The Almighty Wife explodes

Chen Song let out a long cry, and there was still a sense of loss in his words.

"So it's just a cold and a fever, and I'm not pregnant. It's really a pity."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, then hurriedly said: "Then you have to hurry up."

Hurry up!
This man is unhealthy!
The veins on Gu Yancheng's forehead popped up, "Chen Song!"

he yelled warningly.

Chen Song disarmed and surrendered, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about this kind of thing anymore. Since Ms. Meng is fine and not pregnant, then I will go and clarify it, and I will also send a lawyer's letter to the person who spread the rumors. I will take care of everything. It's done."

Gu Yancheng cherished words like gold and hummed.

Chen Song's giggle came from the other side of the phone, "I can take care of these things, so can you tell me, President, when will you come back to deal with the company's affairs? Recently, the company has become busy again. You... "

Before Chen Song finished speaking, Gu Yancheng hung up the phone without mercy.

He just wants to stay at home now.

And those urgent documents will be taken to his home for processing, and those that are not urgent, he will take time to deal with them.

There will be no delay in work.

It's just that the work of Chen Song's assistant is going to be a little tiring.

Meng Yao grabbed Gu Yancheng's sleeve with a half-smile, "Why are you hanging up so fast, he still wants you to go to the company."

"No." Gu Yancheng flatly refused, "Your illness is still not cured, so I won't go to the company."

"I'm already recovered. I don't have a fever. If you don't believe me, you can touch my forehead. I'm really almost recovered."

Gu Yancheng, "."

He was very unhappy, with a straight face.

"Fever often recurs, I still have to watch you at home, and I have dealt with the important things a few days ago, and the rest of the unimportant ones, it doesn't matter if they are left there."

Meng Yao still wanted to persuade him.

As a result, the man firmly held her wrist, his eyes were as deep as a puddle of ink, and he looked straight at her.

"You have to tell me that I want to be with you and cling to you all the time, so that you are willing? Huh?"

The lust in his eyes can almost turn into substance.

Meng Yao got stuck for a moment.

She shook her head subconsciously, "No, no."

"Nothing?" Gu Yancheng approached her cheek, and she could clearly see her reflection in the man's dark eyes.

Meng Yao looked away in a panic, "I mean, yes, yes, I like to cling to you too, it's fine if you don't go to work, we two cling to each other every day, um, that's what I mean .”

"Do you think I will believe it?" Gu Yancheng snorted softly, with a very dissatisfied expression.

The woman in front of her wished that he would go to work early so that she could be at ease.

Meng Yao laughed out loud, she turned her head and said with a smile.

"Oh, I really can't lie, and I don't believe my own words."

"Meng Yao!" Gu Yancheng's anger rose slowly.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Meng Yao wanted to run away, but the man firmly held her wrist and pressed her on the sofa.

Looking at the man above, she fell into panic.

"Gu Yancheng, come down for me!"

Gu Yancheng was pressing on her body, how could that posture be so embarrassing!
Meng Yao blushed.

"Aren't you willing to let me go even if I'm sick?" She is still having a fever!