Mr.Ji, welcome!

Perhaps infected by Kou Tianling's character of daring to love and hate, he smiled, "I miss you and want to come and see you."

With that, she put the coffee in her hand on the next table, "there's coffee here. Let's take it."

"Thank you, madam boss!" People's eyes pressed down the smell of gossip, and they gestured to each other with their eyes,

I'll go, I'll go. What's this famous scene?

Ji Fucheng looked at her, his eyes were slightly dark, and took her to the office.

"Why are you so good today?"

Ji Fucheng sat in a chair, gently hugged her waist with one hand and took her to his arms.

He hugged Ji Fucheng's neck, raised his little hand and caressed the man's handsome and cold facial features, "Mr. Ji, you've worked hard for half a year."

"What's the matter? What happened?" With a worried look on her face, Ji Fucheng gently held her hand.

"I remember." He replied, "Kou Tianling came to me."

Ji Fucheng hugged Huan's thin waist, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes, "really?"

She laughed. "I remember when I just married for her at that time. We all wanted to get what we needed. As a result, we gave up our sincerity when we were not careful. Mr. Ji, how do I think I've made a profit now? "

Ji Fucheng's deep eyes fell on the girl and never left. He tightly hugged the woman in his arms, "madam."

"Well, it's me."

Jifu city was like treating fragile goods. She carefully kissed him on his forehead, "go home."

He was stunned. "Isn't it overtime?"

Jifu city is rarely capricious. "What's more important than madam?"

Pay off Huan, she can't cry or laugh. At that time, she shouldn't bear the curse of "the king doesn't come early from now on"!

Just then, Luyun suddenly sent a message: Huanhuan, look at the microblog!

He opened the microblog in doubt, but found that the first place in hot search was Ji Fucheng's private socialite.

Click in, there are many watermarked photos in it, including he Linlin in and out of Ji's building.

These reporters did not know where to find it. They even photographed the scene of he Linlin's birthday party and Ji Fucheng sending her bracelet.

These photos are enough to remind people of non.

However, the most popular one is indeed the last photo.

The photo seems to be taken secretly. You can only see the slender legs of a man and the back of a woman.

This woman is naturally he Linlin. The other party is standing between the man's legs. She can't take off her clothes and reveals most of her beautiful back. Although the photos have been blurred, she can't stand the picture of people eating melons one after another!

For a moment, the news of he Linlin and Jifu city immediately boarded the hot search.

However, the people who ate melons soon found that Ji Fucheng had been married, paid off with his wife, and generously showed his love on the microblog!

For a while, Ji Fucheng's marriage history was moved out again, and the three words "pay off Huan" gradually boarded the hot search.

Lu Yun angrily sent a message, "this photo is fake at first sight. Take it against the room? Since people can take pictures, they can only take one back? The paparazzi wants to take pictures of the pores on your face! Also, the man in the photo only shows one leg. Netizens are preconceived. They even think it's Jifu city?! Who doesn't know that Jifu city loves you most? It's half a country for you! "

She naturally knew the authenticity of the photo and comforted, "don't worry, fake can't be true. Since he Linlin wants Mr. Laji to go into the water at the expense of destroying her reputation, as Mrs. Ji, I naturally can't stand idly by. "

"Hey, hey, is this the Huanhuan I know? If you need any help, just call me. I happen to know these media and let them make the news."

"Thank you."

When Ji Fucheng stood aside and saw him hang up, he raised three fingers and put them in his ear, "swear for his husband..."

She stood on tiptoe and gently pecked at the man's lips. "What can a handsome husband do? One green tea goes out. Her husband is spoiled by himself. What can I do?"

"After that, I'll rely on my wife more."