Boss on top: My wife is too hot

Jiang Xiyuan has an elegant and quiet temperament, full of talent, and she is the No. 1 girl in Ningcheng, and she deserves her name.

Although I am a bit stubborn inside, I will not do some outrageous things that hurt myself, but after all, I still feel uncomfortable in the face of this kind of misunderstanding.

Since Zhang Bo knew it well, but he refused to express it. As a bystander, Zhou You saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't make a decision for Zhang Bo.

Is it really so difficult for two people to be together?
"You know better than me?" After a long silence, Zhang Bo gently opened his white teeth, and cold words popped out from between his teeth, without any emotion.

A few words shocked Zhou You, and he consciously lowered his eyes and remained silent.

It seemed that he really touched something that Zhang Bo didn't want to touch.

"You only need to be in charge of the Rolls-Royce, and I know the rest." He said it again, with a colder voice.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I'll do it right away." Faced with such a cold state, Zhou You had no choice but to nod his head.

After Zhou You left, Zhang Bo took out his mobile phone again, and after a while, he still threw it on the table.

Turn the chair around to face the French windows.

It seems that everything is under his feet, but, it seems that he has nothing.

Irritable, restless, frowning, deep marks printed.

For so many years, this was the first time that he was so entangled.

Looking up, he suppressed the depression in his chest, and finally, it turned into a heavy gasp.

waiting room.

Sitting in the leather chair, Jiang Xiyuan looked at the man who was sitting casually and elegantly flipping through the newspaper. She had a lonely expression and a feeling of being forced and helpless.

The lights are bright, reflecting Ye Shenghao's face, which is indeed the material to be envied by nature.

Slightly lowered eyes, long eyelashes, highlighting the deep texture of the pupils, high nose bridge, full of heroic spirit, condensed with the natural arrogance, revealing the elegance of nobility.

He is at ease, with his legs casually resting on the footstool, and occasionally putting down the newspaper and flipping it to one side is a noble act.His complexion is moist and graceful.

This appearance, in the eyes of anyone, is a face that licks the screen.

But Jiang Xiyuan didn't like it, how could he be happy and carefree?

From the moment the taxi was stopped, Jiang Xiyuan felt uncomfortable all over, and it was clear in her speech that Ye Shenghao knew what was on her mind and wanted to annoy her on purpose.

The point is, she can't be angry yet. In the final analysis, Ye Shenghao's series of arrangements is nothing more than to let her relax. It's hard for her to be so considerate, and she has no reason to blame her.

Jiang Xiyuan understands this in her heart, but, can one not lose a love and hurt a relationship?
Nested at home to heal, is it still afraid that she will be overwhelmed for a while, what to do?
In her eyes, did she really think that Jiang Xiyuan's heart was so fragile that she would not cherish herself so much?
For a while, I wanted to block up, feeling a little melancholy.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom." Jiang Xiyuan felt uncomfortable physically and mentally, and stood up with a tense face, which was hard to get rid of.

"Your hands are inconvenient, do you want to find a staff member to accompany you?" The man who looked down at the newspaper raised his chin, gently gathered the paper pages in both hands, and looked through the remaining cracks.

After all, he was also worried about her.

Thinking that it was inconvenient for him to participate in such a matter, he could only trouble the female staff.

"No, I'm not really so delicate, I don't need special care." Jiang Xiyuan raised her hand to stop, her eyes were full of inspection, and her words were firm, "I have nothing but my passport. Now I even have my passport with you. Where else can I go?"

Although I was aggrieved, but thinking about it carefully, it was because I didn't control my emotions well.

Staying in Ningcheng, Zhang Bo's gossip news happened every now and then, causing trouble.Even if she can bear it, there is a limit.

Leaving for a few days may also be the best decision.

Ye Shenghao looked at her.

With a slim figure, any outfit can also show charm.

At this moment, a pair of jeans with a T-shirt, small high heels and a ponytail is youthful and elegant.

It's just that the little expression was too vivid, she was obviously angry, but she was holding back, but this time, there was a strong element of coquettishness.

"Are you sure?" Ye Chenghao hooked his lips, and naturally raised a mysterious smile.

"What's there to hesitate about?" Jiang Xiyuan was a little indifferent, feeling that he was worrying too much. "As long as Mr. Ye is not angry, it will be the best."

I really want to complain about him, but I can't think of better words, so I can only grit my teeth secretly and pretend to be ruthless.

"Okay, it's up to you." Ye Shenghao's smile remained undiminished, his eyes curved into just the right arc as if he could speak.

It seems a bit deliberate to say too much.

That stubborn and arrogant look made Ye Chenghao's body sink down again, and he continued to lazily sit in the leather chair, spreading out the newspaper in his hand, and reading.

Jiang Xiyuan also stopped talking, turned around and took a step, and opened the private bathroom door of the VIP room.

However, when she took off her trousers, seeing the blood red that was unexpectedly stained, her expression froze, and her whole body was extremely messy.

I finally understood the reason for my discomfort, and my aunt reported it on time. However, the suitcase stuffed with sanitary napkins was left in the taxi, and now the underwear is also dirty.

What was even more frightening was that when Jiang Xiyuan reached for the paper towels in the drawer, there was only one empty roll left, and the paper towels had been used up.

Immediately, his face turned pale, and the corners of his lips, which were still tensed before, twitched fiercely.

If there is anything more embarrassing than this, it is that in the VIP independent waiting room, there is only one man sitting casually reading a newspaper!
I started to regret it, why didn't I promise Ye Shenghao and ask a staff member to accompany me!
How to do?
What exactly?
The more I thought about it, the more embarrassing I felt, and finally my cheeks flushed, and even my throat became dry.

The ants in the hot pot are impatient.

In the end, I had to squat on the toilet, silent, wanting to cry but no tears.

In the leather chair, Ye Shenghao glanced at the newspaper, then at the closed bathroom door, lowered his eyelids, and then looked at the time on his watch.

The eyebrows are slightly heavy. I have been there for a long time. Is there something wrong?
I thought, during this period of time, I haven't eaten much, lack of nutrition, will I faint?

Put your legs down, fold the reading in your hand, put it neatly in place, and get up and take a walk.

The process is quick and elegant.

Curling her fingertips slightly, she tapped on the door twice, "Okay?"

Jiang Xiyuan, who was squatting on the toilet, felt her heart tremble when she heard the two noises. She tugged at the hem of her trousers nervously and stared blankly at the door.

Embarrassment spread endlessly.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Jiang Xiyuan responded eagerly.

Before, there have been cases of "being in the middle of the heart", and now this situation has appeared again, Jiang Xiyuan is really, it's hard to describe!

"Oh." In response, there seemed to be slight footsteps.

Jiang Xiyuan's pupils were wide open, and her heart was anxious.

gone?

So what does she do?
There are thousands of words in my heart, I can't wait to bite the tip of my tongue, how can I open my mouth?
She was the one who said not to help, and she is the one who needs help now. She could almost imagine the evil smile on Ye Shenghao's cold face.