President Fu's new wife

Chapter 547: A Family of Four Playing (1)
It's a bit of a fight to the bottom.

But in the end they still stood in that room, and the men immediately stood up when they saw Xiao Xing coming, and shouted in unison: Sister-in-law!

Xiao Xing didn't speak, just glanced at them, except for Wu Ling, they all shouted one by one Zhuo Xing on weekdays.

Today even our sister-in-law came.

Wu Ling got up and walked in front of Xiaoxing: "Just now we were talking about going over to get my sister-in-law to come over and have a good chat, but we haven't had a heart-to-heart talk with my sister-in-law for a while, please sit inside."

Yan Lian immediately gave the woman next to Fu Zhi a wink to tell that woman to go away. The woman wanted to take other people's advertisement and naturally left in a hurry, not wanting to stick to him like that just now.

Xiao Xing didn't give these people face: "I won't sit down anymore, I came here with our leader."

In fact, she is not rare to sit where other women have sat.

Everyone didn't know what to do for a while, but Fu Zhi sneered, "I mean, I haven't thanked you for taking care of my wife for this great opportunity."

Everyone couldn't tell whether his words were true or false, and neither could Xiao Xing, but he had already stood up with a wine glass in his hand.

Upon hearing this, the director immediately smiled and greeted: "Boss Fu doesn't blame our station for letting your wife show up in public. It's already our blessing."

Xiao Xing was silent, she was the least willing to listen to such greetings.

Standing aside, Dai Jiao looked at Fu Zhi and Xiao Xing who were clearly standing together but neither looked at nor paid attention to each other, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly.

"If the two leaders have nothing else to do, let's go back first. The few of us still want to chat with my sister-in-law." Wu Ling said standing at the door.

The director was very sad, but Dai Jiao immediately said: "Director, everyone is waiting for you to go over and continue, let's retreat first."

Later, all the women in the room were also driven away, and the new singer was also told by Yan Lian: "Miss Zhao, please go back, it is better to go to the office building to talk to a special person when you are working. No matter how you say it, our Boss Fu is also a married man."

One or two became serious in front of her, Xiao Xing wanted to leave but Yan Lian pinned her shoulders and couldn't. She gave Yan Lian a displeased look, but Yan Lian laughed and laughed at her.

Xiao Xing lowered her eyes helplessly, as soon as Fu Zhi sat down, she was pressed beside him, clinging to his shoulder.

In an instant, I felt that my shoulders were not my own, neither moving nor moving, I wanted to leave a little bit, but seeing everyone smiling at her heartlessly to please her, I even sat down, Xiao Xing gave up.

It's been a long time since they had spoken seriously.

Fu Zhi didn't speak, just smoked.

Yan Lian said: "You should smoke less. How long have you been sitting for a long time? How much do you think you have smoked?"

Xiao Xing looked down at the ashtray on the marble table, but there were some cigarette butts piled up.

He just kept smoking without saying a word, Xiao Xing didn't look at him, only heard Wu Ling say: "Sister-in-law, don't talk about brother, he is going to develop lung cancer if he keeps smoking."

Xiao Xing immediately raised her eyes, and her sharp eyes swept towards Wu Ling.

When Wu Ling realized that he had said something wrong, he immediately coughed in embarrassment.

Xiao Xing lowered her eyes again, but Yan Lian couldn't help laughing while sitting next to her, a little concerned, which could be revealed inadvertently.

"Do you and your wife need us to avoid it?" Han Wei said.

Xiao Xing took a deep breath and stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

I also knew that I would not be let if I said I had to leave, so I had to say to go to the bathroom.

Several men realized that she was lying, but they didn't know how to keep her.

Her eyes were staring straight ahead, not looking at the people next to her at all.

Now, what else is there to say?
Even if that woman is just for advertising, even if he has no intention of that woman.

Is it really necessary to ask for warmth because he smokes too much?
She has never liked to make superficial things. She used to do it without emotion. When she had emotion, she kept him in her heart, but she couldn't do those fake things.

Fu Zhi got up first, and she was surprised, but he had already walked ahead, and she didn't even have the intention to linger, so she went out.

He stood at the door, looking coldly at the woman who came out: "Go."

A faint sound, so deserted.

Xiao Xing didn't look at him, but just walked past him with his head down.

At that moment, she felt that her heart was tightly clenched, and she couldn't even breathe.

The eye sockets were slightly red, the moment he passed by him.

"Tomorrow Sunday, I want to take their siblings to the amusement park."

"The weather may be a bit hot!" She whispered, standing not far away without turning her head, she was mostly rational, except for the blurred vision in her eyes.

Choking, quietly.

Holding my breath, waiting for him to continue, my heart seemed to be crushed to death.

"I'll pick them up tomorrow!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and also took a deep breath.

Standing there, she didn't know what to say, but she felt that her eyes were heavy, and a tear seemed to come out: "Okay!"

He just didn't speak any more, and she didn't go back to the private room, and just got off the elevator.

He pushed the door open and went in, but saw the hurried backs of several men, who must have been eavesdropping just now.

The sharp eyes just glanced at them coldly: "I'll go back first."

He didn't sit down anymore, he really couldn't stay any longer, originally wanted to go out to pass the time, but first met her to talk about commercials, and then learned that she was next door.

It was raining outside, she went downstairs and stood at the door of the hotel, watching the patter of rain falling from mid-air to the ground, she couldn't do anything all at once.

Such a dark night, such a wet ground, just like the human heart, is becoming more and more desolate.

Until now, she thought, she could no longer ignore the feelings in her heart, and the tears gradually fell down her face, letting the waiter beside her watch.

Not far behind her, there was a familiar gaze, hot gaze shot from behind to her defenseless heart.

The car was driven over, the waiter opened the door for her, she turned around and got into the car, and then drove away.

But the tall figure stood there for a long time, unable to move, and in the dark eyes was - lost soul.

In the early morning, the gentle figure stands in front of the big glass screen on the first floor, staring at the scenery outside.

A pair of catkins gently held a cup of hot milk, her long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her exquisite figure was wrapped in a rather formal white waist dress.

It's just that the supple face like a porcelain doll is full of melancholy and frustration.

Life seems to be like this, God never makes everything beautiful for you, but always makes you have some shortcomings.

(End of this chapter)