Chapter 90: Congratulations to Young Master Leng and Sister Xianya for getting back together 1
Look at the watch, eleven o'clock
At this time, Tang Ao would not bother her except Leng Jianan. As expected,
Ke'er lazily fed her
“It sounded like he was sleeping”
"kindness"
"Woke you up?"
"what is the matter"
On the other end of the phone, Leng Jianan paused for a moment. Ke'er's lukewarm attitude made him unhappy, and his voice became colder unconsciously: "It's okay, you go to sleep, good night."
After that, he hung up the phone
Sending flowers to please her is the biggest concession he can make. He likes women to be content and accept them as soon as they are good.
Besides, who is Tang Keer to him? She is just a plaything that he keeps for his own whim. Does he need to be so uneasy to please her?
He dated other women for dinner or even slept with her, and it was none of her business.
He has really doted on her so much recently that he made her forget that the sky is high and the earth is high.
Li Xianya came back from the bathroom to put on makeup and smiled charmingly at Leng Jianan: "Jianan, take me home."
"No," Leng Jianan said calmly.
Li Xianya's smile froze for a moment, but she was used to dealing with such occasions, and she still maintained the most elegant smile and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll just ask my agent to drive to pick me up."
Leng Jianan smiled lightly: "I mean, let's go to the hotel."
Li Xianya's eyes lit up, a bit charming: "Jianan, you are still so bad."
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Congratulations to Mr. Leng and Sister Xianya for getting back together 1
Three days!
Leng Jianan stared at the word "Ke'er" in the phone's communication book with a dull expression.
Damn woman, she was having sex with him for three days. He didn't even call. She would never take the initiative to call him. She would always have such a condescending and bad temper. She really thought she was a person.
Okay, let's see who is tougher than who.
Leng Jianan had a cold face, threw the phone on the table with a bang, leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
There was a knock on the door, and assistant Xiaorou came in with a stack of documents and placed it on Leng Jianan's desk.
Seeing that Leng Jianan was tired, he asked considerately: "Mr. Leng, do you need a cup of coffee?"
"Okay" Leng Jianan opened his eyes and picked up a document to read.
Xiaorou exits
Leng Jianan's face became more and more ugly. Suddenly he reached out and lifted the stack of documents, flying like snowflakes and scattered on the ground.
"A bunch of losers"
He grabbed his cell phone in frustration and there was still no call or text message. The phone seemed to be frozen. He held it tightly and bit his cheek tightly.