The cute wife turns over, but the husband can't hold it

Yi Mengmeng feels that she is the happiest woman in the world, because she met the best man in the world.Although this man is a bit cold occasionally and has a bad temper.It has to be denied that when he wants to spoil someone, he can spoil her to heaven.But Yi Mengmeng doesn't know that the distance between heaven and hell is actually very close.

In the office, Yi Mengmeng has been hesitating about how to speak.If it was too abrupt, Gu Zicheng would probably become suspicious.Thinking of this, Yi Mengmeng frowned slightly.Staring blankly at a certain place, Yi Mengmeng played with her fingers preoccupied.

Frowning tightly, Gu Zicheng said abruptly, "What's the matter, tell me."

uh-huh?Looking up at his face, Yi Mengmeng's eyes flashed with surprise.How did he know, she had something to say.Looking into her eyes, Gu Zicheng said calmly: "It's written on your face." Yi Mengmeng is too simple, it's easy to write her own thoughts directly on her face.

With a clear oh, and sorting out the words in her heart, Yi Mengmeng took his arm and said with a smile: "Master, can you tell me... your itinerary for the next week? That... I I heard others say that the president is very leisurely. But looking at you, I think you are very busy. So, I want to know what you will do and where you will be in the next week..."

Gu Zicheng didn't answer, but just looked at Yi Mengmeng calmly.The latter shrank his neck, feeling a flash of uneasiness in his heart.But if you back off at this time, you will be noticed by him.Thinking of this, Yi Mengmeng mustered up the courage not to flinch.He didn't speak, just stood up and walked towards the office.

Seeing this, Yi Mengmeng drooped her head, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes.If that doesn't work, she'll have to find another way to know.Luo Yimo's request was to know what Gu Zicheng was going to do in the next week.To be honest, Yi Mengmeng was really worried that the fact that Yi's father owed a lot of debts one after another would be used as a fuss.Furthermore, it has an impact on Gu Zicheng.

Just as she was thinking about what to do, something fell from her eyes.Curiously picking up the document, Yi Mengmeng's eyes lit up. "This is..." Yi Mengmeng showed joy, with a smile on her brow.

Sitting down opposite her, Gu Zicheng crossed his legs and said indifferently: "Next week's schedule." This thing is nothing to Gu Zicheng, even if there is something, he is willing to show her.Just because she is his wife.

Looking at the strings of words above, Yi Mengmeng silently recited them in her heart.Fortunately, there are not too many items in it, and Yi Mengmeng can memorize them quickly. Five minutes later, Yi Mengmeng returned the itinerary to Gu Zicheng, and said with a smile: "Master, you are really busy. On weekdays, do you have so much work every week?"

A casual answer is considered an answer.Because Zhongtian Group is a large enterprise, the company's headquarters is in Ye City, but there are many subsidiaries throughout the country.Therefore, when necessary, they have to go to the lower-level company for inspection.

Xiao ran to Gu Zicheng's side, Yi Mengmeng thoughtfully blew his shoulders for him, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the master is so busy. So, whether it is a rich person or a poor person, making money is a matter of life." It's not easy. The only difference is that rich people make a lot of money and they have to be smart, just like the master."

"What about you, your brain is not working?" Gu Zicheng asked casually.

With a chuckle, Yi Mengmeng squinted her eyes and said embarrassingly: "I should be the type with a bad brain, so, I can only work diligently to make money."

Labor... Hearing these two words, Gu Zicheng instinctively thought of another word: exercise.If you are full of food and drink, you should really exercise well.Thinking of this, a gleam of light flashed in Gu Zicheng's eyes.Seeing something was wrong, Yi Mengmeng immediately stood up and prepared to leave, but it was too late.

With a big hand pull, Yi Mengmeng was directly embraced into his arms.Daheng picked her up, Gu Zicheng said solemnly: "Start making money."

Showing an extremely depressed expression, Yi Mengmeng blinked her eyes, and said with an apologetic smile: "Master, this should not be a way to make money. Master, the weather is very good today, let's go basking in the sun."

Hearing this, Gu Zicheng said indifferently: "Occasional exercise can help relieve work pressure. In order for me to make more money, you have to cooperate well." Seeing that focused and serious expression, Yi Mengmeng actually felt that there is a certain reason……

Being thrown directly on the big soft bed, when Yi Mengmeng was about to get up hard, Gu Zicheng had already quickly taken off her skirt.Leaning next to her ear, Gu Zicheng said in a low voice: "Don't move, or I will punish you not to get out of bed all afternoon."

Eyes widened in an instant, Yi Mengmeng frowned, and immediately said with a sneer: "No, no, we have something to discuss. Isn't it just... a little exercise after dinner, you can have this, you can have..." Yi Mengmeng Self-hypnotized, relying on Gu Zicheng's strong physical strength, one time is not enough...

