Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

In the northern suburbs of Tidu, a branch of the Shi Group.

Ye Qiao was in the past while Shi Nightcold was discussing matters with several people's company executives, and Qin Ruoxi and Liuyin were among them.

Everyone looks like a god.

As soon as he saw Ye Zheng, the shadow's face sank.

Other executives, though curious about Ye Qiang, presume that she should be the pet of her own BOSS legend, but one more curiosity is the rule, do not dare to look more, focus on discussing things.

As for Qin Ruoxi, only when Ye Zheng came in, he turned to her politely slightly, even though God proudly continued to report.

Straight Night Cold's desk was filled with all sorts of documents, and the coffee table in the corner was lined with a dining box, and the food inside was still intact.

This guy is sick, his stomach is extremely fragile, and he's torturing his body so much.

Seeing her suddenly came over, Straight Night Cold suggested that she find a place to stay for a while.

Ye Zheng did not move. He clasped his lips and looked at him. "You haven't eaten dinner yet? ”

Straight Night Cold didn't seem to expect her to come all the way over to ask, "There's something important to take care of. ”

Ye Zheng's face is black. What's not important about you?

Is there anything more important about his life?

Seeing that she was not looking well, Straight Night took a tablet out of the drawer and handed it to her, "Go play for a while. ”

Ye Zheng's face was slightly black: "No fun! I'm not here to play! ”

Seeing Straight Night Cold, no matter how important things are discussed, does not hide this woman. She is also allowed to stay in such a confidential setting. She is now playing with her temper directly in front of everyone. Her shadowy face is already on the verge of eruption.

Xu Yi wiped his sweat and stared carefully at him, preventing his temper from holding up.

Qin Ruoxi was still a gentle and natural expression. He smiled and said, “Miss Ye, don't be angry. Chief Shi really has important matters to discuss with us at this time. I will be with you when I'm done. ”

Ye Zheng smiled and looked at Qin Ruoxi, who seemed to be in a considerate surrounding position. He ignored her and sat on the couch beside her with a flat plate.

The end of the night cold, Ye Zheng can only bore the tablet and brush the news.

During that time, the phone shook a little, which was sent to her by Han Yee Yu on WeChat.

Han Qiyu sent her a few pictures and asked her if she was handsome.

Ye Qiang glanced and picked one of them to send: this one, your left face looks better.

Many stars have the most beautiful angle, and every time they face a media lens, they deliberately show that angle, and Han's left face is even more perfect.

Han envied Yu returning a “OK” to her.

Then Ye Zhengyu brushed the page and saw Han Qiyu tweet: Someone said my left face looks better?

The drawing is the photograph that Ye Zheng gave him.

Comment on the sound of a lick screen below.

[Ahhh! My husband finally took a selfie! Wait for the baby!]

[Handsome, handsome! Husband is handsome from all angles!

Who's there? I smell love!

……

Ye Zheng brushed his tweets distractedly, watching from time to time in the direction of Straight Night Cold.

Time passes minute by second...

Half an hour has passed since the turn of eyes, and it still does not seem that Simon et al. meant to end.

When I think of the fragile body of Straight Night Cold, the tighter Ye Zheng's eyebrows become, the more impatiently his fingers knock on the sofa armrest.

Twenty minutes later, the pointer is pointing to 9: 00 p.m.

Tap the finger of the armrest to rest, then stand up with a leaf brush, pick up the already chilled dining box on the coffee table, and walk towards the inner lounge.