Chief, Love for you is wrong

Speaking of this, Wen Jili opened the file bag he had brought, took out a file from it, and lifted Qin Jing, whose head was buried in his chest, with gentle eyes.

"You once asked me whether I would give you if you wanted my industry in France. Now I answer you, I give you."

Well, I heard that you also have property in France. What if I want your property in France

What do you say

At that time, he gave her an ambiguous answer.

Now, he put the transfer of property right in front of her and seriously said to her, if you want, now I'll answer you and I'll give you.

"You went to France just to do this transfer?" she looked up at him and asked in a dumb voice.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" he just calmly hooked his lips, unscrewed the signature pen cover on the desktop and stuffed it into her hand. "The thing of Mu Jing belongs to the past, and I can't completely let you go. All I can do is hand over the industry representing the past to you."

He rubbed her hair and took out a document from the document bag. "You signed the principal-agent agreement. Just be a president and you'll have money. I'll take care of the company. This will turn into Wen Jili working for you, Qin Jing, and you have to pay me."

"Then you can't be lazy, you can't leave early! Otherwise you'll deduct your salary!" Qin Jing smiled and muttered. Then her tight face loosened, sighed and put down her pen. "Forget it! It's the same if you sign it! It doesn't make much difference!"

Wen Jili patted her on the head, "sign it! Your women just need men to do something to make you feel at ease. If they don't do it, they think men don't pay attention to it. If you sign it, it will make you feel at ease and me feel at ease."

She glanced at him. "What's your heart? I don't have an old lover in France?"

Wen Jili smiled helplessly, raised his hand and gently scraped off her nose. "Qin Jing, I have lived with you for less than half a year. Tell me, how many times did you go back to my mother's house? How many times did you directly pack up and run away from home? When I came back from France, I opened the wardrobe and saw that it was half empty. At that time, I really wanted to bring you back directly and tie your hands and feet, so that you can't escape again!"

Qin Jing's face was accosted. Unexpectedly, his peace of mind meant this!

But he still pretended to be reasonable and muttered, "the snail, a mollusk, is hurt. He still knows how to retract that layer of soft body into the shell. My little Jingjing is hurt. Of course, he has to be smart enough to retract into my shell, hide and run away! You haven't done anything that makes me sad because of women. When will I escape?"

This topic should not be debated any more, or it will be an endless vicious cycle. Wen Jili moved the document and said, "sign it."

"What a trick!" she whispered.

She was so sad for so long that she was so gently coaxed by him and disarmed. When she wanted to pick up the signing pen, she thought of the reason why she was so decisive in typing the divorce agreement. She slowly breathed out and asked, "Wen Jili, how long are you on business?"

"Well." Wen Jili nodded and then added, "there are three or four days."

Qin Jing narrowed her eyes, put down her pen and asked without any hope, "did you come back to see Wen Xichi yesterday? Did you bring him a lot of toys?"

Wen Jili's face was startled. When she wanted to raise her hand and pat Qin Jing's head, she ran away. Qin Jing looked at him coldly, "Wen Jili, answer me."