"Uh-huh......" In the room, there was a burst of muffled snorts, in the room, there were messy clothes on the floor, and there seemed to be traces of rolling on the bed, Mu Chenyang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and he seemed to sleep very soundly.

Ten minutes ago, he was as crazy as a beast, and ten minutes later, he was sleeping in bed like an obedient little wild horse.

A long-haired beauty next to him looked at him, "Why are you so handsome?" You must be rich, aren't you? She stroked his cheek with her slender hand, so delicate, "Are you a man?" Why is it so charming? ”

When he got up early in the morning, Mu Chenyang found that he was actually in the hotel, and when he saw a woman beside him, he understood that Zhang Qi did not send him home, but took him directly to the hotel.

He ruthlessly threw down a check and left, and when the woman opened her eyes, she saw a check on the table, and she smiled slightly, "Do you think a check will do?" The woman smiled sinisterly.

Yang Ziying is still thinking, should she go to the company? How to face the staff, how to face Mu Chenyang, it's really a headache, but if I don't go, I promised Mu Chenyang that I must go to work, and now I want to escape, it seems that I am really afraid of Mu Chenyang.

Yang Ziying is really afraid of this devil president, she has heard some things about the president, he is very cruel, he is the same to everyone, it seems that he has a woman he likes very much, but he has never seen who she is.

Came to the company, it seems that it is a little early today, she is alone in the office, looking at the familiar qiē here, Yang Ziying is glad that she did not leave, the mobile phone rang, Mu Chenyang gave her a text message, and came to the office to find me at nine o'clock. What did he want to do? Yang Ziying was physically and mentally exhausted, put down her mobile phone and fell asleep on the table.

When the phone rang again, Yang Ziying was woken up all of a sudden, and four big words were displayed on the phone: Devil President. God, half an hour has passed, Yang Ziying hurriedly tidied up her clothes and hair, scooped her mobile phone and ran out, ignoring the same eyes of her colleagues around her, she only knew that she had died miserably.

Mu Chenyang scooped his mobile phone in his hand and looked straight at Cui Jinyan's photo, "I will definitely not give up like this, Cui Jinyan, I will not let you have a good time." "That's right, he hates it very deeply, and the woman he loves runs away with others like this.

With a knock on the door, Mu Chenyang knew that it was Yang Ziying who came, "Come in." ”

Yang Ziying walked into the office, seeing that Mu Chenyang's face was a little wrong, she quickly asked, "Mr. Mu, what's wrong with you?" Isn't it uncomfortable. ”

Mu Chenyang looked at Yang Ziying's appearance, "What are you mesmering about." Suddenly, Mu Chenyang's heart ached, and he suddenly lay on the table, the pain was unbearable, and large beads of sweat fell down, which frightened Yang Ziying and began to be at a loss.

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