He didn't know what he was doing here so nervously every night, all he could see was that Jiang Zhuoheng sent her downstairs every day, and that little figure after she got off the car.

But for a little while every day, he would be irritated if he couldn't see it.

Irritable whether Jiang Zhuoheng followed her upstairs, what are they doing upstairs and so on.

A cigarette lighted and clamped in his hand, he forgot to smoke, and when the cigarette **** felt hot, he remembered it and threw it away.

Looking up again, the light on the seventh floor has gone out.

He pressed the start button, and the black Mercedes slowly disappeared into the night.

...

Wen Xuxu noticed that Master Yan seemed to be in trouble for the past two days and did not look for her.

And it seemed that she was deliberately avoiding her, wondering if it was her illusion.

He pours water for coffee these days, and he asks his assistant to do it.

It's almost time for dinner, holding the water glass vividly, holding the cheek with the other hand, and looking at the closed president's office door in doubt.

"Lifelike."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the front. She withdrew her thoughts and looked at it in surprise, "Ming Ming."

Ming An Sheng, wearing a black shirt, seemed to be calm and restrained, different from the usual hip-hop play.

"I'm here for something. It's just time for dinner, so I came up and called you to have lunch with Yansan." He said with a smile as he walked.

He is Wen Xinyi's cousin. I'm afraid Wen Xinyi will go to eat together, thinking instinctively.

"You're here for the word, and I won't make a joke."

It would have been a pleasure to eat, and she didn't want to see Miss Wen playing a weak party at the dinner table.

"I have come here a lot, and you want to talk to you. You still pushed back and forth." Ming Ansheng frowned, "Why? Are you afraid I'll make you treat?"

Xu Xu shook his head and said half-seriously and half-jokingly, "How can it be, even if you invite Master Ming to dinner, it is a little girl's honor."

Ming Ansheng waved his hand. "Well, you don't have to be so affectionate with me.

Although she is not the young lady with pride, she has a cold and noble temperament that Miss Qian Jin does not necessarily have.

Sometimes it feels unattainable.

She is the smoothest of the women he meets. She is best at laughing and smiling, and you can see no flaws.

He smiled faintly, "Master Ming lifted up."

"How's your progress with A Heng?" Master Ming suddenly gossiped.

This topic is jumping ...

Xu Xu was a moment, then smiled back and said, "I and he are not the same."

After Ah Heng returned, everyone was concerned about whether she and Ah Heng would reunite.

Between her and A Heng, she didn't want to explain to anyone.

Their relationship does not need to be explained to anyone.

Ming Ansheng said, "I heard he was picking a ring."

Xu Xu heard the words a little surprised, but the smile on his face remained the same, "Master Ming, you gossip and you have no high-cold temperament that Master should have."

Ming Ansheng leaned against the bezel of Xuxu's desk, her hands in her suit pants pockets, and she looked shabby.

"What do I want for that temperament ~ B, I'm not saying three."

Totally disdainful tone.

Xu Xu could not help but be handsome.

I thought Master Ming is really wise and daring, I dare tell the truth.

"Ming Ansheng, is your company going bankrupt?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the door of the president's office.

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