Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 304 Are you afraid that the young mistress will cuckold you?
Joe's Group.

In the quiet conference room, everyone was sitting upright, not even daring to make two small movements, as if the god of death was nearby, and an invisible sense of oppression froze the air.

Qiao Chengxun sat in the middle seat with his legs crossed naturally, listening to the monthly report from the marketing department that didn't have much new ideas, and his mind drifted away.

Since he was discharged from the hospital, Qiao Chengxun hadn't seen his wife for seven or eight days. He had accumulated more than half a month's work, and he was so busy that he couldn't even spare time to call her.

Damn woman, she hasn't contacted him for so long.

He didn't know how she was doing in school, whether she was happy or not, what she was doing recently...

Now that he still has to waste time listening to meaningless reports, he is even more annoyed in his heart, and the forbearance exuding from his whole body turns into a deep chill.

"Joe, Director Qiao, I've finished the report." The head of the marketing department shrank his neck and said.

Qiao Chengxun was immersed in his own thoughts, without any reaction.

Wan Meizhen, who was sitting on his left, knew that it was time for her to perform, so she pretended to push Qiao Chengxun's arm, and whispered, "Chairman?"

Qiao Chengxun glanced coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Boring."

Crowd: ...

Qiao Boss has eaten gunpowder today...

There was a sudden silence in the huge conference room, and no one dared to say anything.

Li Shuangshuang, who was sitting on Qiao Chengxun's right, carefully moved a folder over, and said in a low voice, "Chairman, this is the cooperation proposal sent by Yanhuang Entertainment this morning. Would you like to take a look at it now?"

Qiao Chengxun was silent for a moment, picked up the folder, and was about to open it for a look, when the phone suddenly vibrated.

The skinny Han Yu's big hand moved to the phone and unlocked the screen.

A message from Bu Qingwei: Master, I just heard a very important news! ! !

Qiao Chengxun habitually remained silent.

Bu Qingwei quickly sent a second message: After returning to school, the young mistress went to Mrs. Jiang's music studio every day. I thought she was going to play with Miss Ming Er, but it turned out not to be.

Qiao Chengxun waited patiently for her to finish speaking.

After waiting for a long time, Bu Qing didn't respond.

Qiao Chengxun frowned slightly, and wrote back: Let's go on.

Bu Qingwei: Haha, I thought you didn't see it, young master.

Qiao Chengxun remained silent.

Bu Qingwei: It turns out that the young mistress is going to participate in the talent competition, which is the upcoming "Bright Star" contest! ! !
A little bit of starlight appeared in Qiao Chengxun's bottomless icy eyes, obviously he was curious about this matter.

Xun: Purpose?

Bu Qingwei: I don't know about that, young master, you have kept your young mistress for so many days, so you are so relieved to let her wander outside?Aren't you afraid that the young mistress will cuckold you?
Xun: She dares.

Bu Qingnian on the other side of the phone could almost feel a murderous anger in the phone.

Bu Qingqing: Young master, it's useless for you to be fierce to me.The young mistress told me that day, you warned her not to rob you from Miss Si Si, I think, if you really don’t like the young mistress, you might as well just divorce the young mistress. Netizens who support your divorce on the Internet, hurry up 600 million, and the remaining 400 million should be collected soon.

After reading Bu Qingqing's long passage, Qiao Chengxun's heart felt like being pierced fiercely by countless sharp swords, and the dull pain spread all over his body.

There is an old saying that if you do your own crimes, you cannot live.

All this is his own doing.

But so what, he won't divorce her.

　Everyone sees nothing, it’s because of Calvin. I said that it’s impossible to write a novel every chapter has a climax. If you get stuck, you will not go smoothly. As long as the plot goes smoothly, there will be wonderful places, and it’s impossible to write the whole story. It's all face-slap sadomasochism.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)