Chapter 16: Asking for Help [2500 Votes Plus]
Jiang Qian laughed out loud when she heard the words, her originally calm and watery face had the coquettishness of a girl, and she was a lot more innocent and pretty in the eyes of people.
"Husband, you're so hard to serve." She said as she propped her two arms on the desk, leaned forward and approached Duan Xuchu behind the desk, raising her eyebrows, her expression was flying, "Fortunately, I met a gentle and patient wife like me, otherwise which woman can tolerate you?" ”
That's true.
If it were Wei Weiwei, it is estimated that they would have pinched it up a long time ago.
Jiang Qian's face was close at hand, Duan Xuchu turned his gaze, and before he could say anything, Jiang Qian's lips fell on his forehead.
She kissed it very hard, then immediately stood up straight again, and said with a smile, "Okay! Since you love home, let's go home. It's been a long time since I've eaten what I've cooked, so I cook at noon. ”
Duan Xuchu got up at this time.
As the two left side by side, Jiang Qian glanced back at the black box that had been discarded in the trash.
She deliberately picked out this tie among the many "gifts" that Wei Wei sent and instructed her assistant to send it to Duan Xuchu.
The result?
Duan Xuchu didn't even glance at it, and discarded it carelessly.
So what if he lived with Wei Wei for two years before marriage?
After he got tired of it, didn't he abandon Wei Wei like abandoning something?
Duan Xuchu noticed Jiang Qian's distraction, "What's wrong?" ”
"Nothing." At this moment, the two had already walked out of the office, and the two assistants outside bowed to the two.
Duan Xuchu nodded, Jiang Qian took his arm, the coldness in her eyes, she smiled faintly and said, "I won't come tomorrow, I'll accompany the girl at home, otherwise this child will forget about me as a mother." ”
Speaking of his daughter, a soft smile appeared on Duan Xuchu's lips, "You think too much, you love you very much." ”
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When Wei Wei came out of the paradise hall behind Mr. Li, he saw Duan Xuchu bowing his head and talking to the people in the car a few steps ahead.
The light shone on his back, and in the haze he was much softer than usual, and the only thing Wei heard was the woman's beautiful laughter, and she stood there without moving.
Duan Xuchu probably noticed that someone was staring at him, and the moment he turned his head, Wei Wei saw the charming face of the woman behind the car window.
It's not Jiang Qian.
10 p.m.
It's a time to behold.
The four eyes met, Duan Xuchu first looked at Wei Wei from top to bottom, and then turned to the man in the suit and leather shoes beside her, his eyes instantly froze.
Mr. Li's driver drove over, Wei Wei came back to his senses when he saw this, and followed Mr. Li quickly, "Mr. Li, please give me a chance." It only took three minutes, I ......"
"Miss Wei......" Mr. Li turned around and interrupted Wei Wei, "My ability is limited, I really can't help, you better find someone else!" ”
Wei Wei saw that Mr. Li was about to leave, she stepped forward and pulled the car door a few steps, and bowed deeply, "Uncle Li, please help me this time for the sake of your past friendship with my father." ”
Mr. Li didn't expect that Miss Wei, who was lonely and self-admiring a few years ago, was now so groveling, he was a little moved, but reason overcame pity, and finally he sighed, pulled off Wei's only hand, and bent over to sit in the car.
Wei Wei's body flickered, wearing high heels and almost twisted her ankles, and after standing firmly, she immediately raised her hand to stop the taxi, but was grabbed by the wrist by the man behind her.
Wei Wei didn't have to look back to know that it was Duan Xuchu, she wrenched the car door while breaking free, "You let go of me, don't delay my business." ”
When Duan Xuchu heard this, not only did he not let go, but he worked harder and harder, "In addition to accompanying different men to bed, you tell me what else you can 'not delay'?" Wei Wei's thin wrist was almost deformed under his pinching, his eyes were gloomy, and his upward tone was full of coercion, "Huh? ”