Dear Mr. Shi

When Han Xiqian pushed away, Anno blushed and looked at him with anger and shame: "You are a man, and she is a woman. Don't you know whether men and women are married or not? You actually took off your clothes and pressed her on her body. What kind of words do you look like? What a decent way!"

Although dressing is very trendy and has studied abroad, Han Qianqian is still very traditional in her bones.

Shi Yuhan's Zhan Ran Ruo Hai's eyes glanced at her lightly, but the lonely one seemed to have nothing in his eyes.

He raised his hand on Song Qinghuan’s shoulders, held her in his arms, and was full of extravagance: "She is my woman, and we are already married. No matter how intimate things happen, it is natural and has nothing to do with you. ."

Song Qinghuan was uncomfortable. He wanted to break free but couldn't break free.

So she made an excuse, "I have a guest, I will pour some water."

When Shi Yuhan really let go, Song Qinghuan took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly flashed people.

Han Qianqian stared at Song Qinghuan's back, as if she wanted to say something, hummed displeasedly, obviously unhappy, but when she raised her eyes to meet Yuhan's sharp eyes, she didn't dare to say anything.

Shi Annuo tugged her with his hand, and whispered in her ear: "Cici, don't mess around, don't forget what you promised me, and I agreed to bring you here."

Shi Yu looked at Shi Annuo coldly: "Why did you bring her here?"

Shi Annuo smiled and pulled Han Qianqian to sit on the sofa by Shi Yuhan's side, "I didn't do anything, just came to have a meal. We haven't eaten yet."

At this time, Song Qinghuan had already walked over with the water, Shi Annuo saw her and greeted her quickly, not turning away from the cold attention: "Hi, Qinghuan, we meet again."

Song Qinghuan pulled her lips and couldn't smile a little: "Hello, general manager."

Why did he come to her house, and he and his husband are very good, what is the relationship between them?

While she was thinking, Shi Annuo smiled again: "Why are you so polite at home? I didn't call your sister-in-law to be good."

Song Qinghuan was dumbfounded, and stared at him blankly. The water cup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang and broke.

She widened her eyes in astonishment: "You...you, tell me...what?"

Shi Yuhan looked at him sideways, and faintly pressed his voice: "He said he didn't call you sister-in-law, you don't need to call him the general manager so politely, just call him Anno in the future."

Shi Anuo smiled mischievously, and introduced herself unenthusiastically: "Yeah, sister-in-law, you are kind to me in the company. That's because you don't want anyone to know your identity, so it's not necessary at home."