When Yi Mengmeng finally climbed out of bed smoothly, it was already two o'clock.For two full hours, Gu Zicheng insisted on not giving her a minute to rest.Looking at the red strawberry mark on her neck, Yi Mengmeng lowered her head shyly.

Coming out of the bedroom, Gu Zicheng was no longer in the office.Looking around suspiciously, I saw a note left in the living room.Looking at the flamboyant writing, Yi Mengmeng couldn't help sighing: "The president is indeed the president, and his writing is prettier than ordinary people..."

After packing up the crisper, Yi Mengmeng slowly left the office.When the secretary saw her, he saw the ambiguous red spot on her neck at a glance, and said with a smile: "The president just went to a meeting, and he won't be back until later."

Yi Mengmeng bowed to her, and said politely: "It's all right, he can go to work, I'm going back too, goodbye." After waving her hand, Yi Mengmeng walked into the elevator.

Watching Yi Mengmeng leave, the secretary said to himself, "The president's wife is very easy to get along with, and the president and his wife are also very affectionate."

After leaving Zhongtian Group, Yi Mengmeng didn't go back directly, but met Luo Yimo in a coffee shop near Kaile Company.Taking out Gu Zicheng's itinerary that she just wrote silently, Yi Mengmeng said seriously: "You sign this letter of guarantee, and I will give this to you."

Luo Yimo took the letter of guarantee and quickly signed his name.It was stated in the letter of guarantee that Luo Yimo was not allowed to tell a third person about that incident.Otherwise, the trouble caused will be regarded as a violation of the guarantee agreement.Stretching out his hand, Luo Yimo said with a chuckle, "Now, you can give me the things."

Instead of taking it out directly, Yi Mengmeng asked again for confirmation: "Are you really sure that you won't hurt Zicheng? If you can't agree, I won't give it to you either."

Arms crossed his chest, Luo Yimo said arrogantly: "Don't worry, of course I won't do anything to Gu Zicheng. Besides, he is such a capable person, I can do anything to him. Yi Mengmeng, you have to think about it." Clear. Whether something is given, or not given.”

After hesitating, Yi Mengmeng finally handed her the itinerary.Putting away the letter of guarantee, Yi Mengmeng said calmly: "I hope you can do what you say." After speaking, Yi Mengmeng stood up and left.

After Yi Mengmeng left, Luo Yimo dialed a number and said with a smile on his face, "I've got the item, come and get it. Are you sure, it's really possible for Yi Mengmeng to taste it as you said?" Is it painful?"

After hearing the answer from the person on the phone, Luo Yimo hung up the phone.She doesn't know who this person is, but anyone who can make Yi Mengmeng suffer is her friend.Stirring the coffee in his hand, Luo Yimo said with a sneer, "Yi Mengmeng, you will know the pain soon."

Getting out of the coffee habit, Yi Mengmeng once again regretted it.But now, it was too late to say anything.Looking at the letter of guarantee in her hand, Yi Mengmeng thought about whether she should tell Gu Zicheng.With a soft sigh, Yi Mengmeng murmured: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. The master is so busy, so don't let him worry about it." Thinking of this, Yi Mengmeng walked briskly forward.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of him.The moment she saw her, Yi Mengmeng's eyes flashed with surprise.Yi Mengmeng recognized her, this woman was the girl who appeared at the party that night, that is...

Zhao Qingli walked up to Yi Mengmeng, looked at her, with a gentle smile on her face: "Hello, we are really destined to meet again." Zhao Qingli greeted Yi Mengmeng proactively.

Smiling and nodding towards her, Yi Mengmeng smiled and said, "Yes, thank you for the tissues that day."

With a smile in his eyes, Zhao Qingli said friendlyly: "Don't be so outrageous, why were you so sad that day? I never thought that you would be Zicheng's wife."

Yi Mengmeng didn't want to mention what happened that day again.Hearing her calling Gu Zicheng's name so naturally, Yi Mengmeng felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. "Miss, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Qingli asked with concern.

When she regained her senses, Yi Mengmeng shook her head, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something. Hello, my name is Yi Mengmeng. Zicheng and I have been married for a while."

Looking at her, Zhao Qingli said with a smile in his eyes, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhao Qingli, and I used to be a friend of Zicheng."

Zhao Qingli... It turned out that she was really Gu Zicheng's first love, the rumored Zhao Qingli.Yi Mengmeng never thought that he and her would meet for the first time under such circumstances.Looking at her smile, Yi Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat.That feeling was exceptionally bad.

Paying attention to her expression, the smile on Zhao Qingli's face slowly enlarged.