Sure enough, the fetus was his heart booster, and after coming back from anger, Ye Tingying looked at her originally white earlobes that were already a little red, red and white, and reached out and rubbed them gently, "Wife, I'm sorry, I have a lot of strength, don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore soon." ”

While softly comforting, she leaned over and sighed softly, the warm breath spraying on her neck and earlobes.

"You let go, I'm fine." Because of the sour itch brought by Haqi, as if it was constantly teased by some feathers, Tang Zhuqi subconsciously shrank his neck, Ye Bohong didn't understand how they got along, how could Ye someone have something to talk about with her, no!

Ye Tingying's emotions are too repetitive, whenever she is angry, she can't control her to do it, she speaks sharply, asks her sharply, and asks her face like a strict father teaching her daughter, very strict, so fierce, completely different from the affection at the moment, there is a world of difference.

For example, Fang Cai, pinching her earlobe, like pinching a living body, the enemy who killed his father who was not in the same sky with him, refused to let go-

She couldn't help but think of criminological psychology: a man who has experienced too much unhappiness and is under too much pressure is the most prone to multiple personalities,

Ye someone, has also differentiated into multiple personalities, he just pinched her earlobe, not allowing the slightest struggle, and struggling hard.

Even if he has a variety of personalities, his strong desire to control is not reduced, no, he is more like an extreme emotion, and he will lose control when he is stimulated, Su Wenze is the fuse.

When he heard the baby, he let go, and reacted naturally, Tang Zhuque thought about this, and there were bursts of chills on his back for no reason, and she was really scared at this time.

Ye Tingying sighed for a full two minutes. Gently rubbing the earlobe, the force control is not good. The more I rubbed it, the more red and swollen it became, and I was a little flustered. hugged his wife, like hugging a treasure that was about to disappear, "Wife, don't be angry, forgive me, I'm just mad before I move." ”

His apologetic tone was very sincere, and Tang, who was palpitating and afraid to mix, was also a little touched, "I'm not angry." You go get busy. ”

She is naturally not angry, because, vaguely worried, palpitations that cannot be maintained occupy all corners, where can she still take care of anger.

Ye Tingying hugged her tighter, "No, I think you're angry, you'll run away as soon as you let go, and if you run away, I'll be so angry that my heart hurts." ”

Tang Zhuque felt that her heart hurt. His chest was tight and stuffy, as if he was being pressed by some invisible weight, and it was not easy to breathe.

She is very honest, she hides her emotions poorly, and slows down her tone. Frankly persuaded, "Can you not do this in the future?" It really scares me. ”

In front of this man. Even if you look at people's faces carefully, you don't say a word. is dumb and doesn't speak, and it's also hypocritical to live.

Because, no matter how careful he is, he may not be able to survive, and his out-of-control violence, which is becoming more and more frequent, is too impermanent.

He still minds Su Wenze and his wife's front edge too much, and whenever he thinks about it, he still can't bear to be angry, perhaps, he needs a doctor, Ye Tingying found that he was too impulsive, and his anger had to be controlled, "Wife, I really don't want to be rude to you, forgive me." ”

It's useless to apologize sincerely, at most it will make him feel a little more comfortable, but a person's temperament is difficult to change, and he can't change it. Tang Zhuque was silent, feeling that it didn't matter if she forgave him or not, because she didn't dare to fight violence with violence no longer when she was angry.

After Ye signed the agreement that took Ye's shares as a precondition for not divorcing, she never had the idea of divorce again.

Because, at that moment, she really believed that Ye someone had affection for her, and he only needed to be sincere enough, because she was also very sincere.

So, I frowned unconsciously, I really didn't like others to blame her so inexplicably, not to mention that every conversation was unpleasant.

Ye Tingying didn't ignore her frowning at all, she didn't have much time, she wasted too much time arguing, she almost forgot about her serious things, dragged her, and sat down in the senior chair, "Wife, you can't go, accompany me to review the documents, there are not many things today-"

What? Accompaniment to the office? It's not even a close-fitting ointment. Medicine? Tang Zhuque wanted to justify that a pregnant woman had to lie down and take a nap to have energy, her shoulders were tight, her buttocks had been pressed on the other party's knees, and she just wanted to get up, and her strong hands hugged her waist and couldn't move.

Swept a glance at the neat, stacked files or folders placed on one side, Ye Tingying, took the two folders on the side, flipped through them with one hand, glanced at ten lines, read the content, confirmed that it was right, danced at the signature place, signed, and closed it again.

His handwriting, a typical line of calligraphy, is flamboyant and powerful, free and easy, and penetrates the back of the paper, which is more dragon and phoenix dance than Ye Bohong's, and casual.

His work efficiency is very high, and it can be inferred from his signature that he likes speed, is arrogant, proud, and the two of them read the documents at the same time, but Tang Zhuqi has not seen the documents clearly, and is shocked by his ghostly speed, "Wait, will it be wrong to be careless like this?" ”

In fact, these documents don't have to be read carefully, Zhuo Kelan has already reviewed them for him, and he took them in after making sure that they were right, Ye Tingying only smiled and didn't explain much, leaned to the right, hugged his wife tightly, and put his palm on the right drawer on the first floor of the desk.

The sensing time was short, but three seconds, and with two clicks, the drawer opened, and he took three copies of the azure folder and closed the drawer.

Three blue folders with prompts opened, white paper, neatly printed in a few fonts are clearly visible, but they are the quarterly fund fluctuation record sheets of Ye's various departments, financial reports, and a summary of the expenses of spending a full moon to treat guests.

Even these trivial documents had to be seen and locked, and Tang Zhuque was finally fortunate to see his stronger desire for control.

Ye Bohong was seriously ill and abdicated a few years ago, Ye Tingying, young, but survived to become the CEO and president of Ye's, with a high position, the main task is to negotiate with some important customers, issue instructions and sign important documents of various departments, etc.

These complicated and trivial financial documents should be reviewed by the chief financial officer, and the eight poles can't hit him, no, the responsibilities of the chief financial officer are not so trivial, and people should be responsible for the overall financial context of the group, and the management is not fine.

Knowing that she couldn't escape, and she didn't want to make any more noise, Tang Zhuqi concentrated, let the other party hold him, looked at those various documents, just read half of it, the number of pages had been turned over, in order to fight for a sense of honor, her ability to practice one glance and ten lines when studying abroad was useless, and she couldn't catch up with his speed, and somehow he practiced it, his innate reading ability was stronger than ordinary people.

Ye Tingying finished signing some trivial and unimportant documents, got up, pulled her to the floor-to-ceiling window, and twisted her eyebrows, as if she was sleepy.

When he didn't speak, Tang Zhuqi was not used to taking the initiative to speak, she felt that she was completely reduced to marrying a chicken and following the chicken, following step by step.

That's right, Ye is so nervous about her, even if he has feelings for her, I'm afraid it will be a pathological desire to control, and sooner or later he will suffocate and suffocate to death, and the birds in the golden wire cage generally don't live long. (To be continued......)