The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

"Be careful on the road." Meng Zimo waved at An Yuhan, and the two smiled at each other and said goodbye.

After watching the two people leave through the side door of the exhibition hall, Meng Zimo lost interest in staying here any longer.

"Let's go! Let's retreat too." Chen Yuye held Meng Zimo's hand. She had a delicate little face, her cherry lips slightly opened, and she looked up with excitement.

Her peach blossom eyes looked at him with watery eyes, "Is it really okay?"

Chen Yuye was so mesmerized by her every move and smile that he lost his composure, "Of course."

Her eyes were as watery as a pool of spring water that made people indulge in it, and her tender and tempting lips were still slightly parted.

Chen Yuye stared at her motionlessly, without even looking at his eyes as he walked, "Be careful." There was a step ahead. Fortunately, Meng Zimo noticed that he was looking at her stupidly, otherwise she would have fallen.

"It's true that the man is in love and the woman is interested!" A female voice came out suddenly, and it sounded particularly creepy in this dim corridor.

Meng Zimo couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body.

The two turned to look at the person who came.

Fortunately, it’s not a ghost, but there aren’t too many ghosts around.

Xing Menghuan stood in the backlight, looking seductive in a black tight skirt, with heavy makeup on her face, which made her look somewhat charming.

Chen Yuye did not turn around to look, but just watched the changes on Meng Zimo's face with interest. For a moment, she showed five different expressions.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Meng Zimo asked suddenly.

Only after asking did she feel that she might be sick.

"Heh." Xing Menghuan walked towards them with a smile, as if she had heard a huge joke. She just glanced at Meng Zimo and then looked at Chen Yuye.

It has to be said that just a glance was enough to amaze Xing Menghuan, and she didn't even dare to look at her again.

Meng Zimo gave people a distant feeling, making people want to get close to her but not dare to. "Is this your wife?" She wouldn't believe it unless she heard Chen Yuye's answer in person.

It's just as rigid as the old saying that one won't cry until he sees the coffin.

Meng Zimo frowned. She didn't think much of the contempt for her, but she was looking at her husband now!

The meaning of feelings is different, okay?

"Are you talking to me?" He actually communicated with him without referring to me, which made Meng Zimo uncomfortable.

Not to mention whether Chen Yuye dared to speak, even if he wanted to, she wouldn't let him.

Chen Yuye put his hands in his pockets with interest, looking at Meng Zimo's angry eyes, and he actually felt a hint of sweetness spreading in his heart.

Xing Menghuan frowned again. She just stared at Chen Yuye and had no intention of speaking.

Chen Yuye's face still amazed her. They used to be an enviable couple. The strange thing was that her vanity was at work. She wanted to stimulate Chen Yuye's feelings for her, so she had an ambiguous relationship with other men.

"Have you asked me before looking at my husband like that?" Meng Zimo stretched out her hand to block the 1.89-meter-tall Chen Yuye.

She tried to cover his face with her hands to stop her from looking.

Xing Menghuan curled her lips, "You actually still like girls with this kind of personality."

I have to say that Meng Zimo has a strange personality that doesn't match her appearance.

With her cold appearance, she should be the kind of person who doesn't talk much and does things slowly, but Meng Zimo's actions don't fit the description.

It's strange that he looks like he's full of knowledge, but he gives people a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

"Do you know the relationship between him and me?" Xing Menghuan retracted his gaze and focused on Meng Zimo again.

"It has nothing to do with me. He is my husband and my man now. Others' coveting of him is disrespectful to me. Please go and look at other people, young lady!" Meng Zimo put down her hands and patted them, then intimately took Chen Yuye's arm and leaned against each other intimately.

"Okay, okay! After all, we were even more ambiguous in the past than you are now." Xing Menghuan glanced at Chen Yuye and left with a wry smile. She didn't know why she felt a little jealous in her heart.

I didn’t expect that I would still be moved when seeing you again after so many years apart. Chen Yuye, are you really my destiny?

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Time goes back to Chen Yuye’s high school days.

"Wow! That handsome guy from Class 2, Grade 3 is playing basketball again?"

"It's him, it's him. Wow, so handsome! The guy next to him is also handsome."

Xing Menghuan was the type of rich lady. As soon as she came out of the toilet, she heard the girls watching the ball game in the corridor chattering non-stop.

She also looked towards the playground curiously. She saw a dense crowd of people surrounding the basketball court, which would occasionally trigger a wave of cheers.

I saw a thin figure passing through the crowd and dunking the ball into the basket.

Suddenly, the crowd surged. As the bell rang, Xing Menghuan also returned to the classroom. She took an inadvertent glimpse and could not forget it for a long time. In addition, the girls in the class talked about it, and they became more and more curious.

How handsome does this guy have to be to be talked about like this?

As time passed, Xing Menghuan felt as if she could see Chen Yuye all the time.

Finally, one day when Xing Menghuan was queuing for food and chatting with friends, Chen Yuye and his gang also happened to come to eat.

When their eyes met, Xing Menghuan felt that they were the only two people left in the world.

His handsome appearance attracted her deeply.

"Huan, it's time to get food." Xing Menghuan's friend pushed her, and she hurriedly looked away. High school love was a symbol of purity and beauty.

This age is just the age when people have infinite aspirations for the future.

Since then, Xing Menghuan has been secretly watching Chen Yuye intentionally or unintentionally. During an evening study session, Xing Menghuan added Chen Yuye as a friend in the nearby friends list.

She asked for Chen Yuye’s WeChat only after she found out that he was Chen Yuye’s friend.

After three days of studying, she finally passed. The excited Xing Menghuan treated her best friend to a meal that day.

"Huan, why are you so happy?"

"Nothing, nothing."

After much persuasion from Xing Menghuan, Chen Yuye and Xing Menghuan finally got together. Chen Yuye was not very open to her at the beginning, and the two of them walked around the playground three times together.

During this time, Xing Menghuan was the only one who kept finding topics to talk about and did nothing else. Xing Menghuan actually wanted to do something, after all, there was nothing wrong with a kiss between lovers.

It was late at night, and they saw several couples kissing passionately while walking on the playground.

It was impossible for her to say that she didn't want to, but she didn't dare to say anything because of her face.

Xing Menghuan is one grade younger than Chen Yuye, so Chen Yuye treats her like a younger sister and blocks her eyes when he sees someone kissing him.

"Don't pay attention to these things. It's time to study more now." Chen Yuye is a top student in the school and has a bright future.

However, Xing Menghuan had no interest in studying and even fell asleep in class.

After listening to Chen Yuye's words, Xing Menghuan decided to work hard, but who knew that this perseverance would be defeated the next day.