All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

In terms of liking, Geng Ze's liking doesn't have to sink a boat at all. Perhaps, the lack of or so little fate.

After a long silence, he said, "it's very late. I won't disturb your rest. Good night. "

Thin weaving fog should be a little, is agreed to Geng Ze. She looked down at the call record, gently sliding to delete. Then, he picked up a book at hand and continued to look at it slowly.

*

it's getting late, and the lights are bright in Xishan Forest language. Lu Chenzhou stood in front of the window, looking at the ink like night. Shen Yanxin stands at the door and knocks. Lu Shen boat heard the movement and came back to his mind. His deep voice sounded in the autumn night, "say."

Shen Yan looked at his tall figure and whispered, "my wife lives in a house in the city." After knowing her whereabouts, Lu Chenzhou was relieved. He rubbed his eyebrows. "Go down."

He said so, and Shen Yanxin naturally did the same. Then he left the room. Even if she doesn't go home, Lu Chenzhou will still worry about her. However, he was still angry when she refused to confess that she was working in gengze company.

After drinking some red wine before going to bed, thin weaving fog had a good sleep. When she got up early, she looked at her mobile phone and Zhen sent her a short message, which was very simple.

I have withdrawn the lawsuit. When will you promise to let Lu Shen Zhou release ruochu. 】

Bo Zhiwu was a little worried when he saw the news. At the thought of last night, Lu Chenzhou said to herself that if she went to dinner with Su Tian, she would not come back. She was very angry.

What is this, a threat? Like a child!

Thin woven mist crackled out a line of words, "I know." She got out of bed, washed in slippers, and called Secretary Ji.

Secretary Ji did not know what happened between them. When he received the phone call from Bo Zhiwu, he was slightly surprised, "madam? What's the matter? "

"Secretary Ji, help me to give Lu Chenzhou a message, saying that Zhen has withdrawn the lawsuit and let him release him." The voice of thin weaving fog is full of reluctance, she said and quickly hung up the phone.

Secretary Ji didn't react, and the other end hung up. He was stunned. Lu Chenzhou sat behind the car. He rubbed his eyebrows. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Secretary Ji in front of him casting his eyes back. He guessed why. "What did she say?"

Secretary Ji was stunned for a moment, thinking, President, do you know how to read your mind? How do you know that it was the lady who called. He confessed obediently. "Madame said that when she got up early, Zhen gave her a phone call, saying that the lawsuit had been withdrawn and asked when we released miss ruochu."

After hearing this, Lu Shen boat was slightly disappointed, "is that all?" Secretary Ji felt that Lu Chenzhou's reaction was not too right, but he could only nod his head dully. After all, Lu Chenzhou's private affairs were not easy for him to ask. "Yes, that's all..."

That originally not very good-looking face, more and more gloomy. In the narrow compartment space, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated. He thought Bo Zhiwu would call to explain something, and it turned out to be the case.

*

when weaving mist entered the office building of the company, it was very obvious that people around her were looking at her.

Xiaopang stops her before she gets into the elevator, "Zhizhi!" Thin woven fog quickly pressed the door, xiaopang took the opportunity to squeeze in. In the morning rush hour, the elevator box was very crowded, and the thin woven fog was almost close to the wall.

Xiaopang whispered to her, "you know, yesterday's gossip, your post with Mr. Geng was deleted."

Today, Bo Zhiwu has some lack of interest. She knows, but she has a very cold attitude. This attitude makes xiaopang a little confused.

He asked, "aren't you happy weaving?" Thin weaving fog reluctantly smile, "no, very good."

Although Bo Zhiwu's face is with a smile, Xiao Pang still feels it. Bo Zhiwu is not happy.

The elevator jingle, to the 12th floor, thin woven fog walked a long step to leave the elevator. As soon as the crowd dispersed, the mist came into the office.

A lot of people have arrived earlier than her. Everyone takes turns to clean the office. The form was changed only yesterday. Today it's the turn of thin weaving fog.

She put the bag in her place and walked into the utility room. Just as she was ready to take it up to clean up, a soft voice came from behind her, "ah, weaving, you don't have to clean up. This kind of thing should be left to me."

Said, behind the red skirt from the gentle smile, from the hand of thin weaving fog snatched over.

Thin woven fog has not returned to God, the mop in his hand was snatched away. She stood in the same place, stupefied for three seconds, then reflected what. Xiaopang is holding a cup to pick up water. As he passes by the thin woven fog, he laughs and suppresses his voice. He says in an ambiguous tone, "they must think there is something between you and Mr. Geng. That's why they are so attentive. "

Bo Zhiwu turned her head and took a helpless look at xiaopang. It was probably because of this. Otherwise, it would be difficult to make sense.

In large enterprises, everyone is smart and knows how to steer at the wind. But they are probably in vain. There is really nothing between her and gengze.Xiaopang said, "you just let her do it. Don't worry about the rest."

Thin woven mist lost his smile for a moment. Well, anyway, she's really not in a good mood today. She even lacks interest in work, not to mention cleaning. Moreover, usually in xishanlin language, she seldom does housework by herself, and the bed sheets and quilt covers are changed by servants.

Gao Jie sits on the seat and looks at Bo Zhiwu with hatred. Her eyes are full of jealousy and resentment! If you swallow the mist, you can't peel it alive.

Originally, I wanted to use this post to let everyone spit on Xingzi and drive the thin weaving fog out of king. However, they all coaxed her into thinking that she was the treasure of the Department.

The supervisor came in. He subconsciously looked for the figure of thin weaving fog in the lattice. After seeing it, he said with a smile, "weaving. Come with me to the president. There is something that needs to be discussed in detail. "

Thin weaving mist just opened the computer, heard the supervisor say so, immediately stunned, she frowned and asked: "what matter?"

The director refused to disclose, but said, "you will find out if you follow me." She lowered her head, looked at the computer in front of her and hesitated and said, "but my script It's not finished. "

The director tut a, he said: "this urgent what ah, you wait to go to the office with me, other things to talk about! Nothing is as important as this one! "

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