Huo Haochen coughed dryly, "You can cook, right?"

Yun Weiyang's forehead suddenly had a vein hop. Could this guy also want her to cook, right?

"See a little." Yun Weiyang said in a difficult tone.

Huo Haochen immediately said: "I went to my house to cook for me tonight, and I decided so happily."

tonight?

She had promised to go back to cook for Huo Tingxiao tonight

And, what is such a pleasant decision? I didn’t agree!

Can I respect me?

"Sorry, it won't work tonight. I've already made an appointment." Yun Weiyang refused.

Huo Haochen's face suddenly became dark, "Is there an appointment? Who are you with? Men and women?"

Yun Weiyang looked like "Are you mentally retarded?" Who would I have an appointment with you for half a cent?

Yun Weiyang: "Tomorrow, give me the address, I will go there after get off work tomorrow."

Huo Haochen was on the verge of rioting. When he suddenly heard Yun Weiyang's words, the aura that had just risen dissipated. He took a piece of paper and wrote an address and handed it to Yun Weiyang.

Yun Weiyang took the piece of paper, and his eyes were almost stuck to the piece of paper, Jinyun Imperial Palace Villa Area?

Isn’t this the same villa area as Huo Tingxiao?

Is this a coincidence?

Villa No. 3?

It seems not too far from Huo Tingxiao's villa

"What? Are you attracted by this handsome and elegant handwriting?" Huo Haochen said in a humble manner.

Yun Weiyang: ""

I didn't notice your handwriting at all, right?

Can I take back what I said just now?

I feel like I'm going further and further on the road of dying

Yun Weiyang pinched his eyebrows speechlessly, "Or, let's eat outside. Although I am very poor, I can still afford a meal."

Huo Haochen raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure? This young master can have at least tens of thousands of meals. In your case, it will have to be at least 100,000 per meal."

Yun Weiyang: ""

Are you eating gold?!

One hundred thousand beats? Why don’t you die!

Yun Weiyang's mouth twitched, "Forget it, let's go to your house to do it."

Huo Haochen reached out and rubbed Yun Weiyang's head, "Be good, I will treat you very well."

Yun Weiyang's back stiffened and he fell angrily. I'm not the one you raise a puppy, so rub your uncle's head!

"What are you doing, Haochen?" A shocked voice suddenly came from the door.

When Yun Weiyang heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at the gate. Xiao Qinglan stood there with a blue-white face, holding a bouquet of fresh flowers in his hand, staring at Yun Weiyang with resentful eyes.

Yun Weiyang almost spit out an old blood. Is this so bloody?

I'm innocent!

Huo Haochen looked impatient, "Weiyang and I are talking about business, why don't you knock on the door when you come in?"

Xiao Qinglan's expression changed a few times, and he barely squeezed out a smile, "This flower was just delivered, and I thought you like this flower, so I'll send it to you."

Huo Haochen glanced at the bouquet of flowers with a lazy expression. It was indeed what he liked, but that was something that happened a long time ago.

"Put it here, you can leave." Huo Haochen said lightly.

Xiao Qinglan bit her lip and glanced at Yun Weiyang jealously. Why did Huo Haochen make such intimate actions towards this bitch, but always look like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away to her?

Damn it!

What kind of soup did this bitch give Huo Haochen?

Xiao Qinglan put the bouquet on the small table next to him and said as if showing off: "Haochen, my father wants to invite you to your house for a simple meal tomorrow night. Don't you know if you have time?"

Huo Haochen: "No time."

"That's it, then when will you tell me when you have time?"

"Um."

"If there is nothing wrong, I will go back to work first. Tomorrow will be an internal competition for the company. Don't worry, Haochen, I will definitely win."

Huo Haochen frowned slightly, "When did I say that I want you to win?"

Xiao Qinglan: ""

Yun Weiyang: ""

Is this guy's brain tricky?

Xiao Qinglan laughed dryly, "Haochen, what do you mean?"

Huo Haochen glanced at her sideways, "It's not interesting, you go out first."

Xiao Qinglan responded with a slight smile, then left Huo Haochen's office.

"Well, Mr. Huo, if there is nothing to do, I will go back first." Yun Weiyang said.

Huo Haochen gave him a blank look, "Is this young master so scary?"

Yun Weiyang's mouth twitched, "Haha, no, there's a game tomorrow, I still have a lot to do."

Huo Haochen looked arrogant and said, "Hmph, you are right, but you are not allowed to lose this game for me, so as not to embarrass me, do you understand?"

Yun Weiyang's forehead and temples thrust straight. What does this guy mean?

Xiao Qinglan came to show his attention, and he looked disdainful and rushed to abuse her here?

The rich man has a long brain circuit. However, she is determined to win this competition. Not just for the Golden Tripod Award. With her current situation, if she wants to gain a firm foothold in the company, she has to come up with some results. Otherwise, not only Xiao Qinglan can step on her head everywhere, but even those women of Chang Weiwei will not take her.

Take it seriously.

"Well, then I'll leave first." Yun Weiyang said.

Huo Haochen waved his claws and said, "Go and go, if you have any needs, just tell Ye Xiujie that he will help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Having said that, this guy was very targeted at her back then, and he became perverted so quickly?

This style has become too fast, right?

Could it be because of last night?

However, according to this guy's vengeful personality, shouldn't he take the opportunity to threaten her or something, which is more in line with this guy's personality?

Forget it, don't care, as long as Huo Haochen no longer deliberately makes things difficult for her, that's fine.

ns design department.

As soon as Yun Weiyang returned to the office, his cell phone rang, and the caller ID was Han Jingli.

Since last night, Han Jingli has been calling Yun Weiyang and has not given up until now. Haven’t they all cut off their relationship? Why are they calling?

Want to let her take the blame for Yun Yiyi?

It's really persistent.

Yun Weiyang picked up his phone expressionlessly, slid his fingers gently on the screen, and then put the phone in his ear, and the voice was slightly cold: "Hey."

"Weiyang, you are finally willing to answer my phone." Han Jingli said hoarsely on the other end of the phone.

Yun Weiyang sneered, "What? Didn't take the blame for your fiancée as Mr. Han's words, right?"

Han Jingli's back froze and his face turned gray. He spoke weakly, "I'm sorry."

sorry.

Don’t you think it’s ironic? Is the wait for the past decade only in exchange for this light and soothing sentence?
Chapter completed!