Hot wife is very shy

Chapter 24 Do Bad Things With Kindness

Chapter 24 Do Bad Things With Kindness

Gao Yang's phone call.

"Hello." While talking on the phone, he walked towards the elevator.

"Wan Ge, what do you need from me?"

Nan Wange sneered.

"It's not urgent, let's talk about it when you come back from a business trip." Even if we break up, it's not urgent at this moment.

"I'm in your hotel lobby, come down. I bought you a gift."

"Okay." He took the phone and went straight downstairs.

hotel lobby
When Zhiwange turned from the staff elevator into the lobby, she saw Gao Yang standing next to the green plant in the center of the lobby.

A large bouquet of red roses is surrounded by a perfume lily, holding the flowers in one hand and a briefcase in the other. It seems that he has just returned from a business trip and has not had time to return to the company or go home.

His appearance looks a bit dusty, with a faint stubble on his chin, he doesn't seem very energetic.

When she saw the large bouquet of roses, Nan Wange frowned tightly.

This was the first time he had sent her flowers in the three years since they knew each other.It's a pity that she didn't feel happy or joyful.

Firstly, because of his affair with Wu Chaojun.

Second, she is sensitive to pollen.

It can be seen that he doesn't know her at all.

He didn't know that she couldn't eat seafood, or drink lemon juice, or whiskey, let alone spicy food, and was allergic to pollen.

When Gao Yang saw Nanwan Ge, his slightly tired eyes froze for a moment.

Nan Wange's outfit today really caught his eye.

He had never seen her like this before.

"Late Pigeon." Holding the rose, she walked towards her with a smile on her face, "For you."

Nan Wange took two steps back slightly, and looked at him with a cold face: "Sorry, I'm sensitive to pollen."

Gao Yang's hand holding the rose froze in mid-air, and the smile on his face also froze when he heard the words "pollen sensitive".

"Sorry, I don't know." She looked at her with some embarrassment, her hands holding the flowers were in a dilemma.

Nan Wange shrugged indifferently: "It's just that I didn't say anything." He glanced at him who was a little out of spirits, "Let's have lunch at the coffee shop on the second floor, I have something to tell you."

"You go up first, I'll put this in the car." Pointing to the rose in his hand, he turned and walked towards the revolving door.

Café on the second floor

Nan Wange ordered a set meal for two, ordered a latte for Gao Yang, and a cup of mandarin duck for herself.

"Last night, I called you." This was Gao Yang's first sentence after sitting down, but it was obvious that he didn't say anything after that.

Nan Wange picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and looked lukewarmly at Gao Yang who was sitting opposite: "And then? Gao Yang, what do you mean by this sentence?"

Gao Yang's face darkened slightly, and he shook his hands on his knees under the table angrily. Seeing her nonchalant expression, he was a little sullen and resentful.But when he thought of the failure of his business trip to discuss business, he had no choice but to hold back his anger, and smiled at Nan Wange: "When are you going to take me back to meet my parents? I can't just keep talking like this." Where do you live, and who is in the family, right? My mother, you have met several times, and her old man also likes you very much. "

Stirring the coffee in the cup gently with a small spoon, "Why doesn't she like Chaojun?"

Gao Yang's face froze again because of Nan Wange's words.

"Wan Ge, Chao Jun is just getting along with my mother. My girlfriend is you!" Gao Yang tried his best to suppress his anger, "By the way, there is something I want to ask for your help."

"what?"

"Do you know..."

"Pigeon!" Gao Yang's words were interrupted by a sudden voice, and before he could raise his head, he saw a person sitting on the chair opposite him, wearing a white chef's uniform and wearing a one-foot-high chef's hat on his head man.

Shuai Yingjun sat down on the chair next to Nan WanGe very rudely, and then put his left hand on her shoulder naturally.Because today's skirt is sleeveless, under Gao Yang's eyes, that big white palm wiped Nan Wange's jade-like round shoulders like this.

Looking at that white hand that looked like a pig's trotter, Gao Yang was a little angry.

He has been dating Nan Wange for three years, let alone a kiss, she has never let him touch anything other than her palm.But the man in front of him can so unscrupulously profit in front of him.

"I said why didn't I see you in the restaurant, so the relationship came here. You said you wanted to eat, so you told your brother, brother cooks himself, and you came here? So you have guests Huh? Guest, you look familiar, where did you see him?" Shuai Yingjun looked at Gao Yang, thinking seriously.

"I'm……"

"Oh, I remembered. You are the boyfriend of our floor supervisor, Director Wu. I have seen you two go shopping hand in hand several times. Oh, two days ago, I saw you two entering Lijing Mingyuan one after the other. Guest, you are Director Wu’s boyfriend, but you invite our pigeons to dinner, you are not afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous! Besides, Director Wu and our pigeons are still colleagues, you are right for our pigeons The reputation is not good. After all, our hotel has a lot of people. Fortunately, I believe that our pigeons are not like this, and other colleagues also know that our pigeons are definitely not the kind of people who poach people's corners. Otherwise, if it was Director Wu, it would be uncertain."

The corners of Nanwan Ge's lips raised an inconspicuous curvature.

Handsome and handsome, as the name suggests, handsome and handsome, especially that mouth, if you talk about it, it can be eloquent, and you will never be given a chance to interrupt.

Just like this moment, Gao Yang's complexion turned from gray to white immediately after he talked in such a long and eloquent manner.

"Crack!" Nan Wange patted the back of his white hand: "Get your pig's trotters away, or you'll have stewed soup at night!"

Shuai Yingjun not only didn't take it away, but went ahead and rubbed it on her arm a few times, with a smile on his face: "The beauty's death is worthy of its existence value."

"Wan Ge, this is..." Gao Yang tried his best to suppress his anger, and very politely smiled at the handsome guy.

"My surname is Shuai, and my name is Shuai. He is the executive chef of Dongfang Dujin." Nan Wange was about to speak, but Shuaijun declared himself a step ahead of her, and politely stretched out his white nails to Gao Yang The right hand is very clean and beautiful. "The guest's name? Although I have met you and Director Wu several times, Director Wu has never mentioned your name in front of me."

(End of this chapter)

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