Wen Momo stood at the door of the café, waiting for Leng Chenbei's arrival.

While waiting, her mind kept recalling what He Li said.

Could it be that what he said that Mr. Leng really cares about himself so much?

If so, what should we do? Continue to have an affair with him? A love affair with him that is not intended for marriage? Ruthlessly abandoned in the end?

"Miss Wen, get in the car!"

Wen Momo was in a trance, and he didn't notice that the car had arrived in front of him. When he raised his head, he saw that it was Wang Song, and his hanging heart relaxed.

It turned out that Leng always asked Wang Song to pick him up! So much better! At this moment, I really don't want to see him!

She opened the back door, and as soon as she stepped on it, she was pulled by a large hand.

"Ah, what are you doing?" She struggled to lift her head from his arms.

"Say, did you just do something?"

"What can be done in public! What do you think! She straightened up with a grunt.

"Yes, it's ...... in public," his mouth curled in a perfect arc, holding her little face and staring into her eyes, "Remember, you'll meet later...... You have to be in a crowded public place, you know? ”

"You have to take care of it!" She pouted, "What does it have to do with you?" ”

"Of course it does!"

"I've resigned, I'm not an employee of your company anymore, and it doesn't matter at all, okay!"

"Why doesn't it matter?" His eyes went to her plump chest, "You...... There's still a family heirloom handed over to you by your grandmother! In front of grandma, you are still my fiancée. ”

She hurriedly pulled up the collar that had slipped down, trying to hide the large expanse of snow that was unwittingly overflowing.

"Don't worry," he grabbed her hand, smiling wickedly, "let me take a good look." ”

"You...... Rogues! She was angry.

"I just want to see the heirloom that grandma gave you, how did you become a hooligan in your mouth?" With a smile on his lips, he whispered, "What are you thinking?" ”

"You ......" she blushed, and she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Unhurriedly, he reached for her chest.

"What?!" She panicked and hurriedly went to cover it.

is so good that he can't die, and he actually pressed his hand straight on his chest! Oh my!

She was so embarrassed that she hurriedly let go.

But the guy in front of him has been maintaining that posture, with a smile, and slowly and reasonably, "Oh, it turns out that you are talking about a hooligan...... That's what you mean? ”

"I, I didn't mean to!" She blushed and went to break his hand.

The opportunity is sent to the door, which is not up to her!

His free arm wrapped his arms around her as she moved, leaning her against the back of the chair.

Leaning over, with a wicked smile, "Are you a hooligan or am I a hooligan?" Well? ”

"Cold... Mr. Leng, you ...... You let go first. ”

"That's not good, we have to discuss this first." The hand on her chest had no intention of moving away.

"It's me a hooligan, I'm a hooligan, okay?!" She was angry and helpless.

"That is, you admit, you did it on purpose, right?" A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"You know I didn't mean to!" She puffed out her cheeks.

"I just wanted to get the pendant around your neck, and you pressed my hand in such an indescribable place...... You're going to say... You didn't mean to? ”

"I ......" she really regretted dying.