Husband, don't play by the rules

She didn't know when there was a missed call from Feng Zeyu, and the number that she had deleted long ago appeared in her eyes again, and she still recognized it.

Finally, he sighed softly and put the phone back into the bag.

Feng Zeyu's recent divorce has become more and more serious. There are all kinds of strange things uploaded on the Internet, and there are different opinions.

She, Gu Xiaoxi, is just a person who is open-minded and has no temper to turn back. Thinking about it carefully, this Feng Zeyu at least said that there are not too many bad things in terms of love.

Compared with Song Yihe, he should be a good man, he doesn't have any gossip, just works hard.

Even the business has been in a downturn lately.

But as far as Ruoda's Feng Group is concerned, it hasn't touched the foundation.

As she was thinking, a text message rang.

"I am sick."

Seeing that it belonged to Feng Zeyu, she replied: "Take medicine."

"No."

"Look for President Jiang."

"In the United States."

"It's really beautiful."

"Yes"

"Send me to hack you again."

Finally, a crying icon came over, and she didn't bother to deal with it.

It's not a problem to always be in the corridor, so she walked back.

"Hey, Mr. Song is in the United States. You see, this beautiful woman is Jiang Zhilan. It's not like an old relationship between the two of you."

Gu Xiaoxi is a bit annoying.

Throwing the information on the table heavily: "It's time for work, don't go online."

Several women dispersed, and some went back to their jobs.

*
The office building of the Song Group in the United States, in front of the building is a vast garden square, and the music fountain dances rhythmically in the melodious music.There is a huge sculpture in the middle, which is neither a mermaid nor a mermaid, but a sphinx, a huge and beautifully carved lion head, standing upright in the air, with two eyes slightly gazing down.The person in the lower body is tall and straight, arrogant.

Under the Sphinx's feet is a witty-looking person, looking at it with a smile on his face.The man was neither an old man nor a woman, but a handsome young man.

Why such a rare ancient Greek myth is arranged on the square, only those who believe in the myth know.

However, the entire square looks golden in the morning sun, which adds wisdom to people as soon as they pass by.

Let people have a kind of battle of wits, and they will not be destroyed by mistakes.

Every time Jiang Zhilan comes here, a kind of heat boils on her body, which is really his character.

The door opened, and a slender figure flashed in and caught his eyes.

He put down the documents in his hand and asked calmly, "Why are you here?"

Seeing Jiang Zhilan wearing a light coffee-colored short skirt and her charming smile when she opened the door and entered, he knew that she was fine today.

She walked in front of him, naturally raised one leg and sat on his long table, leaned down, blinked her elongated eyelashes a few times, and her eyes were immediately covered with moving mist.

"Can't I find you if I have nothing to do? I really found that the United States is a free place. I can do whatever I want, and I don't care."

Then she stood up lazily, her waist-length chestnut curly hair was slightly raised on her shoulders.The eyes on the side face slightly slanted, and a seductive charm appeared in an instant.

Turning around, stepping on a pair of white high-heeled leather shoes handmade by famous European masters, walking step by step, staring at Song Yihe closely, and walking towards him.

Her ever-changing eyes were filled with strong charm, her brows were slightly twitching, and her maroon pupils flickered, locking onto the man who looked at him calmly.

She got closer to him a little bit, she was always confident in her charm among this man.

She raised her ten fingers and put them on his cold face.

Slowly probing his face, the enlarged beautiful face was rushed by the warm breath, and asked bewitchingly: "Miss me?" The voice was soft and almost hoarse.

"I believe that there is no woman who can satisfy you like me. Because other women can only give you what a woman can give me, and they can't give you more. I can."

Song Yihe still looked at her expressionlessly, and with his calm gaze, he said without emotion in the most insipid language: "I don't need it now."

The woman put her face on it, exhaled the refreshing breath gently, and her hands kept stroking the face that made her dream.

"Impossible, I know you, you can't do without me. Don't lie to yourself, I'm right in front of you now, just for you."

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, slipping past the momentary loss, and his lips turned slightly pale.

The woman's thin lips rolled greedily on the man's face, she waited for this man to devour her like a wolf like a tiger like before, she must make him take the initiative.

At this point she wanted to prove her allure again.

"I know, everything you do is for me. You have no interest in them at all, dear, let's fall in love, and I will treat your children well."

The alluring ten fingers gently caressed his body with softness and lingering, all the way down.

She squatted down and committed herself to his feet, kneeling there.

