Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Zhuo Yi waited in Yaohua's president's office for a long time, but Yeyun never came back, the phone vibrated in her hand.

The woman looked down, her hair was hanging down and scattered on her cheeks, the office was a bit dim, she was sitting in the light and shadow, her facial features were dim and gloomy.

[The president has released the news that no one is allowed to abort his wife! ]
The person who sent the message was Zhuo Yi's assistant. She frowned, not sure if the words were true or not, she pursed her lips, thought about it, and then replied a text message: [Where did you get the news? ]
[Brother Cheng received a call from the president just now, and I stood aside. When he called, I heard it. ]
Zhuo Yi clenched her lips tightly, as if she didn't know which link went wrong.

Ye Yun refuses to let Zhuo Zhuo have an abortion, which means that Zhuo Zhuo has already opened his mouth to talk about the breakup, and Ye Yun is the proud son of city A after all, there is no reason for the noisy woman to still act like this after being dumped .

and so……

Could it be that Ye Yun fell in love with Zhuo Zhuo?
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yi's sleeves tightly gripped the hem of her clothes.

Before she could figure it out, Ye Yun stepped in from outside the room. He kicked the door in with such force that the door hit the wall with a loud noise.

Zhuo Yi's eyebrows twitched, and he immediately stood up from the sofa in the office: "President..."

Ye Yun took off his suit jacket while walking, and walked to the desk in two steps. It was raining outside, and the man's trousers and the suit jacket he took off were stained with a few strands of water stains. sexy.

The man's style of acting was a bit of a rush, Zhuo Yi unconsciously brought his role into the work, straightened his back and followed Ye Yun to the desk.

Ye Yun conveniently buckled the clothes on the back of the chair, and asked in a low voice, "What did you tell Zhuo Zhuo today?"

"I..." Zhuo Yi wanted to explain, but Ye Yun glanced at the time on his wrist, and then whispered: "You only have 5 minutes, and I want to be honest."

Zhuo Yi's words were suppressed forcefully by Ye Yun, so Ye Yun knew that she was not going to tell him the truth.

"I didn't tell my wife on purpose. I just wanted to let her know your good intentions, and then I accidentally said it."

The man was sitting in a place where the light and shadow could not be seen, coupled with the fact that it was raining outside and the room was extremely cloudy, his facial features became unclear, but the thin lips were glowing coldly, especially those hands, From time to time, he knocked on the table, one hit the other, which gave Zhuo Yi a lot of pressure.

"Accidentally leaked? The company keeps so many secrets, so many people pay high prices to dig up these contents from you, and you didn't accidentally leak... My mother just called you, Did you tell Zhuo Zhuo that you slipped your tongue?"

Following the man's words, the air froze for a moment, Zhuo Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, he really knew it all.

"Even if you want to perfunctory me, Zhuo Yi, your perfunctory is a bit too careless, right?"

His tone was cold, and his eyes fell on her like ice blades. She had been talking to him for so many years. This was the first time that Ye Yun's gaze fell on her, but it was unbelievably cold .

What made her even more sad was that he was asking other women to support her. Her breathing became disordered for two seconds, and then she calmed down slowly.

"Since the nightclubs have already identified me as such a person, wouldn't it be superfluous for me to explain myself?"

Ye Yun sneered: "You are the most outstanding person in my hands. I don't care what your original intention and starting point are. Go out now and switch places with your assistant for three months."

"..."

Zhuo Yi didn't move, the man sank deep into the back of the chair, his posture was indescribably leisurely and lazy, but also extremely indifferent.

"What else?"

Ye Yun's thin lips moved slightly, Zhuo Yi shook his head, and slowly exited the office.

Ye Yun said that she doesn't care about her original intention and starting point, Zhuo Yi's every step of going out is extraordinarily difficult, not only because of Zhuo Zhuo's influence on Ye Yun, but also because she hopes Ye Yun knows her starting point.

She had a crush on him for many years.

Before, she was jealous of Lan Xin, later, she was jealous of Zhuan Zhuo, and even once, she was jealous of Xin Ran.

There are many excellent women around Ye Yun. In order to get closer to him, she never gave up her efforts. That Zhuo Zhuo is not as beautiful as her, not as good as her family background, and now she has become the daughter of a murderer...

Why, why did she suddenly break into Ye Yun's world and become Ye Yun's closest person.

Does she fit?
Zhuo Yi's gaze was a bit dark. After leaving the office, he saw several girls in the secretary's office who were competing with each other looking at her with strange expressions. When he thought about it, he knew that these people had eavesdropped on what he was talking to in the office. President's speech.

