The red BMW sports car stopped at the door of a building. Yaruo got out of the car, patted her face, gathered her emotions, walked into the building, returned to her office, opened the door and saw the man leaning on her desk.
Wait for her?....
The man was wearing a well-fitting black suit, and his smooth and white face exuded an angular and cold look; his deep black eyes were filled with a charming color; his thick eyebrows, high nose, and beautiful lip shape were all...
No longer flaunting nobility and elegance
If it was before, if he appeared in front of her, she didn't know how happy she would be, but now, there is no excitement, but she is surprisingly calm, because that heart has been deeply buried in the deepest part of her heart, and she is determined not to let it sprout.
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That's because she's ready to give up, she's tired, and she wants to put off her current life.
Looking at Yaruo who pushed open the door and walked in, he stared at those red and swollen eyes.
"You cried? Why?"
Looking at the crying woman in front of him, he stared at Ya Ruo with interrogating eyes.
"The president is too worried, it's just that the wind blew sand into his eyes." Yaruo didn't look at him, walked to his desk and sat down.
"President? Don't you like calling me like this? Don't you like calling me by my name? Now I'll give you a chance to call me by my name, call me 'An Yihang'" He sneered, this woman is
Ignore him?
"That was before, now I prefer to call you CEO"
Yaruo's beautiful big eyes stared directly into his eyes without fear. She said that she wanted to become like a hedgehog, and no one could hurt her heart.
"you....."
An Yihang suddenly stepped forward and pinched Ya Ruo's fair neck with his right hand. His eyes became sharp. She was now challenging his patience again and again.
"Cough, cough" Yaruo coughed twice because of his actions, but she had no intention of asking for mercy. She just turned her head to the side, not wanting to look at him. She was afraid that she could not control her heart.
"Look at me, I told you to look at me, you have always done something annoying recently"
An Yihang increased the strength in his hands and roared closer.
This woman is so self-centered that she is actually putting on airs for him now. Didn't she like to climb into his bed before? What? With this look on her face now, does she mean she doesn't care about him anymore? The more she thinks about it, the angrier she gets.
"Ahem, let me go, it hurts..." Yaruo's little face turned red, and she felt like she couldn't breathe. If he didn't let go, maybe she should die.
Before Yaruo finished speaking, An Yihang pulled her over and quickly kissed her pink lips, with anger, inner dissatisfaction, and many, many factors. Too much would be punishment, too much would be punishment, and too much would be punishment.
Kissing those pink lips fiercely...
That long-lost feeling, he hadn't touched her lips for a long time, but he missed her so much, so much that he almost went crazy.
Slowly, she began to respond. Yaruo scolded herself in her heart for being too mean. She was still hopeless and could not refuse him. She desperately warned herself in her heart that this was the last and last time she let him kiss her.
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As long as she rejects him, she can leave calmly. She is now learning to live without him.
It was impossible for him to give her happiness, but she only woke up now. It was not until she experienced deep pain that she slowly woke up.