CEO,Please Love Me Gently

"When a woman looks at a woman, it's nothing more than her face and chest!" Poplar said solemnly.

Suddenly thought of Cheng Yang, quickly asked: "how is she and Cheng Yang?"

"Together, you don't know."

"How could I know..." Gu Xiaoyue blinked.

The poplar nodded, "it makes sense! I don't know how to get out of the gate

Gu Xiaoyue

Lu Cheng didn't expect that the woman was the main show of the fashion show. No wonder she was so arrogant to her.

People around her have been touching her legs, making her feel sick. If it wasn't for her lack of money, she would not be with this man!

Finally, unable to bear it, Lu Cheng stood up.

"Mr. Yun, I'll go to the bathroom!"

Cloud always nodded, smile eyes Mi into a line.

"All right, all right, baby, go early and come back early!"

Lu Cheng smiles and gives him a kiss, then turns around, and immediately changes his face.

"What's the matter? I've been touching my mother all the time. If it wasn't for money, who would follow this pig?"

Lu Cheng didn't like to scold, and then the more he thought, the more disgusting he felt, he didn't want to go back.

She leaned against the door of the stairs and lit a cigarette.

At this time, there was a discussion.

"Do you know? I've heard that Ling will come this time too! "

The other was excited, "really? Then we should take good photos and report this time! "

Lu Cheng's hand slightly stopped, Ling Rufeng also came!

Her mind suddenly flashed a trick, and then hooked her lips. Now this opportunity is not very good, so many reporters, Gu Xiaoyue, you are finished!

She pinched out her cigarette and came out!

"Reporter little brother, I have a very hot news here, do you want to ah?"

The two reporters were startled by the sudden appearance of people, and then saw Lu Cheng, and immediately their eyes would fall down.

"Yes, of course!" One of them chuckled and rubbed his hands. "I don't know what the news is!"

Lu Cheng sinister smile up, said: "about Ling Shi group president's wife matter."

Ling Rufeng arrived at the scene and searched for Gu Xiaoyue's figure everywhere. Many people knew him and came to talk to him.

Ling Rufeng nods with a smile, but her eyes have been looking for Gu Xiaoyue.

Until I saw her and poplar leaning together to chat, it was like a sigh of relief!

Then he was walking past, and was stopped by a middle-aged man in a suit!

"Mr. Ling, I'm waiting for you at last. Come on, the next step is your speech!"

Ling Rufeng has a black face. He is about to have a love hug with his family Yueer. As a result, he is stopped.

In this way, how can people be happy!

Xiao Yang at one side, looking at his cold face, but there is no way out, can not help but cover his mouth and smile!

I didn't expect to see the boss. It's really worth it!

Ling Rufeng stroked her forehead. Finally, she looked back at Gu Xiaoyue, and then she left. I'd better go to her after that!

Under the leadership of Reich, the winter fashion show finally came to an end.

Gu Xiaoyue has not seen enough, after all, so many beautiful women together, is also a very eye-catching thing.

Poplar know her mood now, so patted her shoulder, a pair of I know how to look, said: "if you want to see, let your husband do more!"

Her husband, needless to say, knows who it is.

Gu Xiaoyue stabbed her in the stomach, then said: "why don't you go!"

Yang Shua twisted his waist and dodged, "it's not my husband. I'm going to be busy. Yueer, you wait here first. Your husband will speak for a while."

With that, she was afraid that Gu Xiaoyue would beat her, so she left ahead of time.

Gu Xiaoyue laughs and stares at the stage.

In another corner of the venue, Lu Cheng and a man are looking at Gu Xiaoyue.

"Did you see that? It's the woman. She's Ling Rufeng's wife. When you ask questions, you'll find someone to point the camera at her. "

After that man listened, he nodded and showed a smile that I knew how to smile.

"I've given you a way to make money. If you can't do it well, you can't blame me!" Lu Cheng sneered.

Gu Xiaoyue feels that there is a vision behind her that has been looking at her. She turns her head, but she doesn't find anything.

Is it her illusion? Gu Xiaoyue shakes her head. She must have slept too much.

Lu Cheng returned to his seat with a happy face.

Cloud total see, salty pig hand immediately took out, keep in her thigh friction.He was in a bad mood.

"What's the matter, baby, so happy? What's the matter?"

Lu Cheng turned a white eye in his heart, but he still wanted to smile on his face.

"Oh, Mr. Yun will have a good play soon. Do you think I can be unhappy?"

"What's the good play?" Yunzong is also interested.

"You'll find out in a minute!"

The light in the middle of the stage lights up, just stopped Ling Rufeng middle-aged man to come up.

"This fashion show has come to a successful conclusion. Of course, this time, we have to thank the president of Ling group, Ling Rufeng. Now let's ask him to say something!"

Hear Ling Rufeng's name, Gu Xiaoyue's whole eyes are bright, her lips with a shallow smile.

Ling Rufeng stepped onto the stage with an official smile on his face. His words were very simple and clear, almost two minutes later.

He had nothing to say, and he didn't come here to make a speech.

Just as he was about to leave, someone stood up.

"Mr. Ling, I heard that you are married?"

Ling Rufeng didn't know why he asked. He frowned and answered, "yes, this matter has not been made public?"

The questioner raised his lips and said, "do you also admit that your wife has lived in a slum?"

Gu Xiaoyue's lips become stiff. She looks at the man. How does he know this.

Ling Rufeng's eyes narrowed and knew that things were not simple.

Sure enough, the reporters at the bottom were agitated.

Gu Xiaoyue is still in shock, suddenly does not know where the flash, surrounded her.

"You are Mrs. Ling. Is it true to live in a slum?"

"It's said that your mother was a junior and was later driven out of the slum. Is that true?"

Gu Xiaoyue felt that she couldn't breathe. She stepped back a few steps, but there was no place to go back.

A face without blood color is like a piece of white paper,

"no It's not. "