Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"How is it possible? He has been looking for you for six years, and he has also been waiting for you for six years." Lance watched Ji Chenhao's past few years with his own eyes, and felt sorry for Luo Qiu'an's almost unfeeling words, "You can I know, when you left, the CEO almost collapsed, and last time, when you disappeared suddenly, he and Huo Zihan drank all night."

Ji Chenhao doesn't drink or smoke, and is very self-sufficient. How could she not know that Luo Qiu'an has always memorized his preferences, but being reminded by others is another matter. She said contemptuously, " But he's not doing well right now."

You can still rob me of my son.

She paused for two seconds and then continued, "If it's really like what you said, he loves me as deeply as the sea, then what's the matter with the lace news all over the sky? The love is too far-fetched."

Lance understood a little now, frowned, and smiled, "An An, you still care about the president, don't you?"

Luo Qiuan refused to admit it, and continued to pretend to eat, covering up the secret that was accidentally revealed.

If Sister Lance told Ji Chenhao about this incident with embellishment, maybe the peacock's tail would be revealed immediately.

The pregnant woman ate less and more meals. She had already eaten almost, so she had to put down the bowl and chopsticks, peeked at Lance hesitantly, and finally gritted her teeth and shouted, "Miss Lance, I just said that, it's nothing to worry about." I hope you don’t misunderstand me, Ji Chenhao and I are people on two parallel lines, so.”

Could you please not tell him this.

In the end, she was still too embarrassed to say the following words.

Lance smiled slightly. The little girl is already a mother, and she is still as cute as ever. He teased her, "An'an, have you ever heard a sentence that explaining is tantamount to covering up. Let me think about it when you explain it so hard. Is there a lot to cover up?"

Luo Qiuan blushed, and coquettishly called out, "Sister Lance." Please let me go.

Lance also stopped teasing her, and found that she didn't eat much, so he asked, "Are you full?"

Luo Qiuan's eyelids closed, the less she knew about her pregnancy, the better, so she just nodded.

Looking at the things left on the table, Lance looked at her, who was much thinner than before, and asked with concern, "Why do you eat so little? It doesn't suit your appetite? Lose weight?"

How should she tell the sister in front of her that she used to eat a lot because she was in the middle of pregnancy and when the baby was growing.

"I haven't lost weight, but I just can't eat, maybe I'm hungry."

After Luo Qiu'an finished speaking, he started yawning constantly, and felt sleepy when the time came, and he was very punctual.

Lance asked her to go in and rest for a while, Ji Chenhao should not come back for a while.

Luo Qiuan had seen how difficult Ji Zhiyuan and his group were, and instead of leaving, he pretended to ask unintentionally, "Have they always been like this?"

"Who are you referring to?" Lance frowned, looking at her.

Luo Qiuan avoided her gaze, his brows pretended to be lazy, and he replied in a low voice, "I just think that Wenqing has been gone for so many years, and the family is still like this, which is boring."

Speaking of Ji Wenqing, that man who was so gentle and gentle to her, Luo Qiuan exudes a touch of sadness.

After coming back for so long, it's time to see him.

Lance has seen with his own eyes that Ji Wenqing treats An An well, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is no less than her boss.

Thinking of Ji Wenqing, Luo Qiuan lost all sleepiness and got up to leave.

"Aren't you waiting for the president?" Lance also stood up, seeing that her face was not very good, he was very worried.

Luo Qiuan was silent.

Can she tell Lance that she is going to see Ji Wenqing?
Obviously, no.

I could only try my best to pull out a pale smile that was uglier than crying, "I want to visit my grandma, Sister Lance, please help me tell him that I will come back tomorrow, and this time I must pick up Xiaobao."

Ji Chenhao already knew everything, Luo Qiuan believed that he would take good care of the child.

Forget it, let the father and son spend another day together!
Lance knew that she was going to leave, so he couldn't keep her, and he didn't intend to obey Ji Chenhao's order and force her to stay, but there were some things that she had to let her understand.

"An'an, the president really loves you. In the year you just left, he frantically searched for you all over the world, and those news are completely different from the actual situation."

Luo Qiuan sneered, "What's the difference?"

There is never a shortage of women around him, in her opinion, they are all the same.

"Because, the heroines of the news all look like you, or face, or eyes, or a smile, but if they just act like you, the president will keep them in his collection, but he never touched them."

"Then should I be grateful to him? He has never cared whether others want it or not, and whether they are willing to accept it." Luo Qiuan was shocked by what he heard, and at the same time resented the man's domineering devotion.

What Ji Wenqing did was already too much for her to bear, and with the addition of Ji Chenhao, what she owed would never be finished.

If so, choose to ignore it.

Reining in her emotions, she then said indifferently, "I'm leaving."

Regardless of Lance's slightly opened mouth behind her, it can be said that she ran away, because the more she listened, the softer her heart became, and the more she would sink.

Ji Chenhao has been sitting in the conference room for two hours, his heart is flustered, and he doesn't know what happened to the women in the office.

Thinking of her distraught appearance when she left, his chest felt uncomfortable.

Ji Zhiyuan babbled a lot by himself, which probably meant that Ji Chenhao didn't manage the company properly, he had to manage it himself, or let someone else manage it.

A few old foxes who are a little heavy look at me, I look at you, and finally they all look at the rightful owner sitting in the middle, waiting for Ji Chenhao to express his opinion.

It made Ji Zhiyuan very embarrassed. No matter what, he is now the largest shareholder of Changyuan Group after Ji Chenhao. He sternly shouted, "What are you looking at him for? I am protecting the interests of shareholders for you. Look at him, fuck him!" Ass."

All the foul language burst out, everyone was startled, and their faces became extremely ugly.

One of them said dissatisfiedly, "It's this kind of trick again. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have pretended to be sick. It's a waste of time."

"That's right." The person next to him immediately echoed, "The president clearly manages the company well, but the old man really likes to mess around."

Fortunately, he figured out that such a large group company should be handed over to a third-party organization.

But a discerning person can tell at a glance that Ji Lao has nothing to do and just wants to fight for power with his son.

Wang Minzhen also came, but this time she didn't sing with Ji Zhiyuan's wife in a high-profile way like before, but chose to sit at the back.

The kind you wouldn't notice if you didn't look carefully.

With a sarcastic face, he looked at the two people who were talking with disdain, "Who are you talking about? Do you still want to do it here?"