One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

The man was unmoved, still staring at his documents meticulously, without even lifting his eyelids, very indifferent.

After a while, he opened his thin lips lightly, let out a low and magnetic voice, and ordered in a cold voice, "Get out."

After hearing this, Zhuang Chuchu pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. It's fine if she didn't reply to the message, but she was so indifferent when she came to the door.

If she was obedient, then she would not be Zhuang Chuchu. Immediately, she pushed the door open and walked in swaggeringly.

"are you hungry?"

Zhuang Chuchu walked to the desk, bent her body, propped her chin on the table with both hands, looked at the man with bright eyes and asked expectantly.

At this time, the man's cold and deep eyes swept towards Zhuang Chuchu, and a second later, he suddenly stood up with the document, and said a few words lightly, "I'm full."

You must stand up suddenly, your eyes have been following the movement of the man's figure.

It wasn't until she stopped in front of the bookshelf that she stood up again and followed quickly, and said in a slightly coquettish voice, "But I'm very hungry."

Long Muyun didn't react at all, he calmly took out a book from the bookshelf and opened it, lightly parted his thin lips, and said casually, "That's your business, go find something to eat in the lounge by yourself."

"Can you be a little bit more conscientious? I'm so happy that I didn't eat a few bites because I'm going to work here today. As the boss, you can take me to eat with me as compensation, eh? OK?"

Zhuang Chuchu pouted dissatisfiedly, snatched the book from the man's hand, and begged pitifully.

However, Long Muyun is Long Muyun after all, a famous iceberg, and even a sharp and wise businessman.

Those sharp eyes fell straight on Zhuang Chuchu, stared at her for a while, and then raised his eyebrows in a deep voice, "I'll give you two options, one is to walk out of my office, and the other is to walk out of my office. Long's going out, I don't know what Miss Zhuang wants?"

Zhuang Chuchu was really stared at by his blade-like eyes. Hearing what he said, the expression of being pitiful just dissipated, and changed into a flattering expression, "Hee hee, I always like the principle of proximity, I choose one .”

After speaking, obediently stuffed the book into Long Muyun's hands, and walked out quickly, lest the man would catch up and make her choose again.

Long Muyun stared at that petite figure, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his black eyes were as deep as a pool, and his thoughts could not help drifting to deep memories.

Three months ago, New York, USA.

That day, it was a fine day with clear skies, he was free to take a walk in the park near the hotel, he stopped and walked, and finally sat on a bench.

At this moment, a man and a woman passed in front of him. The girl had the kind of face that one could find amazing at a glance, while the boy looked a bit ordinary.

It wasn't just that that caught his attention, it was more about the impatient and annoyed look on the girl's face.

"Don't follow me anymore, didn't I tell you very clearly just now?"

The woman shook off the man's hand and blurted out fluent English, her tone full of anger.

"Abby, I don't believe it, are your feelings for me fake these days?"

The foreign man seemed a little excited, looking at the woman with hurt eyes.

The woman hooked her lips, showed a contemptuous first smile, raised her eyebrows and said, "Emotion? Why do you think I will fall in love with you? I have no fun, I just like to play tricks, but I didn't expect that, you are so Without self-knowledge, you are really asking for trouble.”