CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"Well I'm not sure, but it seems to have something to do with President Jiang's past when he was a child. I haven't heard him mention it, and no one dares to ask. " Fu Qing casually spread his hand, "but he can't contact with any women. It's well known in s city. You don't know!"

Enron agreed with him and said in surprise, "I didn't even know you had touched President Jiang. Didn't he do anything strange to you?"

Shen Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Enron, what are you thinking about! I didn't mean to. He didn't react. "

Enron shook his head and said, "before you, in fact, Zhanfeng had a female assistant. That female assistant accidentally ran into Mr. Jiang when she was delivering coffee to Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang then smashed the coffee on the ground and let the female assistant go immediately!"

Shen Qingqing took a breath and covered her chest. Jiang Fengming didn't fire her!

Fu Qing seems to see her idea, lip slightly pick, hang a touch of cynical smile, "before I was always worried about his future to live a lifetime, now meet you, I am relieved."

Shen Qingqing recognized the meaning of what he said, and her cheeks were flushed. "You Don't talk nonsense

Fu Qing closed his mouth and shrugged.

At the corner of the exhibition, Leng Shaoheng and Jiang Fengming walk to the modern exhibition area. When they hear the conversation of the three people in front, their steps stop.

Leng Shaoheng looks over his head. His eagle eyes seem to contain frost, and his thin lips are tight.

After listening to the sound of the river breeze, his face was as usual, and he was still as light as a cloud.

"No wonder Jiang always sent paintings to Shen Qingqing. It turned out that he had an intention for her." Leng Shaoheng said quietly.

"Such a beautiful picture of orchid should be given to a beauty." Jiang Fengming is not willing to admit it and says it with ridicule.

Leng Shaoheng thin lips slightly up, "it's a pity that this orchid picture is still taken away by me. I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang."

"Nothing. Leng Shao likes to buy the most impractical things at the most expensive price. Jiang has nothing to say. Leng always likes it." The river breeze chirps, a smile, the more pleasant the voice is.

Leng Shaoheng's anger flashed from his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "then I advise President Jiang that if you encounter something exciting in the future, you must grasp it. After all, paintings can be bought again, but there is only one person!"

Jiang Fengming turned slightly towards him when he heard the words. His white Tang costume made him more elegant and calm, but his momentum did not decrease at all. Stand together with Leng Shaoheng like a light and a dark, black dialogue.

He lifted his lips lightly and said, "sure!"

Leng Shaoheng narrowed his long and narrow eyes, converged himself, and just released the breath of bullying. He sorted out the clothes and went on.

As soon as Shen Qingqing wanted to refute Fu Qing, she saw Leng Shaoheng and Jiang Fengming coming here side by side. As soon as she saw Jiang Fengming, she remembered what Fu Qing had said. Her face became more and more red, so she had to bury her head and dare not lift it up again.

Leng Shaoheng saw her as shy as a bride on her wedding night. She couldn't help itching her teeth. She wanted to pull her aside and bite her lips. How dare she think wildly!

Jiang Fengming took a look at Fu Qing, whose face was hard to distinguish between joy and anger, and said with deep meaning, "Fu Qing, the owner of the villa invited us to taste his red wine. Come with me."