Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

Ye Shen's face was as usual, without too many ups and downs.

From time to time, the fingertips tapped on the table.

This slight sound also made Zhou Quan's heart inexplicably nervous.

After a long time, Ye Shen raised his eyes, looking at Zhou Quan in front of him with a piercing gaze.

Suddenly, Zhou Quan's heart tightened.

"Director Zhou, why lie to me?"

The tone of his voice was mixed with indifference, and those beautiful eyes were without warmth, directly hitting the depths of his heart.

In the next second, Ye Shen got up slowly, and his high heels stepped on the floor making loud noises, which was a bit of a violation in the empty and quiet office.

"Director Zhou, as far as I know, you and your wife divorced in the early years, and have been outsourcing lovers for these years, and Yingying and Yanyan continue."

"You lie, it's not true."

At that time, Ye Shen was standing behind Zhou's body.

After the words fell, she raised her hand and patted his shoulder.

The next moment, Zhou Quan was trembling with fright, and after regaining his composure, he quickly got up and apologized to Ye Shen remorsefully.

"Manager Ye, I was wrong. I was blinded by money. You can beat me and scold me. Don't confiscate the shares. I beg you."

The words are humble to the extreme.

Ye Shen rolled his lips and smiled, a lazy smile appeared on his fair face.

But if you look closely, you can see that her smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Director Zhou, Mingyuan has always acted in accordance with the rules, but in view of your contribution to the company in the past, I will revoke your position after careful consideration, but keep your 3% shares in Mingyuan."

Before her mother died, she made rules for Mingyuan.

The first rule is that company members are not allowed to betray the company and damage the company's interests for their own self-interest. If they violate it, their shares will be confiscated and their positions will be revoked.

This is a rule that all the old people know.

Zhou Quan committed a big taboo this time.

When Zhou Quan heard this, his face was full of guilt: "Manager Ye, thank you."

Then Zhou Quan looked at Ye Shen, who was in the main seat, and bowed to thank him.

The office was quiet again.

Ye Shen dialed the internal number and asked Secretary Chen to arrange another person to replace Zhouquan.

After hanging up, Ye Shen leaned on the back chair with indifferent eyes.

As for Zhou Quan, at first Ye Shen wanted to wipe out all the evil spirits in the company, but after careful consideration, he rejected this idea.

If you really do this, it will make people feel angry, and maybe you will be beaten up in the future, and Mingyuan will be contaminated with black material.

Instead, the gains outweigh the losses.

So giving a slap and a sweet date is the best way.

Maybe it will make him remember the goodness of the company.

On the other side, the Song family's old house.

Early in the morning, the sun slanted in, and Song Cheng woke up early.

Having lived with Ye Shen for a long time, Song Cheng is still not used to sleeping here alone.

He got up to wash up, and then went downstairs to go home.

Want to catch up with each other before going to work.

But as soon as he got downstairs, Song Zhishu stopped him.

"Acheng, you eat at home at noon, and leave after dinner." Song Zhishu grabbed his arm and ordered.

Hearing this, Song Cheng's brows and eyes were cold.

"Mom, I have something to eat."

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhishu's face was displeased.

"If you don't stay today, then you will just cut off the relationship with me just like your second brother."

The harsh words inevitably made Song Cheng frown slightly.

Helpless, Song Cheng could only stay.

At noon, Song Lin also returned to the old house. Seeing that Song Cheng hadn't left, he raised his eyebrows and sat beside him.

"It's strange, haven't you left yet?"

Hearing this, Song Cheng raised his eyes and sneered slightly: "Forced."

The indifferent voice was mixed with helplessness.

Seeing this, Song Lin smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

During lunch, Song Cheng looked at Lu Chacha next to him with a grim and unhappy expression.

But Song Zhishu still greeted Lu Chacha with a smile as if he didn't see it.

"Chacha, eat more, don't be restrained."

"Chacha, treat this place as your own home, don't be shy."

Song Cheng was so annoyed that he just wanted to get up and leave his seat when Song Lin opposite him stepped on his feet.

Song Lin shook his head slightly, his eyes suppressing him.

Helpless, Song Cheng suppressed his temper and finished the meal.

After dinner, Song Zhishu and Lu Chacha were chatting on the sofa, while Song Cheng strode away.

After leaving the old house, Song Cheng saw Song Lin sitting in the car smoking a cigarette with a dull and lonely expression on his face.

The smoke gradually made him blurry and indifferent.

Hearing the sound, Song Lin turned his head to look, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and waved at him: "Get in the car, I'll see you off."

Hearing this, Song Cheng nodded slightly.

The car sped away.

Inside the car, it's so quiet.

"Where are you going?" Song Lin asked first.

"Go back to Wancheng."

Hearing the sound, Song Lin frowned: "Aren't you going back to see your siblings?"

Hearing Ye Shen mentioned, Song Cheng smiled slightly: "At this point, she is in the company."

It happened to be a red light at this time, Song Lin turned to look at Song Cheng.

Seeing the smile on Song Cheng's face, he in the driver's seat unconsciously clenched his hands on the steering wheel, and the veins on his arms bulged one by one.

There was a hint of envy in his eyes.

I envy Song Cheng who can do everything for Ye Shen.

When the green light came on, Song Lin stepped on the accelerator and galloped out.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped under Wancheng Building.

Song Cheng got out of the car and took two steps. He stopped and looked at Song Lin in the car: "Brother, go ask for an answer before you put it down."

The implication is implied.

In the next second, Song Lin galloped away, but in a different direction from before.

The car stopped in front of a tube building.

He got out of the car, leaned against the car door, and smoked quietly, his black eyes bottomless.

When the people around saw the expensive cars and the outstanding people, they couldn't help being curious and discussing it.

The smoke gradually made his face even more indifferent.

At this moment, a familiar breath rushed into the tip of his nose.

He stubbed out the cigarette butt, slowly raised his eyes and looked forward.

When the woman opposite saw Song Lin, a look of shock appeared in her eyes, but the emotion was fleeting.

She brushed her hair coquettishly, treated him as air, and continued to walk forward without changing her expression.

But when passing by him, Song Lin reached out and grabbed her arm, pushed her directly against the car door, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"Jiang Li, are you getting married? Huh?" The indifferent tone was mixed with displeasure interrogation.

Jiang Li smiled slightly, his expression as usual.

"Song Lin, what do I have to do with you?"

In the next second, she pushed him away with all her strength: "Also, my husband and I are very affectionate, please don't bother me again."

Immediately, Jiang Li lifted his foot and left.

But before taking two steps, Song Lin stepped forward to stop her again, his eyes darkened.

"Jiang Li, if you dare to marry, believe it or not, I'll kill him?"

The lonely and gloomy voice fell, with a hint of domineering.

Hearing this, Jiang Li raised the corners of his lips and said calmly, "Song Lin, if you want me to hate you, you can try."

In an instant, the two looked at each other, and the anger in their eyes did not give way to the other.