There was a hazy mist in the eyes, the cherry lips were slightly parted, the red and plump eyes were imaginative, the cheeks were slightly flushed, the hand was gently placed on his waist, and slowly went down to the zipper of the trousers.

"None of them are good enough for you."

The sound was like fine wind and sand, "swish" sprinkled on the man's heart, softly itchy, the body began to change from the waist.

The zipper was unzipped, and soft fingers were gently poked in. She lowered her head slightly, and glanced up at his ambiguous eyes. A confident and sly look appeared in her heart.

……

A cup of coffee was poured onto Jiang Zhilan's body with warmth, which made her pause in her movements, and raised her bewildered, panicked and angry beautiful eyes in surprise.

The man gently pulled her hand away, stood up, and walked out.

Jiang Zhilan's eyes trembled, she glanced blankly at her hands that had been pulled away, and saw the slight coolness between his changed brows for a moment.

She sat on the ground alone.

As the president of Jiang's, she still knows how to advance and retreat, and also understands that it is normal for the world to change a little. The reason why she can win his favor is because she knows when to act like a baby and when not to upset him.

She also believed that Song Yihe had always had only her in his heart. They grew up as childhood sweethearts, and he took great care of her, doting on her and loving her everywhere.

Whenever Jing He came to play with her, he would take her hand unhappily and let her go with him.

She always followed behind him obediently, but since she was a child, she would always mouth and say to Jing He: "When he leaves, I'll find you."

Tianhe is a little older than her, and sometimes he always looks at them, and doesn't bother to care about their affairs.

She believed that he had her in his heart, wasn't he about to enter the ** just now!

Even if her marriage to Feng Zeyu would not affect her relationship with him, it was with such confidence that she married Feng Zeyu.

Facts have proved that her judgment is correct.

No matter how much Song Yihe made public, it was just a matter of covering up the two of them.

She understands him very well, she must have an explanation to the society.

**
Gu Xiaoxi deeply felt the secret love and devotion of Song Yihe's fans in her office.

She also knew that out of jealousy towards her, that woman always liked to talk about Song Yihe when she was about to appear in the office.

"Hey, did you see that Jiang Zhilan wore different clothes when she went in and out of the Song's Building in the United States, wow! I'm so grateful to these paparazzi for chasing us to the United States and allowing us to see such a surprising picture."

These words happened to be heard by Gu Xiaoxi.

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi came in, they all fell silent and started busying with their work.

She felt that she hated this woman very much, but she had no way to talk about it, so she turned around and went to the cosmetics branch to see the scene.

As soon as she came, General Manager Liu accompanied her all the way, conducted a trial investigation, and kept saying: "Director Gu's advertising is really attractive, and our company's products are really very competitive in this big market! The current As soon as the series of products were put into production, someone simply called to inquire about this product."

Gu Xiaoxi didn't say a word, just asked questions after each inspection.

Mr. Liu, who only sees Gu Xiaoxi's two eyes, always feels guilty when he sees her.

Busy giving pointers.

When walking into a process, Gu Xiaoxi stopped, carefully observed the workers' operations, and then asked Mr. Liu: "Is this process not done strictly according to the requirements?"

Mr. Liu paused, then turned around and called the technician behind him.

The technician said to Gu Xiaoxi tremblingly: "Director, this item has reduced a process because of cost considerations."

"Whose claim?"

"This……"

The technician didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"A meeting was held immediately, and all production was suspended for rectification."

Gu Xiaoxi turned around and walked out.

At the meeting, Gu Xiaoxi said very seriously: "Anyone has no right to make any unauthorized changes in production. On the surface, the company's approach has reduced costs, but it has affected the purity of active ingredients and greatly increased the production cost. The risk of skin allergies, once there is a problem in the market, it is not a trivial matter, safe production is no small matter, this is not just a talk, it must be implemented in practice, recall all products that have entered the market, and rectify production .”

General Manager Liu, who had been pinching a cold sweat, could finally let out a long breath.

The new product was detected before it entered the circulation, but fortunately, the impact on the market was not significant.

It's really uncomfortable, things are rushing.

As soon as he turned on the phone, a news article came out, Song Yihe, the president of the Song Corporation, returned from happiness.

She opened it involuntarily, and there were a few pictures, one was Lan Yan holding her arm and leaving the plane, one was Jiang Ruozhu hugging him, and the other was a picture of him hugging his daughter Jiajia.