After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 238 You Are Not A Man!
Du Mu's mind immediately recalled the domestic idol drama he watched recently. This kind of plot should be...

He replied solemnly, "She may not be interested in you."

"kindness?"

Isn't it right?
BOSS last night...

I left with Ms. Zhao!
Du Mu said uncertainly, "Otherwise, she doesn't want to owe you anything, and doesn't want to get too involved with you?"

Sheng Xifang's brows deepened, "En?"

"Maybe she was injured before, and she is afraid that others will mistake her for a gold digger?" Du Mu felt miserable.

Asking him such a question as a single dog is beyond the outline!

Zhao Chumian transferred 100 yuan to him.

For 100 yuan, it is not enough to say that she worships money.

So much property is divided in divorce.

"go out."

"Yes..." Du Mu felt discouraged for the first time.

It seems that I haven't watched enough romance movies, and my understanding is not thorough enough.

Obviously he knows BOSS very well!

Now I don't understand a little bit...

Du Mu closed the office door, Sheng Xifang took off his suit, and stared at the screen.

After thinking about it, he picked up his phone and quickly replied: No, just treat it as my invitation, and if you are really sorry, please come back.

Soon, Zhao Chumian replied to him: I'm sorry to go.

That's it?

Gone?

He was looking at his phone while working, but he didn't receive any other news from Zhao Chumian until sunset.

-

The next day, Sheng Xifang was having an important meeting when his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID on the screen, swiped his finger, and hung up Ji Linze's call.

Then he said in a cold voice with no expression on his face, "Continue."

Ji Linze on the phone side stood in the hospital corridor, "Huh? I'm working again... What's wrong with answering the phone?"

Didn't answer the phone?

Ji Linze typed on the screen angrily with his fingers: Brother Sheng, I have admired you since I was a child, but I didn't expect you to be such a man! ! !
You actually asked your wife to do the prenatal checkup alone!

you are not human!

Not a man!

In the spacious and bright meeting room, Sheng Xifang glanced at the messages that kept popping up on the screen from the corner of his eye.

Zhao Chumian doing the prenatal checkup alone?

His eyes darkened, and he picked up his phone.

Others in the conference room were stunned, and the person who was speaking trembled even more, "President, what am I doing wrong?"

He looked nervously at Sheng Xifang, and glanced at the projection screen behind him to check if something was wrong.

Earnings, numbers, calculations?

What is wrong?
Sheng Xifang got up, left the conference room without saying "continue next time".

Du Mu followed behind him, "Boss, I'm going to pick up the car."

The senior officials in the meeting room looked at each other in blank dismay. Mr. Sheng, who always put his work first, actually left in such a meeting?
Something big must have happened.

-

At the Kanghui Private Hospital in Shangjiang City, Zhao Chumian was wearing a loose skirt, holding a B-ultrasound sheet in his hand, and answered the phone slowly while walking.

She had a gentle look on her face, "Don't worry, Tangtang, it's just a small checkup, the baby is fine, you should be busy."

Zhao Chumian hung up the phone and saw Sheng Xifang and Du Mu walking towards them.

They were against the light, and under the strong summer light, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he had an outstanding temperament, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a pair of long legs standing upright as he walked over.

This……

If she changed to another hospital, could she still meet him?

"You alone?" Sheng Xifang stopped in front of her.

"Why, is Mr. Sheng still a child? Do you still need someone to accompany you when you see a doctor?" She chuckled, "You don't want to cry and call mom?"

Sheng Xifang's eyes turned cold, "I'm not sick."

"What are you doing in the hospital if you're not sick?"

"he is sick."

Du Mu: "..."

Yes, I am sick!
My brain is sick!
Zhao Chumian looked at Du Mu, "He looks... very healthy."

"I don't, my stomach hurts..." Du Mu clutched his stomach for a moment, "It's extremely uncomfortable."

Zhao Chumian: "..."

(End of this chapter)