I'm Leaving You, Mr CEO

Song Yurui looked at Qin Laisheng coldly and ironically picked his eyebrows. "It's a rare guest. I don't know what advice Qin has from song?" Still found?

When Qin Laisheng didn't pay attention, song Yurui blinked his eyes and tried his best not to let the panic in his heart show. Song is still too weak. He hasn't the strength to compete with Qin Laisheng. Now, all he can choose is to conserve energy and subdue.

Qin Laisheng smiled coldly. He was in the upper position all the year round. Well, the momentum was fully open. For a time, the office became tense. There was a big meaning of blood splashing three feet if he didn't agree.

Chen Cheng touched his chin, looked at Qin Laisheng for a moment, and looked at Song Yurui carefully for a moment. The villain in in his heart shouted wildly to see him fight twice, but Chen Cheng belongs to the kind of person who has a thief's heart but no thief's courage.

Barely pretending to be serious and standing beside Qin Laisheng, Chen Cheng's inner drama has actually been enriched to the extent that they fight for a woman and lose both.

"Song Yurui, don't pretend with me. Shallow edge was taken away by you. I advise you to tell me where shallow edge is as soon as possible?" Qin Laisheng doesn't want to talk too much nonsense with song Yurui. He just wants to know where Lin Qianyuan is.

Wu Yue said that he searched all over the city and couldn't find Lin Qianyuan. It shows that Lin Qianyuan may have left city a and gone to other places. The only person who may know where she went is song Yurui.

Song Yurui tries to control himself not to expose flaws in front of Qin Laisheng, but the sweat stains in his palm betrayed him. Fortunately, this scene was not noticed by Qin Laisheng and Chen Cheng.

There was a sarcastic smile on his lips. Song Yurui tried his best to relax his body and lean back in the chair. "Qin always joked. Lin Qianyuan is your wife. How can I know where she is? Besides, listen to Mr. Qin's meaning, does your wife leave you? "

Song Yurui deliberately picked the pain of Qin Laisheng and stepped on it hard. Seeing Qin Laisheng's pain, his heart became more and more happy. When he sent someone to break his tendon, he vowed that Qin Laisheng would be subdued at his feet one day.

This day must not be far away.

There was a familiar pain in his heart. The perfect expression on Qin Laisheng's face was like a crack, inch by inch.

"Song Yurui, don't go too far." Almost biting his teeth, Qin Laisheng clutched his fingers on his side. He understood that song Yurui was pretending to be a fool. The last person Lin Qianyuan saw was him. How could he be completely innocent.

"You saw her before Qian Yuan left. Did you hide her?" At the thought of these days, Lin Qianyuan and song Yurui are together, Qin Laisheng's heart is more painful than ever.

However, these are what he should suffer, aren't they?

He made a mistake first. Now he just wants Lin Qianyuan to give him a chance to correct his mistake so that he can make up for her.

Pain? It feels bad.

Song Yurui slightly checked his lips. At that time, he was cheated by Qin Ruyi. He felt a hundred times and a thousand times more painful than this. You owe me a lot in Qin Laisheng. Pay it back slowly.

With his hands crossed on his desk, song Yurui looked at Qin Laisheng with a smile. "Mr. Qin talked and laughed. I met Lin Qianyuan, but then we soon separated. Moreover, under Mr. Qin's eyelids, how could I hide your ex-wife?"

It seems to be stimulated by the word "ex-wife" said by song Yurui. Qin Laisheng, with a black face, walked forward and lifted song Yurui's collar, forcing him to stand up, "song Yurui, you want to die."

It doesn't matter to smile. Song Yurui broke free from the constraints of Qin Laisheng. "Now the Song family can't go bankrupt if you say it goes bankrupt. Even their own women have left you. Qin Laisheng, you really failed. You're doomed that no one in the world loves you."

"Bang..."

Qin Laisheng punched song Yurui in the face. Song Yurui was unwilling to show weakness and hit back. The two fought in the office.

Chen Cheng originally wanted to pull them apart, but he didn't know which of them saw the opportunity. He ate a few black fists and leaned against the snow-white wall with his belly covered. Chen Cheng could only helplessly watch them greet each other like crazy.

Such a big noise in the office didn't attract the attention of the outside secretaries. Chen Cheng guessed that song Yurui had explained it before they came.

The two are inseparable, but the two business leaders fight here like a hairy boy. Chen Cheng thinks that if he records a video and sells it to the newspaper, he will make a lot of money.

After a long time, they finally had enough, but they also hung a lot of colors. Song Yurui had an obvious footprint of Qin Laisheng in his lower abdomen, but Qin Laisheng was no better. His hair was messy and there was a trace of blood in his mouth.

"Bah." Spit out the blood foam in his mouth, Qin Laisheng wiped the corners of his lips, and stared at Song Yurui with fierce eyes, "you'd better not let me catch anything, otherwise..."

Song Yurui stares back unwilling to show weakness. Finally, Qin Laisheng and Chen Cheng leave song first. They hurried back to Qin Laisheng's office against the surprised eyes of Qin's employees.

"Ah Lai, you are too impulsive." Qin Laisheng always pays attention to a gentleman's mouth but not his hands. This time, Chen Cheng didn't expect to fight with song Yurui. More importantly, he suffered a reckless disaster.

To cry without tears, he rubbed his lower abdomen. Chen Cheng yanked the corners of his mouth and limped on the sofa.

"Get up." Qin Laisheng touched the corner of his mouth and became more and more angry. He kicked Chen Cheng's sprawling leg. He sat on the sofa and covered his colorful face with his big hand.

"Find some more people to keep an eye on song Yurui." His intuition is that nine out of ten things about Lin Qianyuan are related to song Yurui. It doesn't matter if he doesn't admit it. He will catch his pigtail one day.

"I see." Chen Cheng gave a faint cry.

"What's the matter with you? How did it hurt like this? " Lin Qianyuan just coaxed the child to sleep. When she came to the living room, she saw a man with big blue and purple eyes.

Song Yurui pitifully rubbed his face and deliberately played treasure, "shallow edge, I was beaten. It hurts, it hurts."

Lin Qianyuan picked up the medicine box to disinfect song Yurui. "What have you done? You've been beaten like this."

Song Yurui bares his teeth, but he still doesn't hide. He greedily stares at Lin Qianyuan. The bottom of his eyes is deep love.