Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 145 Just Made Beauty and the Beast
She wants to get rid of Fang fool's abuse.

"Idiot Fang attacked me just now. I was beaten so hard that I couldn't fight back. I bit him off with my mouth in a hurry. You know how strong a person's occlusal muscle is. I can be [-]% sure that I bit him off."

Liu Ying frowned, she is also a woman, she has experienced everything she should have experienced, but this is the first time she has heard of such a thing.

She didn't expect Liu Susu to be forced into this by Fang Fang.

"Idiot Fang will not be able to do that kind of thing anymore, but it's hard to say how he will torture me. If I am pregnant, Mrs. Fang will let me go and stop her son for the sake of the child." It's the best reason to use the excuse of going back to my natal family to raise a baby, and Song Yancheng and Mrs. Song won't say anything."

Her words were weak, and the pain in her body only made her feel that life would be worse than death.

"Okay, as long as you tell me where my son is?"

"it is good."

……

In the evening, Song Yixian had a social occasion and couldn't go home for dinner.

At noon, Fang Yuan was asked to pick up Liang Jincheng and go to the company.

This was the first time Liang Jincheng came to Song Yixian's office.

The corporate headquarters building of Global Boyi is a circular shape, and a gymnasium is built in the open space in the middle, which is used for employees to exercise in it in their spare time.

In addition, a huge artificial garden has been designed, with many flowers, plants and trees, and the oxygen content is calculated to be the highest in the city.

Liang Jincheng passed the sightseeing elevator to the second floor of No.30.

Huanqiu's president's office occupies the entire floor.

There are nearly twenty secretaries in a row outside.

All of them look sweet and pleasant, shrewd and capable.

When Fang Yuan brought Liang Jincheng into the CEO's office, the group of female secretaries stood up and said to her, "Good afternoon."

Each of them maintained a sweet smile, showing eight teeth neatly.

The degree of uniformity is astonishing.

Under Fang Yuan's leadership, Liang Jincheng entered the CEO's office.

Fang Yuan said: "The president is in a meeting, come back later, you can wait here for a while."

"Okay." Liang Jincheng replied.

After Fang Yuan left, Liang Jincheng looked around the layout of the office. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were in front of her, and she could have a panoramic view of the whole city from her perspective.

And behind it is a river view, and you can see the ferry passing by on the river.

The president's office chair has a river view on the front and a bustling city on the back.

Liang Jincheng walked to the desk, where there were documents and several high-end customized pens.

The papers were spread out on the table, with his signature at the end of the last page.

The resolute brushwork outlines the edges and corners of the font, elegant and graceful.

The words are like the person, and the words are correct.

In addition, she saw a photo on the table, it was Song Yingrui...

But not the current Ying Rui, but the one who was just born four years ago.

When a child is born, it is very ugly, without eyebrows, eyelashes, and hair, and looks wrinkled like a little old man.

Facing such photos, it's no wonder Song Yixian doesn't like Song Yingrui so much.

Thinking of the photo with Ying Rui in my mobile phone, I had an urge to print out the photo and post it back.

This way he can also see himself while working.

With the idea of ​​a pink girl, Liang Jincheng looked around and saw a printer.

I rummaged through it and found some hard paper that can print photos.

Then he connected the computer connected to the printer and developed the photos privately.

Walking to Song Yixian's desk, he took down the photo frame.

But at the moment of disassembly, two photos fell out.

One is Song Yingrui's newborn appearance, and the other is...a woman.

Liang Jincheng frowned lightly.

The woman in the photo has exquisite makeup and looks about 25 years old, with elegance and virtuousness exuding from her brows.

This face that Liang Jincheng was extremely familiar with made her heart tremble suddenly.

The woman in the photo... looks like me...

But she could tell that it was definitely not her.

There is a watermark on the photo, indicating the time... It is a photo from four years ago.

Put it together with Song Yingrui's photo, and it exists in front of Song Yixian's desk... This woman's identity is definitely not ordinary.

If not... would it be Song Yingrui's biological mother?
Then why do you look so much like yourself?

A series of questions burst out in Liang Jincheng's mind, and she became flustered...

There should be no connection.

Forcibly comforting herself, she put the developed photos back into the handbag she carried with her.

And reinstalled the photo frame that was just disassembled.

Taking a deep breath, he sat down on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

But the eyes looked at his desk intentionally or unintentionally.

Thinking wildly in my mind.

Even when Song Yixian walked in, she didn't notice.

Song Yixian's long arms were wrapped around her waist, and after she felt it, she turned her face and kissed him on the lips.

Then the man deepened the kiss, tender and lingering.

