CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

At 6:00 p.m., at the gate of Zhanfeng building.

Shen Qingqing and Enron walked hand in hand from the president's office elevator into the dense flow of people after work.

All of a sudden, she thought of the woman named Yao Yao's words. Zhanfeng was tired of her, but she didn't know it herself.

Subconsciously, she looked around at the people around her, as if she wanted to see them look scornful or disdainful.

But what she saw was only the crowd and the busy handover. No one looked at her side at all.

"Qingqing, what are you looking for?" Asked Enron.

"Nothing." She answered faintly.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at the door. The black Rolls Royce stopped on the street opposite the exhibition building, showing its noble spirit and identity, and arrived as scheduled.

"Oh, I know what you were looking for! Ha ha ha Qing, I thought Leng always wanted to be fresh for a while. After he was rejected, he didn't take any action. It seems that I think too much! " Enron teased her.

“……”

She opened her mouth to explain something to Enron, but Enron pushed her in the direction of the vehicle.

"All right, all right, don't delay your little lovers. I'm going home!"

Shen Qingqing reluctantly walked towards Leng Shaoheng, got into the co pilot's seat, smelled the faint cigarette smell in the car, and said, "you'd better not come to pick me up in the future. I can take the bus by myself, you car It's too conspicuous. "

Leng Shaoheng throws the remaining cigarette ends into the dustbin along the window and says, "what's wrong with being conspicuous? Do you want me to pick you up in a big pickup truck in the future? "

Come on, it's only more eye-catching to drive a pickup truck when it's cold. Don't you think you're hot enough?

In her mind, she immediately depicts Leng Shaoheng sitting on a large pickup truck, wearing Armani handmade suit, holding a cigar in one hand, controlling the steering wheel in the other hand, and stepping on the accelerator with tens of thousands of crocodile shoes, which is very disobedient.

She couldn't help laughing at her imagination.

Leng Shaoheng looked at her like a psycho. Out of self-cultivation, he asked in a calm voice, "what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing. Let's go back quickly. Mo Mo should wait at home." She didn't dare to say anything about him.

Cold Shaoheng aimed at her one eye, black heavy eyes with a trace of doting, "fasten the safety belt."

"Oh." Shen Qingqing lowered her head to fasten her seat belt.

Leng Shaoheng's eyes suddenly stopped on her right hand. Her eyes suddenly became hot and her thin lips were tight.

She saw that he had been staring at himself and refused to drive. She asked suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

"Shen Qingqing, what's your opinion on me, can't you say it directly?" He turned his head and tightened his hands on the steering wheel.

"Opinion?" She twisted her eyebrows. "No problem..."

"You regret it, don't you?" Leng Shaoheng's voice is inexplicably hoarse and his tone is cold. "You regret what you promised me that day, so you have to draw a line with me."

Shen Qingqing was puzzled by his sudden change, "you What are you talking about? "

Leng Shaoheng took a breath, grabbed her right hand and raised it in front of her. He said harshly, "I ask you, why didn't I give you that diamond ring? Where did you throw it? Didn't you promise me you wouldn't take it off? "