The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

After Lu Heng hung up the phone and came back, his face turned ugly.

Sun Mo immediately asked: "Mr. Lu, what happened? Are you feeling sick to your stomach again? I'll buy you medicine."

The woman looked anxious and was about to leave after speaking.

But he was caught by Lu Heng.

"Need not."

Pu Wanyue's words still echoed in Lu Heng's mind.

——"Lu Heng, I'm going to die."

How can it be?

How could Pu Wanyue die?

impossible!

She must be kidding!

Lu Heng clenched his fists with a sinister look on his face. He suddenly forgot that he came here to discuss cooperation with Xinsen today.

Xie Yanci said calmly: "Mr. Lu, just get busy if you have something to do. We'll talk about cooperation later."

It is impossible for him to cooperate with Guangrong Group.

Although the conditions offered by the other party are very tempting, it is not necessary for him.

Lu Heng was anxious.

He put aside this troublesome matter for the time being, "Mr. Xie, I'm fine. We can talk now. Our glory really wants to cooperate with Xinsen..."

Xie Yanci's attitude of refusing to eat or drink made Lu Heng even more annoyed.

His prominent veins showed his mood at the moment.

If this were the case when he was eighteen or nineteen years old, he would have punched him without saying anything.

But it's different now.

Xie Yanci has a great background. It is said that he is the child of the top wealthy Xie family.

And Xie Yanchuan is still his brother.

Who can afford it?

Sun Mo also came over to help talk.

She is pretty, and she doesn't speak in a whiny voice. She has a normal, sweet female voice.

“Mr.

Xie Yanci curled his lips sarcastically.

Rui Feng's narrow eyes shone with cold light, and what he said did not give any face to the two of them at all.

"What does it have to do with me that he stayed up late? I put a knife on his neck and forced him? 64%? Do I lack this little money? I never cooperate with people with bad moral character."

The last sentence obviously means something.

The person who came to discuss cooperation with Xinsen Technology was Lu Heng. Didn't Xie Yanci refer to him as having bad moral character?

Lu Heng lost his temper and couldn't bear this kind of personal insult.

The originally calm and calm expression was replaced by anger.

He stared at the thank you banquet, his eyes full of sinister fervor.

Lu Heng laughed angrily.

His eyes fell on the intertwined hands of Xie Yanci and Meng Xingluan, and he mocked: "Am I morally corrupt? Is Mr. Xie talking about himself? He was flirting with his assistant in broad daylight, and he was not afraid of others behind his back. Criticism.”

Meng Xingluan stopped typing with one hand, and a question mark slowly appeared.

she? assistant?

Which eye did Lu Heng see?

Meng Xingluan looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.

Xie Yanci said: "I didn't expect Mr. Lu to be blind because of his poor brain. This is my fiancée. Just because you like to hang out with your assistants doesn't mean that everyone is like you."

Lu Heng clenched his fist.

He had never heard of Xie Yanci having a fiancée.

and also.

What does Xie Yanci mean?

Does it mean that he and Sun Mo are getting together?

Most of the arrogance in his heart was suddenly extinguished.

Recently... he has indeed been very close to Sun Mo, and sometimes he does have other thoughts.

But once he thought of Pu Wanyue, Lu Heng flinched again.

Thinking of this, Lu Heng became more confident.

He was no longer polite.

“Mr. We were honored to extend an olive branch, but I wanted to be friends with you, Mr.

Lu Heng finished all the words in one breath, his mouth was dry.

Sun Mo was stunned.

"Assistant Sun, let's go."

Lu Heng and others had already reached the door, and only then did Sun Mo react and follow quickly.

As soon as the door opened, Meng Xingluan called Lu Heng.

Lu Heng turned around and met the woman's cold, unwavering eyes.

She said: "Mr. Lu, your girlfriend is really going to die."

……

*

In the afternoon, Meng Xingluan had been communicating with Pu Wanyue on his mobile phone.

She was waiting for the thank you banquet to leave work.

They were sitting in the lounge. Maybe it was too boring, so Meng Xingluan took off his mask.

The beautiful, unpainted face was exposed to the air.

The person who came in to pour tea was immediately stunned.

She held back her excitement and couldn't wait to leave after pouring for Meng Xingluan.

Then, she sent a message to the company’s private group.

[Guess who Mr. Xie’s girlfriend is! You'll never guess it! 】

【who is it? 】

[Do you know Mr. Xie’s girlfriend? 】

【Say it quickly! 】

[Do you know the most popular Master Meng on the Internet? She is our Mr. Xie’s girlfriend! 】

She must have read it right!

There are very few people in the world who are as stunning as Master Meng. Now, even if they are waiting in the lounge, it is impossible for them to admit that they are mistaken for their own parents, Meng Xingluan!

One sentence made the whole group go crazy.

【real or fake? Mr. Xie’s girlfriend is Meng Xingluan? Don't get it wrong. 】

[If you don’t believe it, go and see for yourself in the lounge. Master Meng is sitting there. 】

[I believe you, Mr. Xie is so awesome. He even defeated Master Meng... Let me tell the truth, you must not take screenshots. Mr. Xie looks so sick and weak. If he makes Master angry, he will only get beaten. share? 】

The whole afternoon the company was in a lively discussion about this matter.

Fishing all afternoon, working overtime at the crematorium.

All unfinished work must be completed overtime.

A quarter of an hour before leaving get off work, Meng Xingluan entered Xie Yanci's office.

The man is working hard.

More than half of the files piled up there have been processed.

"Luan Luan."

Hearing the sound, Xie Yanci immediately raised his head.

The cold expression melted the moment he saw Meng Xingluan.

"You work first, and then go have dinner after you finish reading."

Meng Xingluan walked to the opposite side of his desk and sat down.

"it is good."

Xie Yanci's signing speed was obviously faster.

Meng Xingluan was bored waiting, and there happened to be several signed documents in front of him.

One of them was spread out on the signed page, and most of the writing was suppressed.

The originally casual expression suddenly turned serious when he touched the tip of his pen.

Meng Xingluan reached out and took it away.

The handwriting came into view clearly, matching the one in my memory.