The man's big hand was still restless, and he poked through her clothes...

"Hmm!" She made a soft voice.

Almost unable to tolerate her resistance, Song Yixian pressed her down on the sofa.

The sofa was soft, and the weight of the two of them was pressed together, and it was easily sunken in.

Song Yixian will inevitably relive the taste of his actions after work, embodying his emotions in the scene... There are many scenes where he wants to press Liang Jincheng on the sofa.

The moment I entered the door just now, seeing her in a daze, I had an impulse inexplicably.

From the most primitive impulse.

"Song..."

Before Liang Jincheng uttered a word, his lips were covered again.

With a crisp sound of "Boom...", Liang Jincheng looked towards the door in a panic, and her already flushed face suddenly turned red into a new horizon.

Standing at the door was a female secretary in a blue suit. She was holding two cups of coffee, but she had knocked over one cup on the ground.

The coffee cup shattered, and the scalding coffee splashed onto the female secretary's ankle, which immediately became red and swollen.

The female secretary's face was panicked, she couldn't care less about the injury on her foot, and she said with shame on her face, "Because... it's freshly ground coffee, so it was delivered late..."

Liang Jincheng was ashamed to meet people, and this kind of scandal happened when she first came to Song Yixian's company.

So embarrassing.

Her hand was already covering Song Yixian's chest, at this moment she pulled his front and hid her face inside.

The rest of the body is out of the question.

"Get out." Song Yixian scolded, and the female secretary ran away and closed the door.

Song Yixian then softly said to the woman under him: "Okay, there is no one now."

Liang Jincheng's eyes turned red with anger, and she pushed the person away, but she couldn't.

"What do you do, do you do things regardless of the occasion? This is your office."

Not to mention that the female secretary doesn't know who she is, even if she knows that she is Song Yixian's wife on the marriage certificate, but if there is a passionate scene in the office, it will be impossible to see it if it gets out.

"My office, can I do what I want to do?"

"An office is a place to work."

"I don't think I'm doing any other business, it's very meaningful to be with my wife." Song Yixian smiled slightly, his evil look made people want to hit him.

Liang Jincheng did exactly that, hitting his strong chest twice.

"You know, it's easier to arouse my interest when you look like this."

"Hmph...a beast."

"I'd prefer the word Beast, that would make 'Beauty and the Beast'!"

Liang Jincheng bit her lip, "It's a group of beauties and beasts."

Song Yixian narrowed his eyes, "Huh? A group?"

"Aren't there more than 20 female secretaries sitting outside you? They are all young and beautiful."

Song Yixian raised his eyebrows, and a monstrous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Are you...jealous?"

Liang Jincheng denied, "I won't be jealous if I eat soy sauce, especially yours."

Song Yixian said indifferently: "Oh... Then I have to invite another twenty or so female secretaries to be on the 32nd floor."

"You...you dare."

The man laughed softly, "I lost my temper, and you still say you're not jealous?"

Liang Jincheng rolled his eyes at him, "I'm jealous of the head office."

Song Yixian stretched out his hand and pinched her slightly fleshy cheeks, the soft skin ran back and forth with his fingertips, he couldn't put it down, "Then I will replace all the female secretaries outside with men."

"Don't."

"what happened?"

"They will be sad if they are fired suddenly."

"It has nothing to do with me when they are sad, but it must have something to do with me when my wife is angry. My wife is unhappy, so I want to coax her. This shows that I am a good man."

It has to be said that Song Yixian gave Liang Jincheng a great sense of security in these aspects.

It's not that Liang Jincheng really doesn't like those female secretaries outside. She might be terrified by the photo on the desk, but after thinking about it, it's Ying Rui's mother after all. She shouldn't be with someone who has passed away. Compare this.

Her heart should be more open.

He said: "Those female secretaries have been working for such a long time. It is inevitable that you will be negligent if you suddenly change jobs. Besides, those people have not been with you for a day or two. Resigning them rashly may cause some old people in the company to be angry. Besides, if you want something to happen, it probably happened long ago, and there will be nothing about me."

Song Yixian's bright glass eyes looked at her clear eyes, but his heart was sweet, "I'm very happy that you can think about me."

He likes to see every time she cares about and understands him. Such behavior, in his opinion, is a response of love.

In this game of you chasing me Zhu, he is not the one who just pays unilaterally.

Liang Jincheng blushed and denied, "I didn't think about you."

"I think it's fine."

He was still pressing her down, but his limbs supported his body, not all the weight of his body was on her body. He loved Liang Jincheng to this extent.

Anyone who sees it will be jealous.

(End of this chapter)