With a depressed expression, he looked at He Zeng's standard smiling face, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed a bitter arc, and finally after a deep sigh, he stretched out his hand and waved his hand, lightly opened his delicate pink lips and said, "I'll go in first." ”

He Zeng shook his head slightly, and the tall figure stood at the door of the suite and watched her enter the room, that kind of spirit was as fascinating as a knight.

After the door of the thousands of rooms was completely closed, He Zeng moved his steps towards his room, and when his figure passed by the elevator in front of him, the elevator also sounded a crisp and pleasant 'ding-' sound in due time, which also made He Zeng's footsteps pause slightly when he passed by, and his attention was attracted.

The closed elevator door slowly opened, and a cold face containing a bit of anger poured into He Zeng's eyes, and he immediately felt that the extremely cold eyes of the Yin Owl fell on him, almost freezing him into a popsicle.

"President, you're back." He Zeng came back to his senses from the extremely cold situation in an instant, and a bright smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of gentle hush and warmth.

A mocking arc hooked up at the corner of Gu Tanfeng's mouth, and after the distance between the two was closer, He Zeng felt that the cold feeling that fell on him was even more obvious, and that cold almost gave him Ling Chi.

The smile on He Zeng's face, who knew what he was wrong, was even brighter, comparable to the sun shining on the earth. He Zeng tried to use the bright smile on the corner of his mouth to melt and resist the cold that Gu Tanfeng emanated, but as time passed, he found that it was the splendor at the corner of his mouth that was gradually eroded.

"Who the hell is she?" Gu Tanfeng, who still had a doubt in his heart, held back the burning anger in his heart, staring at He Zeng's slightly stiff face with his eyes, and insisted on asking for an answer.

Helplessly, he swept past in He Zeng's mind, and he didn't know how to explain this question. If Wan Qianqian is his wife, it can be discussed at the time of marriage, and the marriage is not registered, so it has no legal effect. But if there is no relationship between the two, there is no possibility.

A struggling look swept across He Zeng's face, and this little bit of emotional fluctuation also fell into Gu Tanfeng's eyes, making his heart even tighter. The desire to learn gradually eroded his reason, and his emotions began to become a little out of control.

"President, why do you have to know who she is? What can I do when I know it? He Zeng didn't doubt that Gu Tanfeng's clenched fist that was almost bursting in the next second would spill into his face, but there were some things he still wanted to say.

A faint voice with a somewhat helpless look slowly sounded, and two rhetorical questions pulled him back from the brink of the collapse of his reason, and the emotions that were about to collapse seemed to be frozen, and then slowly pulled back to his senses.

"Shut up." He Zeng's words were mixed with the bit of bitterness and irritability in his mind, colliding with fierce sparks, and in the end, he had to glance at He Zeng coldly and snorted.

Among them, the displeasure was particularly obvious, and after throwing down those two words, he left freely, and the figure walked in the direction of the door of the suite, and took out the room card to open the door without saying a word.

'Bang-' The dull sound of slamming the door suddenly sounded, and he was frightened by the violent sound of slamming the door before he could recover from Gu Tanfeng's 'shut up', so frightened that his heart almost jumped out.

He Zeng's figure stood lonely in front of the two closed doors of Wan Qianqian and Gu Tanfeng, his eyes lingering for a while, and finally he sighed helplessly.

Just as He Zeng was about to walk back to the suite, the mobile phone in his coat pocket was shaking for a while. The vibration reached his heart through his clothes and skin, and a wave of uneasiness gradually rose from the soles of his feet, penetrating every vein in his body.

The vibration was extremely tenacious, and it did not stop shaking, He Zeng's eyes lingered at the door of the two rooms again, and finally he sighed deeply and took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, and the flashing screen did display the words 'Lu Yunxue', and He Zeng's heart was slightly deeper.

After staring at the mobile phone screen for a second or two, He Zengcai drove his fingertips to swipe the answer button on the screen, stood up with slightly darker lips and said softly in a slightly hoarse voice, "Mrs. Gu." ”

"He Zeng!" In response to him, a voice full of anger came from the phone with a bit of electric quality, and the sharp voice made He Zeng's ears feel a trace of pain, but he still held the phone firmly and endured it.

"Do you know what you're doing? What was the order I gave you at that time? Lu Yunxue's excited voice slowly came from inside, the anger was already so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious, if He Zeng stood opposite her at this time, maybe she would have been beaten up to vent her anger.

