Meng Yanchen half hugged his little wife in his arms, gently pressed his lips to her forehead, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
He once thought that he could not gain happiness. Women are just liars and can do nothing but deceive. But now he understands that it is worthless, and he will feel satisfied as long as the woman beside him is with her.
No matter how long we spend together, we will feel very sweet and short.
He wished he could rub Chu Qiao into his body.
"Meng Yanchen, can't you hug me enough?" Chu Qiao turned her head and smiled.
"If you don't hug her enough, you will never--" Taking advantage of Chu Qiao's unpreparedness, Meng Yanchen placed his lips heavily on her red lips. The red lips were a familiar taste, and his tongue penetrated into her mouth with ease, searching for her.
Her pink tongue danced with hers.
Her lips were sweet and fragrant, like two pure rose petals, which made Meng Yanchen linger.
"Yanchen, if people outside see you like you are now, I think your image as the CEO of the Meng Group will be basically ruined." Chu Qiao slightly opened her red and swollen lips from being kissed, and said angrily: "What?
Is it like this? What do you mean forever?"
Meng Yanchen got an advantage but still behaved: "Don't worry, I will only be in front of you and my desires will be dissatisfied."
"By the way, stop talking nonsense! I'm telling you something serious!" Chu Qiao said with a straight face, "Yan Xi, you are going to have a girlfriend now. When will you go back to work at Meng's?"
"I never expected to take over the position of president so soon?"
"What? Didn't you say that as long as Yan Xi gets married, you will take over his hand?" Chu Qiao's eyes widened.
"Well, I was just talking casually!" Meng Yanchen's hand caressed Chu Qiao's soft neck lightly: "Don't talk about him! He can take care of his own love and career! Let's do ours.
Serious business!"
"What nonsense are you doing!" Chu Qiao's pretty face turned slightly red and she couldn't help but sneered.
"I'm grateful that he once liked me, and I'm grateful for everything he has done for me. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't know you, fall in love with you, and have Xiaoxi. But, I hope that he can reap his own happiness
, just like us, or even happier than us!" Chu Qiao turned around and looked out the window.
The hanging night curtain seemed to be dipped in thick ink, and a bright meteor streaked across the sky in an instant, leaving a bright beam of light.
*In Meng Yanxi’s small apartment.
Le Yushan arrived at his small apartment on time again.
For this period of time, she has been doing it every day, rain or shine. The daily check-ins let him know that Meng Yanxi is not only excellent at work, but also an excellent cook. She eats Chinese breakfast to Western breakfast, but she seems to never get tired of it.
!
"Yanxi, Yanxi, what are we eating today?" Le Yushan sat at the dining table and looked at Meng Yanxi with a smile.
"Egg muffins, orange juice..." Meng Yanxi walked into the small restaurant with two plates of breakfast, placed one in front of Le Yushan, and then placed one in front of herself. His eyes swept over Le Yushan's body,
The corner of her mouth curled up slightly. When he saw her smiling, he felt very satisfied.
Why do you make breakfast in different ways throughout the day?
Maybe, just to be able to see such smiling faces every day.
"Wow! It looks delicious!" Le Yushan picked up the knife and fork and couldn't help but move her fingers. The more they got along with her, the harder it was for her to resist his charm. No matter how gentle and elegant he looked,
, or the way he was thinking deeply, or even the way he was bullying herself, all fascinated her.
Thinking too intently, Le Yushan choked on the muffin in her mouth, her saliva flowed back, and she coughed.
"You..." Meng Yanxi raised her eyebrows and handed the orange juice at hand to Le Yushan's lips: "No one is trying to compete with you! I see that you have been staring at me. If you want to eat my share
, I can give it to you."
Le Yushan rolled her eyes and wanted to say why, but she was still choked in her throat and couldn't speak.
Her eternal fame!
Can she say that the person who eats muffins that she values is not muffins. Is it true that if she wants to eat him, he can also consider giving it to her?
Le Yushan only dared to think about such vulgar words in her heart, but did not dare to say them out loud. She had no choice but to drink several sips of orange juice to calm down.
After breakfast, the two of them went to work together as usual.
Rumors about the two people have spread in Meng's family for a long time, and various explosive versions have been enriched one after another.
In the car, the car stereo played Mozart's third symphony.
It was as quiet as a stream, and Le Yushan didn't know how to appreciate elegant music.
Sitting in the passenger seat, she subconsciously looked at Meng Yanxi's profile. When she thought about the rumors about her in the company, she felt so sick that the documentary version gradually evolved into a monster, and even the vixen was pulled out.
But the most said is that she is not worthy of him!
Not worthy...that's what everyone said.
When she heard those rumors, it was natural that Meng Yanxi would not miss them. However, he said nothing.
She initially thought that maybe this was his acquiescence. However, Xixi told her that men do this because he believes that rumors stop among wise men. He does not need to explain.
Not worthy?
Le Yushan lowered her head. She was not outstanding at all.
Although she kept saying that she was chasing him, she did almost nothing for him. It seemed that he was always helping her, whether it was breakfast, driving, or even this job.
With a slight brake, the Maybach stopped steadily in the underground garage.
"Get off the car——"
Le Yushan glanced at Meng Yanxi beside her, silently unbuckled her seat belt and walked out.
"goodbye!"
After saying that, Le Yushan walked up to the first floor and pressed the elevator on the ninth floor.
She walked to the office area of the News Department in a daze, feeling a little listless.
While walking on the road, Le Yushan was blocked by a woman.
"Sorry, please give way!" Le Yushan said politely.
Pei Yuyu refused. She stood in front of Le Yushan and looked at Le Yushan carefully from top to bottom. She was wearing a pair of jeans that had turned white after washing, and an Astro Boy T-shirt on her upper body. Mo.
If she said anything else, just by walking into Meng's building, she was already trying to hold back the employees of Meng's.
He should obviously have a professional OL style, but he dresses like an undeveloped child, without even half of the femininity of a woman.
"I'm sorry, please give way!" Afraid that Pei Yuyu might not hear, Le Yushan raised her head and said it again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Pei Yuyu circled Le Yushan and couldn't help but sneered: "Do you think that just because you are like this, you can gain the president's love? You really don't overestimate your abilities. Just like you are now.
,Why do you?"
The unabashed tone clearly expressed her dislike for Le Yushan.