The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

"I know, I know. Isn't that because of your hard work?" Chen Yuye smiled awkwardly.

Because Chen Yuye was too passionate, Meng Zimo's waist was almost broken, her legs were weak and powerless, and her whole body felt a little light.

After rubbing her thigh for a long time without any relief, he took the initiative to carry her downstairs.

"How dare you say that? Don't come next time." Thinking back to what happened in the studio just now, she couldn't help but blush.

Fortunately, the strong night wind was able to blow away some of the heat on my face.

The next morning, Meng Zimo arrived at the studio first, opened the windows for ventilation, and after finishing a series of things, she sat down steadily at her desk.

Then she took out her cell phone and asked An Yuhan to bring her breakfast.

Ten minutes later, An Yuhan appeared in front of Meng Zimo with breakfast, "Wow! It's so rare! Today, I asked you to bring breakfast. How come your wife-loving man didn't make you a loving breakfast today?"

Meng Zimo glanced at her and said, "There will always be a day when you get lazy and get tired of eating. Let's change the taste."

An Yuhan tilted her head, "Ah! Mo'er, what happened to your neck? Was it bitten by a dog?"

Meng Zimo touched her neck in panic. She had tried her best to cover it, could there be some leakage?

An Yuhan saw Meng Zimo touching her neck and fiddling with it in front of the small mirror on the table, "Why are you hiding it? It's not like we're having an underground relationship."

"This bastard, really is one." Meng Zimo was furious.

An Yuhan widened his eyes and said, "You have offended him, why did he cover you like this?" Chen Yuye usually seems like an ascetic man.

Meng Zimo kept whining but couldn't explain anything. Did Chen Yuye torture her until midnight last night?

Meng Zimo was so angry that she got up early in the morning and ignored him.

"Hi, it's early, two beauties!" At this time, Duan Shengpei interrupted the bottom-line conversation between the two.

"Good morning." The two people greeted in unison, and An Yuhan also walked back to his seat. The few of them started to busy themselves with breakfast and no one spoke.

When Fan Wenjuan arrived, several people were eating quietly, "Mo'er, you came quite early today!"

"Well, get up early and breathe some fresh air." Meng Zimo replied while continuing to eat breakfast and staring at the computer.

The phone on the table was still buzzing and vibrating. Meng Zimo picked up the phone and opened it. All the messages were from Chen Yuye.

"Baby, I was wrong. Why did you go to work by yourself?"

"Baby, you haven't eaten breakfast yet?"

"I'll order you whatever you want to eat."

"Stop being angry, okay?"

"..."

The more he talked, the more he strayed from the track. Meng Zimo ignored him and replied, "I ate it."

So that he won’t order takeout randomly.

The originally quiet studio was startled by An Yuhan's exclamation.

"Ah!" An Yuhan's sudden scream scared the people present so much that their breakfast almost dropped out of their mouths.

Meng Zimo stretched her head out and frowned.

Duan Shengpei looked up in confusion, "What happened?"

An Yuhan covered her mouth and looked at Fan Wenjuan, and Fan Wenjuan's face turned red.

"Xiao Juanjuan, you are in love." An Yuhan couldn't believe it.

Meng Zimo blinked her big eyes curiously, "Really, Wenjuan?"

Meng Zimo never cared about these things, but she was happy when her good friend had someone she liked.

"Yeah, we've just been together for a short time." Fan Wenjuan spoke in a lower and lower voice, and everyone knew that she must be shy.

An Yuhan patted her shoulder heavily and sat down. "You should also fall in love, otherwise your good time will be wasted."

"Where are you from?" Duan Shengpei was also very curious.

Fan Wenjuan blushed and whispered, "My neighbor over there."

"Wow! That's even better. Bring her out to see me next time." Meng Zimo would also like to check on her.

"Are you chasing him or is he chasing you?" An Yuhan seemed to care a lot about this issue.

"We went to the same university, we just met a while ago and started chatting, and then he pursued me." Fan Wenjuan is a slow-warm type, and it takes her a long time to get along with people she is not familiar with.

She is also slow to warm up to guys. When she was in college, she was more extroverted, but now she is cold and introverted. She doesn't like to talk but she is still very gentle.

"Wow! Doesn't that mean Yu Han is the only single guy in the studio?" Duan Shengpei suddenly exclaimed, then looked at An Yu Han jokingly.

An Yuhan rolled her eyes at him and said, "How come you have a girlfriend?"

Duan Shengpei was not to be outdone, "I am a sunny and handsome man."

An Yuhan almost vomited. She made a vomiting expression and glared at him. "If your eyes are not good, go see a doctor. Don't delay the treatment."

Duan Shengpei shrugged indifferently, "I am still very confident in myself. But you, it's time to fall in love, otherwise all the good men will be taken away by others."

"Just take it away! I don't want it." An Yu snorted, not wanting to talk nonsense with him. "Besides, am I afraid that no one will want it?"

Duan Shengpei: "Wow, that's amazing."

Meng Zimo felt a special kind of pleasure listening to the two people bickering. Duan Shengpei and An Yuhan were both extroverts. An Yuhan loved to gossip and talk, while Duan Shengpei loved to chat and would respond to anything. When they were around, the room would generally not be too quiet.

It's in the dance studio that I shine.

After An Xijie and Xuan Ran got married, Xuan Caoyuan and his wife had no plans to go back.

I called Ahn Hee-jae the day after my wedding.

Knowing that the other person was getting married, the couple was so wicked that they called An Xijie at around seven in the morning.

An Xijie was hugging Xuan Ran and having a sweet dream. When he heard the phone ring, a thousand words of "Alpaca" ran wildly in his heart.

"Hey! Who is that?" Who disturbed my sweet dream? It better be serious, otherwise I'll be crushed to death in minutes.

An Xijie went through hundreds of ideas of silencing the witness in his mind.

"Xiaojie! It's me, Dad."

Dad? What the hell.

An Xijie: "..."

He was so angry that he hung up the phone.

What? Dad, what a psychopath this morning.

Are scam calls so rare now? They all start claiming to be dads.

"Who is it?" Xuan Ran asked in a daze.

"I don't know. He said it was my dad. Don't worry about it and go back to sleep." An Xijie hugged Xuan Ran and closed his eyes again.

Xuan Ran patted his chest and said, "It can't be my dad!"

An Xijie: “…” It shouldn’t be!

Did that sound like you? No, didn't it?

Seeing An Xijie looking at her with his eyes wide open, Xuan Ran felt that he might have guessed right.

"Ah! How could I forget that I got a new father yesterday?" He closed his eyes and relaxed.

I guess it's true.

He hung up the phone with his father-in-law. How come this damn brain never works for a moment?

An Xijie patted his head.

"Don't beat him silly, he's not smart to begin with." Xuan Ran looked at An Xijie's series of actions in frustration.

"I hope nothing serious will happen to my parents!" An Xijie thought about the phone call he had just hung up and regretted it so much.

"It's okay, they probably want to stay for a while."