From the time he chose to tell him everything, He Zeng was mentally prepared to bear all these consequences. Although he didn't do anything at all from beginning to end, the two always happened to appear in the same place, and there is no way to stop such a thing as fate, and as soon as they meet, they guess it.

The voice of scolding came slowly from the other side of the phone, as if there was a cacophony attacking He Zeng's brainwaves. He stretched out his hand slightly, rubbed his temples, which were faintly throbbing, and walked in the direction of the room step by step.

"Mrs. Gu, I'm sorry that I couldn't stop the president from meeting with Wan Qianqian in this matter, but since God is destined for them to meet again, you ......" He Zeng pursed his lips slightly, gently frowned the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and pressed against Lu Yunxue's almost angry emotions to persuade her.

The words of persuasion were interrupted by Lu Yunxue in the middle of the conversation, and it was still the voice of the yin owl who was furious to the extreme, "Shut up!" What a revisit! It's all a thousand conspiracies, and I'm telling you, you have to leave New York tomorrow! ”

"Mrs. Gu." It was like an unreasonable order from a tyrant that made He Zeng more and more dissatisfied, and the look on his face sank little by little, calling out to her in an extremely heavy tone, and suppressing her anger with a strong momentum.

After a heavy call, there was silence on the phone, and at that moment He Zeng could feel his strong and powerful heart beating, and only after he calmed down did he continue to speak, "Although the president has amnesia, he is not a person who can be at the mercy of others!" Although he doesn't remember anything, the feelings he once had for thousands of people are not fake! ”

For the first time, He Zeng, who had been following orders, had a bit of aggression and dissatisfaction in his tone, every word seemed to be spit out by exhausting all his strength, and the hand holding the mobile phone was also increasing the force little by little, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were also a little faint.

After the words came out, He Zeng also knew that after the words were spoken, he might not be reused by Lu Yunxue in the future. But today, when he witnessed what happened between Gu Tanfeng and Wan Qianqian, he couldn't help it.

"Mrs. Gu, I really can't force the president to leave New York, I can't do this job, you can find someone else." He Zeng paused for a moment and then spoke slowly, his personal attitude had been clearly expressed between his words, and at the same time, the wrinkles between his brows were also soothed.

There was still silence on the phone, and the call ended with He Zeng saying a word or two. The second after the phone hung up, He Zeng felt a feeling of tension all over his body and suddenly relaxed.

Early the next morning.

Holding a pile of papers, she felt a little difficult to walk, she turned her head and shoulders to connect a phone call, her face obviously wore a light makeup, and she could see that her face was a little haggard when she looked closely.

Thousands of people couldn't sleep all night, all their thoughts floated on Gu Tanfeng, and his eyes were a little red and swollen. The phone that had been in a busy state was finally connected, and at that moment, the anger burning in thousands of hearts suddenly exploded, "Jack, where are you!" ”

"I'm sorry, Qianqian, there are some things delayed on the way, and it will be there in five minutes at most." A pure American-accented English came from the phone, and the apology contained in it was particularly obvious.

Even though the anger in her heart was boiling, she resisted the heavy papers. After hanging up the phone, thousands of thousands of documents were supported with one hand, and the other hand was stretched out to take down the mobile phone between the head and shoulder, but at a corner she noticed a black shadow blocking in front of her.

A bad premonition passed through her mind, and she subconsciously wanted to restrain her steps, but the center of gravity of her body finally leaned forward. The documents in his hand also rushed forward, and at that moment, he wanted to cry without tears.

Wan Qianqian, who was ready to accept the pain after contact with Mother Earth, closed her eyes tightly, and silently complained in her heart about the black shadow that suddenly appeared from the corner, delaying her time, and also causing an unwarranted disaster.

In the process of descending her body, she could feel a warm hand around her waist to support her waist, and extremely domineering to control the inertia of her body descending. The expected pain did not come, and the tightly wrinkled faces of thousands of thousands of people were relieved little by little.

The next second, her whole body froze, because she felt a very familiar aura. It can be said that this familiar smell is what she has been most concerned about in this time, and it is frantically crowded into her nostrils at this moment.

"It's you." Sure enough, when Wan Qianqian was not mentally ready to open his eyes, a magnetic bass voice came from his ears first, and the bit of surprise in the voice made Wan Qianqian's heart more or less unhappy, and he slowly opened his eyes after tugging at the corners of his mouth with a little dissatisfaction.