Zhu Chengyong has divorced Cui Xiangru, and received a marriage certificate with Qin Yu two years ago.

But he was not an honest man in the first place.

Qin Yu's junior is in the upper position, and he is naturally afraid that he will be pried into the corner by other juniors.

Therefore, Zhu Chengyong has always been strictly guarded.

But this can't stop Zhu Chengyong's inferior nature, and there are still a few mistresses outside.

Qin Yu hugged his son and cried after he found out.

She is smart, and she didn't learn the original Cui Xiangru Sapo.

Zhu Chengyong wants children wholeheartedly, and naturally cares about his son.

For the sake of his son's face, he reluctantly broke off the contact with several mistresses, but there was a young and beautiful secretary by his side, who was messing around in the office all day.

In this regard, even if Qin Yu knew, he could only swallow back the bitter water in his stomach and guard his son at home with peace of mind.

When the front desk downstairs was on the phone, the beautiful secretary was sitting in Zhu Chengyong's arms, his clothes half-faded.

Zhu Chengyong lingered on the secretary's thigh with one hand, and almost his whole hand went under her skirt.

The woman's moans rang as the phone rang.

Zhu Chengyong picked up the phone irritably and forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, "What's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Zhu, Zhan Shao is coming to you."

"There are fewer battles, which one has less battles?"

Zhu Chengyong frowned, subconsciously shuddered, and hurriedly pushed the beauty in his arms away.

"Go to the Imperial Capital."

The front desk of the notification paused, seemingly a little cautious.

Obviously, Zhan Qianyan was by his side.

"Get him up."

Zhu Chengyong hung up the phone after speaking, and saw the secretary's face flushed and half-disconnected, and he no longer had the slightest desire.

Yes, just panicked.

"Hurry up and get dressed and tidy up."

As he spoke, he walked into the mirror in the pantry to see if there was anything wrong with him.

When I came out, I saw that the secretary had just sorted out his clothes, and he was reluctant to clean up the messy desk that had been messed up by the two.

"Forget it, you go to the logistics department on the third floor and call Cui Xiangru who is cleaning for me, and I'll clean it up here."

Zhu Chengyong was irritable for a while, waved his hand and asked the secretary to call Cui Xiangru, and he did his own thing to pack up the documents and stack them casually.

Seeing that the desk was much neater, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The Zhu family and the Zhan family do not have any cooperative relationship, and the only connection he has with them is Yan Manman and Cui Xiangru.

He has kept Cui Xiangru in the company all these years, on the one hand, because this was the condition for Cui Xiangru and him to divorce back then.

On the other hand, even if he thought that one day Zhan Qianyan wanted to find trouble with Cui Xiangru, he could also send people out to ask for credit.

Unexpectedly, it took so many years for Zhan Qianyan to remember.

If he hadn't come over today, he would have forgotten Cui Xiangru!

Before the secretary could bring Cui Xiangru over, Zhan Qianyan came in.

The smell in the room was not very good, and Zhan Qianyan stood at the door, his aura cold.

Seeing him frowning, Zhu Chengyong looked embarrassed, and hurriedly got up to open all the windows for ventilation.

Only then did he greet warmly, "Zhan Shao, what kind of wind blew you here." Is there something wrong with me? ”

Because the windows were open, the room with a faint weird smell was a little cooler, and the air was a little fresher.

Zhan Qianyan walked in with long legs.

glanced at Zhu Chengyong coldly, and a dim and unknown light flashed in his gloomy eyes.

Behind him, a petite figure walked in.

Zhu Chengyong's face changed greatly, and the whole person fell to the ground, looking like a ghost, "It's long!" Are you back for revenge?

The person who hurt you before was Cui Xiangru, and I didn't do anything. ”