She enjoys her boss's pursuit and pampering, and she will accept all the flowers and gifts sent by her boss. But at most, she only kisses her boss on the lips. She still maintains the last line of defense.
It's not that she's very chaste, it's that she's whetting Zhou Honglin's appetite.
What she wants is not to be a shady lover, but to be Zhou Honglin's wife.
However, Zhou Honglin and his wife have been in love for many years and were college classmates. The man named Hai Ling used to be the financial director of this company. However, when she joined the company, Hai Ling had already resigned and became a housewife at home.
Ye Jiani had never met Hai Ling. Through old colleagues in the company, she knew that Hai Ling gave birth to her son Zhou Yang a year after her marriage, and she had been taking care of the baby at home since then. She also said that after giving birth to her son, Hai Ling's body shape changed and her appearance changed.
As fat as a ball.
She also heard Zhou Honglin complain more than once that his wife was as fat as a pig.
Ye Jiani cursed in her heart, Hai Ling is really a stupid woman. Even if she gets married, she still has to keep in shape. If you are fat like a ball, what man can still like you?
There's no reason to blame her for hooking up with Manager Zhou. It was Hai Ling who didn't know how to maintain a beautiful figure, which made Manager Zhou lose his appetite for her. She also spent all day squandering money.
If Hai Ling spends less, Manager Zhou can spend more of his money on her.
Mentioning Hai Ling, Zhou Honglin immediately said with disgust: "She is a pig. I feel sick when I see her. If it weren't for giving my son a complete family, I would have divorced her long ago." Remember it in one second.
On the contrary, my sister-in-law has a well-maintained figure and is younger and more beautiful than Hai Ling. The two sisters are obviously from the countryside, and Hai Tong's temperament is just a little more noble than Hai Ling.
Of course, Hai Ling used to have that nobility, but now he is so fat, and everything will be ruined by getting fat.
Hai Ling didn't know that her husband had been hooking up with the little secretary. She knew that her husband had a little secretary. Even if she heard the little secretary's sweet voice on the phone, she didn't think much about it and put her son back on the stroller.
Then push my son away.
But because she didn't pay attention to the roadside, she pushed the car and hit a Maybach parked on the roadside.
The stroller collided with the luxury car. The damage to the luxury car was very slight, but the body of the car was also scratched. When she saw the logo of the car clearly, she was frightened.
Coincidentally, the car owner came back and when he saw this scene, he hurried over.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Hai Ling apologized repeatedly.
It was a man about thirty-four or five years old, dressed in black, with regular features, but there was a scar on the right side of his face, which made him look a bit scary. As soon as the young Zhou Yang saw him, he was so frightened that he turned towards the sea
Ling stretched out her little hand and asked her mother to hold it.
The scarred man looked at his car and saw Hai Ling carrying a little baby. Although his expression was not good, he did not curse loudly. He just said in a deep voice: "Leave your contact number and wait for my car to recharge."
After the painting is done, I will reimburse you for how much it costs."
"Sir, I'm sorry."
After the scarred man was silent, he said: "It has happened. Saying sorry will not help. Please be careful when you walk in the future. If you scratch my car, you have to pay compensation. If it hurts your baby, you will feel bad."
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"Yes, yes, it's my fault. I will be careful in the future."
Hai Ling took out his cell phone and said, "Sir, tell me your number and I will call you. If you keep my number, I will compensate you no matter how much it costs when your car is repaired."
The scarred man gave his number.
Hai Ling called and waited for the bell to ring before hanging up.
"What's your last name?"
"If your surname is Hai, my name is Hai Ling."
After the scarred man noted Hai Ling's name, he waved his hand, "Okay, you go first."
Hai Ling apologized again and quickly pushed her son away from the scene.
Now I will be scolded by my husband when I go home.