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Chapter Forty

"I will bring it to you," Yan Chenjing said to her as he strode out.

Then the door closed, and she stayed in this empty office. She lay down again and muttered, "Don't call me for dinner. Let me eat what you have left. I'm not that spineless. I want to eat."

New, eat what you have never eaten before.

She puffed up her face, feeling sulky all by herself, then looked at the computer again, grabbed the sofa and stood up, then jumped up and down in front of the computer.

When she sat on the large boss chair, it was so high that her feet could not even reach the ground and were still dangling underneath.

Well, she sat up straight and looked forward. She really seemed like a boss. But she just didn't dare to touch the things on it, otherwise she would mess them up and she would be scolded when she came back.

At this time there was a sound outside the door.

"Chen Jing" she stood up, stepped on the ground with her feet, and screamed in pain. She quickly sat up and patted her legs. It hurt, it really hurt, and she was sweating from the pain.

, and then looked at the door pitifully.

But when she saw the people coming in, she instantly became unhappy.

"Why are you?" She said angrily, and then pretended to look at the documents on the table, just not wanting to pay attention to anyone.

"Why isn't it me?" A woman came in, a very good-looking woman with thin eyebrows and big eyes, taller and with a better figure. She was really a model. Of course she was very famous and could be a model.

The person is naturally in good condition. But when she stands in front of others, she looks like a clown.

No, clowns don’t count, at most they are dwarfs.

Of course, this woman is not Snow White, she is an old witch.

"Oh, you really think you are the boss. Look at you, no matter how much you pretend, you still look like a nouveau riche." The woman looked at Yu Xinduo from head to toe. That look was absolutely contemptuous.

"A chicken is a chicken. Even if it falls into a pile of phoenixes, it cannot become a phoenix."

Yu Xinduo clenched the armrests of the chair hard. If her legs weren't in trouble now, she would have scratched her face.

"Yes, I can't be a phoenix anymore," she plucked her hair lightly, "but now I am Mrs. Yan. You can be envious, jealous, or crazy. Xie Sizhi has such a nice name.

It’s simply heartless,” she said very rudely.

Xie Sizhi's expression changed, and then she raised her red lips with a sneer.

"I advise you to go back and stay at home. Don't come here. It's really disgusting. You are pretending to be powerful. Who do you really think you are?"

"I'm sick or you are, you look like a telegraph pole," Yu Xinduo stood up with a whoosh, well, the golden rooster is independent.

"Short," Xie Sizhi snorted, then twisted his waist, his graceful figure was like a water snake.

Yu Xinduo curled her lips. To be honest, she was really a little envious. Whoever was a model could not be beautiful, and even if she was not beautiful, she would still have personality. She would never think about it in this life. She had no choice but to have a short figure and good proportions.

Yes, but not as short as she said.

She sat down and told herself not to be angry, otherwise she would be mad at this woman, thank you.

"What are you doing here?" she asked rudely. This was her husband's office. "Why, you don't like Xiang Tianshou now and are here to take advantage of my husband?"

Xie Sizhi's beautiful eyes widened, "Don't think that I am as worthless as you."


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