Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Wife Is Angry
Gu Liangchen got into the car and immediately dialed her.
The first time, it will automatically hang up.
The second time, I still don't answer.
It wasn't until the third time that she finally picked it up.
There was a sound of light breathing on the phone, but he didn't speak.
Just be willing to answer the phone.
Gu Liangchen's eyebrows softened when he opened his mouth, "Called me?" ”
On the other end of the phone, the sound of thin breathing was abrupt, and then there was a "hmm".
The man looked at the dark night outside, as if the stars in the sky were reflected in his eyes and turned into a little tenderness, but the female secretary who was driving in the front seat, he didn't say much, only said, "I'll be home soon, let's meet and talk, huh?" ”
"I called you just to tell you not to come back in the future."
After the woman finished speaking in a hoarse voice, she hung up the phone.
"...... "Is this jealous?"
Gu Liangchen raised his eyebrows and hit again.
I actually turned him off......
In the villa, Lu Anran closed his eyes after turning off the phone, and endured not to let the tears fall again.
Half an hour ago, a car accident news suddenly appeared on the Internet, a black Bentley collided with a large cargo, Bentley directly fell off the cliff, and the two men in the car crashed beyond recognition and all died.
And the last two digits of the license plate that was twisted and deformed by the collision were the same as his car.
Although she couldn't completely conclude that it was his car based on just two numbers, she was still very worried, after all, he had offended a lot of people during this time, and it was all because of her.
No matter how deep the grudge was, she didn't want him to die.
She kept calling him anxiously, but at first she couldn't get through, and she was even more scared, so scared that she burst into tears.
Later, I finally got through, and the person who answered the phone was actually a woman, who listened to the voice very young......
At that moment, her anxiety, her tears, all turned into thick irony.
If you leave her, you can go to another woman, and what he said is really false, and all of this is really a scam.
But she was stupid and wept anxiously for the liar.
Half an hour later, the black business stopped at the door of the villa, but no one got out of the car.
Because the door is closed, someone can't get in.
So I had to sit in the car and wait......
Seeing that there was no movement in the back seat, the female secretary turned her head tremblingly and looked at the man who was looking down at his mobile phone, "Mr. Gu, was it Mrs. who called before?" ”
She heard her boss use the word "home" and the tone of his voice when he called......
The man put his phone aside, his long narrow eyes slightly raised, and he didn't deny it, "Well, Mrs. is angry." ”
"......" turned out to be the president's wife, and she was angry......
The female secretary's face turned pale suddenly, and her heart suddenly slipped to her throat, couldn't it be the reason why she answered the phone?
But isn't the president's wife called Zhu Lanyi, is that remark a nickname?
But that's not the most important thing.
The important thing is that if she offends the president's wife, will she lose her job......
Suddenly anxious and frightened, "Mr. Gu, then, what should I do?" Why don't you go in and coax your wife later? ”
The man's long legs are stretched, and his sitting posture is very leisurely, but his tone is very serious, "Coaxing is natural coaxing, the question is, how to coax?" ”
"......" is really not easy to do.
The president's wife came from a famous family, and it is estimated that people don't care about flowers and jewelry at all, and there is no place to buy them in the middle of the night......
The female secretary looked at the handsome face of the man who was so handsome that she wanted to die, her eyes rolled, and she gave advice with a red face, "Mr. Gu, or ...... You give yourself as a gift to your wife, and she promises that nothing will be gone. ”
"......" really knows which pot not to open and which pot to mention.
He wanted to send it, but he had to send it out......