She pursed her lips, packed the things on the table, and strode out of the office to the four-person office of her assistant.

The little girl was fixing her makeup, she was stunned when she saw Zhuo Yi, she stood up suddenly in fright: "Zhuo...Sister Zhuo?"

"In the past three months, we have switched positions. You will be the secretary of the nightclub, and I will be your assistant..."

The little girl's pale face that was frightened turned even paler: "Sister Zhuo, don't scare me, I can't do it..."

"Let's not talk nonsense, the president personally explained, either report to the secretary's office, or go to the personnel department to resign."

"..."

In the end, Zhuo Yi's secretary went to the secretary's office. Although the little girl stayed in the room of the four, the good news was that the other three people didn't know where they went.

She took out her phone and entered a string of numbers on the screen. Just as she was about to dial it, she suddenly remembered what Ye Yun said in the office.

After hesitating for a while, she cleared the number again, and Ranhong rummaged through the box she brought for a long time to find the small mobile phone. After connecting it to the USB port, she turned it on and made a call.

"One million, within a week, I will receive news that Xiao Zhuo's child is no longer here."

The rain outside gradually cleared up, the cold light in Zhuo Yi's eyes flashed away, didn't Ye Yun care about burning?
She wants to see if Ye Yun still cares so much about her if Zhuo Zhuo's child is gone.

……

Ning's old house.

The huge crystal chandelier in the living room exudes warm light, which sprinkles down layer by layer, exuding warmth together with the continuous laughter.

Ning Yan and Lan Xin sat on the sofa one on the left and one on the right, with An An sitting in the middle, and the family of three watched the cartoons on the LCD TV.

Although An An couldn't understand, she kept waving her little hands. Lan Xin felt that the little guy was very interesting, so she poked his white, tender, smooth and chubby face with her fingers from time to time.

An An watched TV, Lan Xin teased An An, and Ning Yan looked at the interacting mother and child in a leisurely and lazy manner, with a beautiful curve on the corners of her lips.

The years are quiet and the room is warm.

Time is not old, and your lover is by your side.

There is nothing more beautiful than this.

When Lan Xin raised her eyes, she happened to meet the man's bright black pupils. When she looked carefully, there was a familiar and tender meaning in them, and she couldn't help but smile.

Ning Yan looked at the girl's exquisite and picturesque facial features, which were smudged under the warm yellow light, which was as elegant and unique as an ink painting but without losing its charm. People radiate light.

Even if he sees her many times a day, he still feels that he can't get enough of her. Her every frown and smile are entangled in his heart, even if he dreams back at midnight, it still has a sweet taste.

The eyes are facing each other, the heart is silent, there is a touch of warmth flowing in the air, silently, but it penetrates into the heart.

Ning Yan's big bony hands resting on the sofa gently clasped the girl's head and moved towards him, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers, with endless lingering and love.

The man's fine hair rubbed against her forehead, bringing a slightly itchy feeling. Even though we were together every day and had countless intimate contacts than now, her heartbeat would still be unstoppable, and the ripples in her heart would still be rippling. open.

The girl's reddened cheeks pleased Ning Yan, and a deep and melodious laughter rang out in the living room, but before her laughter was over, a small hand slapped him on the face.

Ning Yan's face turned dark for a moment, and then turned from overcast to clear again in an instant, and he smiled more heartily than before. Lan Xin broke free from his hand, and hugged An An, also letting out a clear and sweet laugh.

"It's a skill, you dare to hit your father in the face at such a young age, will you be able to do it when you grow up?" Ning Yan raised his eyebrows, pinching An An's face, but there was no sense of blame in his tone.

Lan Xin picked An An up and kissed his innocent face, but the man beside him who was still smiling just now frowned slightly, with dissatisfaction in his tone: "Xin Xin, An An is a boy. "

Lan Xin was taken aback, and her innocent watery eyes blinked, puzzled.

Ning Yan's heart sank, he looked at the girl, then at An An in her arms, the mother and son both looked at him with the same clear brown pupils.

The man pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly to hide his unease: "Xinxin, you just need to kiss me, An'an is a boy, you'd better kiss him less in the future."

Lan Xin did not hide the astonishment on her face at all, and quickly came to a conclusion that Ning Yan seemed to be really jealous, and she was jealous of her own son.

She subconsciously hugged An An and raised it in front of his eyes. She said with a helpless smile: "Ning Yan, you can see clearly that this is your own son. Are you even jealous of him?"

The man frowned, as if he was really thinking about whether he should be jealous of his own son.

Lan Xin couldn't help laughing, even An An in his arms seemed to have noticed his father's displeasure, and stretched out his little hand to get close to him.