Tan Hui was discussing the plan with the company's senior management, and his mobile phone was at hand, and Wener's words were sent, which was very informative.

Those images flooded into front of me like a tidal wave.

"Hug."

Another one came in, followed by a few emojis begging for hugs.

"Miss you, hug."

Again.

The corners of Tan Hui's lips were almost slightly raised, and he put his mobile phone in his pocket and continued to talk about the plan.

When it was almost time to have dinner, Wener's mobile phone rang, and it was Tan Hui calling.

"Where?" he asked. ”

Wener first snorted, and then coquettishly: "Why do you only think of me now?" ”

Tan Hui: "Let's have dinner together." ”

"Are you making amends?" Winer giggled.

Through the earpiece, Tan Hui can also feel the kind of seductive magic that Wen Er emitted from within, especially Wen Er's laughter, which makes Tan Hui, who has always been abstinent, inexplicably hot.

"Where?" Tan Hui asked.

"In Xu Zhai, do you dare to come over?" Wener's words were a bit defiant.

Tan Hui didn't seem to hear it: "Wait." ”

Hearing Tan Hui's words, Wen Erer put up his cynicism and said seriously: "Mr. Tan, I'm not in Xu Zhai. ”

"Address?" Tan Hui is patient.

Wener: "I'm in Ziyue Upper City Mansion. ”

Tan Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, this little tweed, bold enough, went crazy there.

"Wait."

The phone was cut off by Tan Hui.

Wen Erer could feel that Tan Hui's voice seemed to be a little colder, she smiled, put away her phone, and pushed open the door of the private room to enter.

Wener works three times a week from 4 p.m. to 2 a.m. at Ziyue Upper City Mansion.

Don't look at the three shifts, the monthly income is quite expensive.

Wener relies on the income here to support his younger brother Wenersheng's college education.

As soon as Tan Hui's car stopped, the outfield staff noticed it and immediately called the manager in charge with the walkie-talkie.

The manager in charge didn't receive any news that Tan Hui was coming to Ziyue Shangcheng Mansion, and scolded the walkie-talkie while trotting over.

"Do you see clearly?"

"Manager, it's really Mr. Tan, I'm not mistaken."

Tan Hui was sitting in the car and was dialing Wener's phone, no one answered, he dialed three times in a row, it was still the same, he squinted at the phone, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Then, the car was started and left.

When the manager in charge came over, Tan Hui's car had already left.

The unfortunate thing fell to the outfield staff, who was scolded by the manager in charge.

Wener did not answer Hun's call, and the end was very sad.

For two months in a row, Wen Erer made countless phone calls and sent countless WeChat messages, but Tan Hui never paid attention to it, let alone the person who met Tan Hui.

Xu Aiai seemed to be very satisfied with the result.

"What, I was dumped by Tan Hui?"

Although it was strange how Xu Aiai would know about the matter between her and Tan Hui, Wen Er would not accept Xu Aiai's ridicule.

"What does it matter if you don't get rid of it? Looking at the whole Yecheng, is there a woman who has enjoyed the warmth of Tan Hui? Wen Er'er looked at Xu Aiai with a smile: "What does it mean to be able to talk to Hui with a skin-to-skin relationship, you won't understand, right?" ”

These words hit Xu Aiai's brain, how much effort has she made in the past two months? But Tan Hui was unmoved, and she didn't even bother to take a look at her body.

What does it mean for a man to not respond to a woman's body?

The anger in Xu Aiai's heart has reached the boiling point: "You are really shameless." ”