The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 890 I want to draw a line with him

Hegson glanced at his wife with displeasure, and scolded in a low voice, "I do things in my own way!"

Not wanting to be caught between the two husbands and wives, not to mention that Hegson had already promised not to pursue it, Chu Silu bowed again to thank him, "Lao Hai, madam, thank you both."

Turning to Chu Silu, Hegson smiled again, "You don't have to be so polite, I will often come to play at home from now on."

"I will," Chu Silu nodded modestly, and then left.

Walking out of the gate of Hai's house, Huang Minzhu was still complaining about her husband Hegson in the villa, "Gerson, what's the matter with you? Why didn't you pursue it? Lan'er was injured like that..."

"Women, what do you know? I don't pursue my own reasons..."

Sitting in the cab, Chu Silu took a long breath. Although it is not clear why Hegson suddenly changed his mind, it would be fine as long as the little thing does not have to bear legal responsibility.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, and when he returned to the company, Chu Silu frowned puzzled when he saw the courier bag on his desk.

He grabbed the landline and called the internal line, "Tang Zhu, come in."

A few minutes later, Assistant Tang knocked on the door and came in, "President, what's the matter?"

"Where did this come from?"

Chu Silu picked up the small courier bag on the desk, on which there was only his office address but no sender's information.

Looking at the plastic bag less than ten centimeters long in Chu Silu's hand, Assistant Tang explained, "Oh, a courier delivered it half an hour ago, saying that there was a copy of your courier. I signed for it for you when you were not around."

Looking at the courier in his hand again, Chu Silu ordered lightly, "Go out and do some work."

Assistant Tang went out in response, and Chu Silu also took tools from the drawer to open the courier bag, and wrapped a layer of sanitary napkins on the outside of what looked like a card, took off the outer sanitary napkins, and a bank card came into view.

It was the one he gave to Liang Kaola, and he would give her pocket money every month.

"Little thing, are you trying to draw a line with me?" Chu Silu said to himself funny, since he refused to answer her call that day, he hasn't called her again, and he hasn't come back to his villa at night.

And he didn't take the initiative to call her. The reason why he didn't contact her was because he wanted to neglect her for a few days, so that she could reflect on herself, so that she would never act so impulsively again.

Now it seems that the little thing has obviously misunderstood his intentions.

I took the bank card and looked at it again and again, and then put it in the drawer of the desk.

Without the "golden master", Liang Kaola started to work hard for a living again. During the day, he continued to distribute leaflets on the street. After work, he returned to the rental house, took a shower, cooked a bowl of noodles casually, and went to work at night.

Standing on the stage, she was wearing leather pants and Martin boots, without a purple hair cover, and her long hair was braided into countless dirty braids.

She painted green eyeshadow, her eyelashes were drawn long, and her bright red lips were particularly obvious. When she opened her mouth, her unique crow voice was her characteristic, and it didn't match her small body at all.

Leaning on the sofa, Chu Silu casually shook the red wine glass, with obvious curves on the corners of his lips. In all fairness, his little thing looks like a star, and the aura he exudes when standing on the stage at a young age is not at all Do not lose to professional singers.

After the song was over, a serviceman walked to the stage and pointed in a certain direction and whispered something to Liang Kaola. Chu Silu knew that someone ordered her song, and when the music started, Liang Kaola said some words of blessing into the microphone , and then continued singing.

(End of this chapter)