she sees it.

Mo Tingqian muttered in his heart, why didn’t he appear before? This woman looks so beautiful, no matter how she looks, she never gets tired of watching it. The more she looks, the better she looks.

"I think it looks good, hehe."

The woman smiled, like a silly girl, her snow-white teeth shone with white luster and neatly arranged.

A faint dimples, sweet.

Mo Tingqian's eyes changed with the curve of her smile, and he subconsciously swallowed his throat.

Huo Han was thinking that the feeling of watching the dusk sinking was like he was old. He sat on a rocking chair, swaying the candlelight of his old age, shining brightly, and quietly enjoying his old age.

If that time comes, what will a person think?

past?

Then, unknowingly, this life ends?

Then she is not old yet, so when she gets old, isn’t she now?

"...Mo Tingqian, do you know what the next sentence is, Chi Mu Lao Yi?"

"I don't know, you say, I'll listen."
To be continued...