Text Volume 1 Into the Wealthy Family_Chapter 1003 Silent Night
Han Dong drove the car, unintentionally listening to the content of Xia Meng's chat with Gu Zhouxing.
It is indeed because of the change of position in the law firm, and the other party does not have good intentions, which can be called an unkind questioning.
But no matter how inappropriate Gu Zhouxing's tone was, Xia Mengquan responded with a smile, he should apologize, apologize, and explain.
Sleek and easy to handle.
Han Dong was very surprised that she behaved like this, a few months ago, she was still restrained and cautious when facing Gu Zhouxing. Now it seems that he has put respect on his lips and behaves without any influence at all.
That's right, the law firm is in full swing, and Xia Meng's popularity has almost spread all over the country overnight.
She is the representative of the law firm and is one. Although Gu Zhouxing is a major shareholder, she can say no if she doesn't want to buy it, and she doesn't need to worry about how the other party dares to do it.
Community of interests, real object of cooperation. Even Gu Zhouxing now needs to befriend Xia Meng, because if Gu wants to transform, the law firm must be the key to Gu's transformation.
Driving the car, it was vaguely unfamiliar.
She grew too big, and with her career she widened. Knowledge, ability, and all aspects are advancing rapidly. It's smart.,It's quite that kind of sense of entering the state.。
In fact, it's not just Xia Meng, everyone is growing, even Sissi can only call Dad from the last time they met. I also muttered a lot to him today, and he half-guessed and half-understood, barely understood.
It seems that he is the only one who has reverted to his feet.
"Where are you going?"
Before I knew it, someone was tapped on the shoulder.
Han Dong's car turned, and then stopped in front of a very good restaurant: "How about here." ”
"I don't care. ”
Han Dong planned to go down, thought about it and restarted: "Let's change it, there are too many people, maybe someone knows you again, trouble!"
Xia Meng remembered the last time he had dinner with his daughter, and he dragged him away. I was both disappointed and couldn't help laughing: "Is it okay to go eat hot pot, find a private room." ”
"Which one?"
"The one we both go to a lot. Suggesting, Xia Meng chatted casually: "Your company's publicity has begun?"
"Yes, but there is no hurry, the infrastructure is not yet perfect. ”
"How sure. ”
Han Dong didn't answer and asked: "What do you think?" ”
"I don't know how you're going to spread the word, but even if it works in the first year, it won't necessarily last in the future. Haicheng is too cold, which is a big obstacle to becoming a tourist city"
Han Dong interrupted: "Don't say it, if you talk about it, it will definitely be another series of negatives." I want encouragement, you're bored. Saying that this is the use, the money is thrown in, and it is a waste of fun. ”
"You're almost like a doctor, and if everyone says good things, it's strange that you can do it. Loyal to the ear, it is because I care about you that I will say okay. ”
"I don't like to hear it, especially not to hear it from you. ”
"Get out of the way. ”
Xia Meng raised his hand and smiled and said, "Do you want me to give you a special recommendation on the popular law forum?" ”
"How much?"
"Look at the traffic conversion rate, collect millions of dollars from others, our own people, you can do what you mean. ”
"No free, no interest. ”
"You don't give face and shame, free or not, I don't count."
Han Dong was strange: "I divorced me because I hated Haicheng before, but now I took the wrong medicine and wants to help me again." ”
Xia Mengqi didn't fight in one place: "When anyone is not angry, a man will coax his daughter-in-law well, and you will push the boat along the river." Eat dry and wipe clean, and take the opportunity to kick me away. ”
Han Dong is neither salty nor light: "It's almost the same if you eat me dry and wipe it clean, look at the current situation of the two of us." is a normal person who can only guess, Mr. Xia can't get used to the bad husband, and wants to change her husband after becoming famous. ”
Xia Meng rolled his eyes: "Turn ahead." ”
"Of course I know to turn, red light!"
Xia Meng owed: "Han Dong, can you let me order, I can die if I talk well." ”
"I don't talk well, you're still sticky candy, I want to talk well, you can't go home with me tonight." ”
Xia Meng got used to his poisonous tongue, pursed his lips, and the anger in his eyes turned into a thorough and agile tone: "Then do you want me to live in your house?"
Han Dong has been in the abstinence period for too long, and he is casually wandered by her ambiguous thoughts.
Xia Mengtan scratched his hand: "Why don't you send me home and get two sets of happy clothes, I'll stay with you tonight." ”
Airplanes.
The horn sounded, and it was Han Dong who pressed his other hand on the car whistle.
The sudden sound drove away the atmosphere that Xia Meng had easily created. Her hatred rose sharply, she stabbed, her nails slashed across Han Dong's hand, and she didn't speak again.
Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing.
The car stopped in front of the hot pot restaurant and walked in first.
After eating, it was just after eight o'clock.
Xia Meng didn't mean to return to the car at all, grabbed the arm of the man next to him, and pulled him to the street like a hard pull.
The neon is all bright, and the pedestrians are coming one after another.
Occasionally, I watched, but because the environment was a little dim, I didn't recognize Xia Meng, who didn't change his uniforms.
It's been a long time since I've been shopping like this, regardless of Han Dong or Xia Meng. Especially after the divorce, no matter how intimate it is, there is an indescribable silence and throbbing.
"Husband, have the two of us been in love?"
Han Dong's gaze swept across the street, and then he looked level: "I've been talking, I've been talking for two or three years." ”
"yes, I don't feel like I'm married. Many friends talk about many psychological characteristics after marriage, but I don't seem to have one. ”
"So what are your psychological characteristics? ”
"I miss you, I miss you every day"
Han Dong turned his head and pinched her cold and delicate face: "It's getting thicker and thicker." ”
Xia Meng didn't get annoyed and smiled: "This is in line with the situation of a married woman, and her face will indeed thicken." ”
Han Dong laughed, and casually took off his coat and put it on her: "What time are you going to press the road?"
Xia Meng suddenly thought of something: "You wait for me for a while." ”
After speaking, he quickly walked into a nearby store. After a while, he came out with a box in his hand.
"What?"
"Scarf, for you. Give it a try. ”
When he opened it, Xia Meng couldn't help but hug Han Dong's neck, and carefully covered the button: "It's not bad." ”
The fragrance flickered far and near, and Han Donghu looked at her suspiciously: "I've watched too much TV." ”
"I'm not afraid that you'll be cold, you contributed all your coats. ”
"Then you might as well buy me a coat. ”
"How expensive is the coat" Xia Meng was awkward by him: "Don't be so surprised, okay?"
"The point is that you're nervous. ”
"You're nervous, do you want to? Don't give it to me, return it immediately. ”
The fragrance is approaching again, and I want to lift the scarf. Han Dong reached out and hugged the person over.
Close at hand, Xia Meng's face was slightly red: "Let go of me." ”
The mouth was refusing, but in an instant, the familiar taste of a man hit, and she couldn't say a word.
Breathing, it's hard.
Xia Meng easily found a chance to breathe: "Don't let me shout for help"
Han Dong's brain was mushy, and for countless moments, he wanted to integrate people into his body.
Uneasy, he pressed against the woman's forehead. Then, he simply dragged her to a chain hotel on the street.
Xia Meng's heart was complicated, and he was completely controlled by the domineering he showed abruptly.
Walking in the same direction, the voice is faintly audible: "Your body"
"You are not afraid of death, and neither am I. ”
"I don't want to die"
"I want to die. ”
Xia Meng was silent again, and lowered his head a little.