CEO, Please Hold Yourself

"Snoring --"

thinking about it, Wu Xiaoran heard the snoring voice from Zhao Jialiang, and looked at some silver wires between the temples of the man, and her heart also slightly hurt.

It seems that you are really not very good, the original mother still has a place in your heart, and it is not in vain that my mother has been waiting for you for so many years. It seems that I really want to plan the next thing well!

"Ring bell..."

When Wu Xiaoran was thinking, Zhao Jialiang's mobile phone rang. Seeing that Zhao Jialiang was totally unconscious to answer the phone, she helped to take out her mobile phone. It was indeed Liang Yurou who called.

Hum, this name makes me feel sick!

Suppressing the disgust in her heart, Wu Xiaoran took out her mobile phone, opened the recording key, and then pressed the answer button. By the way, she turned on the hands-free. Before she could speak, Liang Yurou reprimanded: "Zhao Jialiang, where are you dead? You still don't come back. I'm starving to death. Xinya hasn't woken up and can't leave people. You Your heart is made of stone. Anyhow, Xinya is also your daughter. Do you have to be so heartless? "

"Hello, auntie. I'm Xiaoran. Uncle Zhao is drunk and asleep now. Would you like to come and pick it up?"

Wu Xiaoran deliberately put the tone very soft, said politely.

"Sure enough, it's you, you little bitch. I said that Zhao Jialiang didn't come back so late. It turns out that Zhao Jialiang's soul has been taken away by you, a little fox spirit, and he doesn't care about his daughter's illness!

Wu Xiaoran, how could you be so shameless when you were young? What did you say when we met in the mall this morning? Didn't you say it had nothing to do with Zhao Jialiang?

What are you doing now? He is drunk and asleep so late. Oh, I'm really ashamed of you. You let me pick him up and dream. Now he's disgusted! "

As soon as Liang Yurou heard Wu Xiaoran's voice, she thought that it would be no good for her to be alone in a room at such a late night. She immediately lost control of her temper and broke into a lot of abuse.

Wu Xiaoran originally wanted to stimulate Liang Yurou to say more excessive words. Unexpectedly, Liang Yurou said so many things herself. She picked her eyebrows mischievously, and then brewed a little emotion. She pretended to be sad and said:

"auntie, how can you say that to me? Things are not what you think

"Drink, Wu Xiaoran, you don't pretend to be pitiful here. I've seen through your tricks. I told you that I won't swallow it so easily. You wait for me. I'll make you pay for it!"

Then he hung up the phone.

Seeing this, Wu Xiaoran disdained Nunu's mouth, shrugged his shoulders, turned off the recording, walked slowly to Zhao Jialiang and patted him on the shoulder:

"Uncle Zhao, wake up..."

After Wu Xiaoran yelled for a long time, Zhao Jialiang opened his eyes and laughed with embarrassment:

"well I fell asleep I'm sorry to make you laugh at Xiaoran. Are you full? "

"Well, I'm full!"

"Good Then I'll take you home

He staggered up and walked outside. Wu Xiaoran quickly took things and followed him closely. After buying the order, he insisted on sending Wu Xiaoran home.

"Uncle Zhao, I'd better send you back. I can drive too!"

"I don't want to go home Specifically, I don't have a home at all Xiaoran, do you know I feel so tired as soon as I go back to that house! "

"Then I'll take you to my house, OK?"

Looking at Zhao Jialiang's distressed appearance, Wu Xiaoran's heart softened, supporting him like a child, and asked in a soft voice.

"Good Xiaoran, I will go to your house now Dad is so tired... "

With her eyes closed, she was about to plant. Wu Xiaoran quickly grabbed him and helped him into the car. Then she went into the cab and drove to Xiangyuan community.

When he got to the community, Wu Xiaoran just got off the bus and managed to get Zhao Jialiang out of the car. He saw a tall figure standing in front of him. Then the light showed that he was mu Shaoqian.

"Oh, what are you doing there? Don't come and help

Wu Xiaoran was very happy to see mu Shaoqian. He quickly asked him to help, but who knew that he stood there——

A pair of black eyes at this time with a survey, the whole body is like soaking in the cold water tank, sending out bursts of cold.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed to Zhao Jialiang, whose arm was resting on Wu Xiaoran's shoulder. His thin lips opened and coldly spat out a few words:

"who is he?"