CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Fu Qing sneered and said lightly, "Mr. Jiang is worried too much."

Jiang Fengming disappeared for half a night. He went to talk with Luo Lao, the owner of the villa. In the middle of the conversation, some people came in. Jiang Fengming didn't like this flattering man, so he left after a few perfunctory words.

He came to the hall to look for Shen Qingqing and Enron, but only saw Enron dancing with Fu Qing on the dance floor, which made his heart tremble. He resisted the impulse of not pulling Enron off the dance floor, and only came over when they talked.

He heard Fu Qing say, do you have a boyfriend. He was almost certain that he was ready to fight Enron.

He can't protect his sister Xueqing, can't let Enron fall into it.

"Enron, have you seen Shen Qingqing?" Jiang Fengming asked suddenly.

"No..." Enron looked around and shook his head.

"Fu Qing, help me find Shen Qingqing." Jiang Fengming's tone contains a faint threat, his eyes have been staying on Fu Qing, and the other side is also looking at him, their eyes crisscross in mid air, no one is willing to give in, as if doing a silent contest.

Enron was a little chilly by the strange atmosphere between them, and unconsciously shrunk his neck.

In the end, Fu Qing stepped down first. He raised his lips with a smile, but his smile did not fit into his eyes. He said lightly, "OK, I'll go find it."

With that, he glanced at Enron and turned.

"Enron, you don't have a private meeting with him without me in the future." Jiang Fengming turned to Enron, rarely showing a stern tone.

Enron was puzzled, but the president's words could not be refused, so he had to nod obediently.

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In the presidential suite on the second floor, clothes are scattered on the carpet in disorder. One end of the snow-white corner is hanging on the ground, and the other end is covering a pair of slender white legs. The warm fragrance in the air witnesses the beauty of the room.

In the middle of the snow-white sheet is a beautiful and refined face, eyes closed, as if in deep sleep.

Her shoulder is exposed outside the quilt, and the mottled red marks on it symbolize the fierce competition last night.

A cold wind blew, her long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sleeping beauty finally woke up.

Her vision gradually became clear from the fuzzy. Her vision moved from the white sheet to her empty body. With the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, her mind gradually recovered.

She only remembers that she drank the wine, and then she was helped to the room by Xu Lei to have a rest, and then Cold Shaoheng's angular face came to mind.

She buried her head in the quilt in chagrin. She was not an unconscious little girl. Her body feeling clearly told her what happened last night,

listening to the gurgling water, she felt as if she had broken a seasoning bottle and mixed flavors. She sighed how the person last night could be Leng Shaoheng, and at the same time, she was glad that it was him.

If she woke up in the morning and found herself lying in the arms of a strange man, she would go crazy on the spot.

But Leng Shaoheng He already has Charlotte Creek. What's the matter with her?

Before, she could enamel with the words that they were OK. Now?

Just as Shen Qingqing is helpless in the quilt, the door of the bathroom is opened and a low voice hits her eardrum.

"Are you awake?"