Madam, your boss is super paranoid

Chapter 968
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Wen Wenyan put down the tea cup in his hand last month, raised his eyes to look at Jun Xiaoyan, touched his chin, and smiled: "Me? I haven't thought about it yet."

"You are not young anymore, don't think about it anymore, our son is already soy sauced, and you don't know where it is." Jun Xiaoyan couldn't help but sighed.

Wen Shangyue smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't care at all.

so at the same time
In Shang Rong's private villa.

Shang Rong sat on the sofa with a cigarette between his knuckles, looked up at Lan Qian who came out of the bedroom, and said, "Clean up and go out to dinner with me."

Lan Qian paused, and when she looked at the man on the sofa, there was no ripple in her cold eyes, as if she was used to his orderly tone.

"I still have an announcement in the afternoon, and I'm going to have lunch there, otherwise it will be too late."

Hearing Lan Qian's indifferent and cold tone, Shang Rong couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, and the smoke between his knuckles also trembled. He said patiently, "After dinner, I'll drive you there."

Lan Qian paused while taking the bag, then shook her head and refused: "No need, I'm afraid I'll be photographed by the reporters, it's not good for you or me."

Shang Rong's voice cooled down: "It's just eating, it won't take you long."

I couldn't help but swear in my heart, he was afraid of a hair!

"You also said that it's just for a meal, so it doesn't matter if I go or not? It's not that you haven't had dinner together, or do you need me to accompany you for a drink when you're talking about business?"

Lan Qian talked quickly for a while, but after she finished speaking, she was stunned again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. This was belittling him, and she was also belittling herself.

"Accompanying wine?"

Shang Rong sneered, with a hint of self-mockery in his laughter.

He stood up suddenly, walked in front of Lan Qian with big strides, clasped her chin with his knuckle fingers, and lifted her up, staring at the woman in front of him with red eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I'll let you accompany me, how dare you?" Aren't you going? Huh?"

Lan Qian only felt that her jaw was about to be crushed, she opened her mouth, and said with difficulty: "Yes, you are my big creditor, I have to do whatever you ask me to do, just to accompany you It's just wine, nothing more."

After finally finishing speaking, she wanted to laugh, but tears couldn't stop streaming from her eyes.

I don't know whether it was pinched or suppressed for too long, and finally couldn't help it, and vented my disgust, heartache, and hidden pain deep in my heart with tears.

Shang Rong put a little more force on his hands, as if wanting her to shut up, because of anger, the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

He sneered: "Very good, very good, you are really cheap."

It was as if a piece of Lan Qian's heart had been severely gouged out, she couldn't breathe due to the pain, her eyes, which were originally filled with tears, suddenly stopped, because it was too cheap.

"You don't even have the qualifications to accompany wine."

After leaving these words, Shang Rong let go of her, bent down to pick up the coat on the sofa, and slammed the door to leave.

After the sound of "bang", the living room instantly became quiet, and the quietness made people feel panic.

Lan Qian supported the cabinet weakly, the tears that had just stopped flowed out again, ran across her cheeks, and when dripping from her thin and pointed chin into the neckline, she seemed to feel a cold feeling.

The feeling of heartache should have disappeared together when the child was gone.

But why can she still feel pain? ——
After leaving the private villa, Shang Rong drove to the agreed hotel.

Along the way, I ran through several traffic lights, as if I was dying.

　I'm really sorry, Duoduo's codeword is too slow, and Duoduo doesn't want to change it every day.

　　The main reason is that writing new books is slower, and the manuscripts of new books have not been saved yet.

　　If there are enough manuscripts for the new book, this book can resume normal updating.

　　I'm so sorry, (blame me, blame me)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)