Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 517 Still with such operations

What good has she done?Said I didn't understand!

While An Ran was puzzled, her little hand grabbed the man's collar.

In an instant, his face flushed red: "Master Leng Chengtian, are you playing a hooligan?"

The secretaries standing in a daze at the door were all stunned. There was a woman's voice in the president's office. Did they hear it right?
Slightly frowning, Leng Chengtian pressed Anran to keep her from moving, and said in a low voice: "Stinky girl, is it me or you? This is my office."

Hold the grass!Still operating like this?

An Ran got annoyed, grabbed the man's collar and pulled hard.

Don't you say she is playing hooligans?She just showed him the trick.

"Of course, you..." Leng Chengtian was completely defeated by his girl's quick-witted IQ, so he might as well do Fa-rectification on the spot without doing anything.

"Oh! What are you doing! You're not afraid of being seen." An Ran realized that something was wrong, and the man was offended.

She reached out and pushed her husband's chest, trying to escape from under him.

"Smelly girl, it's not that easy to run away when you get into trouble." After saying that, the man's big hand couldn't wait to hug her, "Xiao Ranran, you will pay for torturing your husband like this."

"Uncle, be good, let's not make trouble." Thinking that this is Leng Chengtian's office, someone might come in at any time, An Ran was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, wishing to kick the man unconscious immediately. "Uncle, you are an honest gentleman, and an honest gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, hahaha, isn't it?"

"That's with someone else, with my wife, so I don't have to be a gentleman."

How could Leng Chengtian let go of the little girl who was brought to his mouth.

"Xiao Ranran, don't worry, I'm safe here."

Hey hey, does she mean that?

Why does it feel like Uncle got it wrong.

Is it because she didn't understand enough?
"How do you know? Just in case... En! Your uncle, don't gag me... Finish the sentence... Umm, uncle." Intermittent voices came from the office.

The secretaries, who were also men, immediately realized the truth, and quickly returned to their posts one by one, expressing that they had heard nothing and thought nothing of it.

Cafes near Tianma Headquarters:

Leng Yanran was sitting in a corner wearing big sunglasses, and the two people who rushed in waved.

Editor-in-chief Jin flattered Du Ruomei with a smile, and walked up to Leng Yanran in three or five steps.

"I heard that you have gained something?" Leng Yanran put the limited edition bag in a conspicuous place, and looked at the two of them with a defiant attitude.

Du Ruomei handed the video shot by Editor-in-Chief Jin to Leng Yanran and said, "After editing, it should be usable. Thank you for helping me kill my cheap brother Du Xiang."

"Du Xiang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he will not be willing to give you Tianma." Leng Yanran pretended not to care, picked up the video and glanced at it, not interested in what was inside.

Du Ruomei's eyes darkened and she said, "It's okay, I won't let him have a chance to stand up."

Leng Yanran packed her things, uploaded the video to her mobile phone, got up and said, "I am very optimistic about your ability, I still have urgent matters, so I will leave first."

Regarding the fact that Leng Yanran was about to leave when they had just arrived, Editor-in-Chief Jin expressed a little dissatisfaction, but did not speak.

It wasn't until Leng Yanran's figure disappeared at the door of the cafe that she said to Du Ruomei: "Today the entertainment industry broke out that two artists under the Gao family took drugs. How long do you think they can last?"

Du Ruomei smiled charmingly, took out the lady's cigarette and lit one: "It doesn't matter how long she can last, anyway, it's just Leng and Gao's dogs biting dogs, and we'll just reap the benefits."

"You're still smart, I guess Leng Yanran couldn't figure out who you are from the beginning to the end."

Du Ruomei's eyes flickered, she flicked the cigarette ash on the white tablecloth, and said with an unqualified smile: "So what if you guessed it? She came to me first."

(End of this chapter)