After that night, I was pregnant with the billionaire president's child

Yeshi Group.

Today, the staff in the lobby on the first floor all felt that Ye Luohan was in a particularly good mood. When he passed by them, he actually smiled at them, which frightened the receptionist so much that she almost choked to death on a mouthful of water.

The security guard almost felt like he was dreaming. Every time Ye Luohan passed by, he felt nervous as if he was working with his head on the line.

And at this moment, I feel that their nightclub is surprisingly approachable.

but,

Can Ye Luohan laugh?

This is so weird.

The lobby manager and several employees had a serious discussion and finally came to the conclusion that the president of Nightclub had spent the night with his sweetheart.

And that aspect is very harmonious and satisfying.

But someone asked, "Is the woman who spent the night with Mr. Ye the boss's wife, Miss Wen? Or is she the famous star Jiang Nanxia?"

"Needless to say, it must be Jiang Nanxia. Our president hates his wife the most."

"Indeed, you see the president is so proud today. How could it be because of Mrs. Ye? I heard that the chairman agreed that President Ye would marry Jiang Nanxia. Mrs. Ye will soon no longer be the eldest daughter of the Wen family, but the big star Jiang Nanxia."

"It seems that Jiang Nanxia is really a treasure. Let us see the smiling face of the night boss in our lifetime."

Ye Luohan looked at himself in the elevator. He looked quite handsome, and the clothes he was wearing made him look completely new.

Wen Yan was right, he was a natural clothes hanger.

And casual clothes do make him look more handsome than suits.

He was really proud of his casual clothes.

Although Wen Yan was a pretentious, vain, and scheming woman, she was generally very good to him.

My father is right, it is normal for women to love money.

Thinking of this, the thick smile on Ye Luohan’s brows melted away.

He casually put it in his pocket, thinking that the clothes were nice and had two pockets.

But at this moment he felt something in his pocket.

He took it out. This was the lipstick that He Kun bought for him a few days ago because he saw that his lips were a little dry.

At the time he also said: "What man would use this thing?"

But He Kun said that this has no color, it is just a lip balm.

He has been using this lip balm these days, and it really works. His dry and chapped lips from the past few days are now gone.

He remembered that he had put the lip balm back on when he changed his clothes yesterday.

"Ding" the elevator opened.

The secretaries all greeted him, "Hello, President."

But Ye Luohan walked into the office with his head down, holding his lipstick, looking thoughtful.

After closing the door, he remembered that Wen Yan had washed his clothes last night.

The clothes he was wearing were newly bought by Wen Yan.

This lipstick was packed by Wen Yan!

Ye Luohan raised his eyes, and a conclusion came to his mind - Wen Yan deliberately let him know that she already knew about the existence of this lip balm!

Wen Yan suspected that he had a woman outside!

A smile appeared on Ye Luohan's lips, Wen Yan was jealous!

Ye Luohan held the lip balm tightly in his hand. He thought, I should go back and explain it to Wen Yan tonight.

He happily walked to the desk, sat down, and placed the lipstick on the table.

Suddenly, he thought that Wen Yan was pregnant now, and she must have been having a lot of crazy thoughts all day.

So he picked up his phone and wanted to explain to Wen Yan now.

However, he found that he had never saved Wen Yan's number.

Moreover, his mother had forced him to add Wen Yan’s WeChat, but he deleted it.

But he remembered that Wen Yan had called him before, so he checked and found the record of Wen Yan calling him.

But when he called, Wen Yan's phone was busy.

"Is she telling Xia Xia about this and seeing the lipstick in my pocket? Hehe." Ye Luohan thought to himself with a smile on his face. He thought Wen Yan was quite cute.

He picked up the document and prepared to call Wen Yan to explain later.

However, he couldn't calm down at all, and his mind was full of what he and Wen Yan had done last night.

The picture of "love".

Fantastic.

He thought about how Wen Yan asked him to wash his brother at the beginning of last night and handed him a piece of soap...

Soap?

Ye Luohan suddenly stopped.

Wen Yan asked him to wash his brother with soap.

What do you mean?

Last night he thought Wen Yan loved cleanliness.

He looked at the lipstick on the table.

He picked up the lipstick and his eyes darkened little by little.

Wen Yan thought he had someone else outside.

Wen Yan thinks he is dirty!

So let him wash it with soap!

Suddenly, Ye Luohan's eyes turned red, and grievance and anger surged to his heart, making him feel so suffocated that he couldn't breathe.

Why does no one trust him?

Why do people say one thing to him in front of him and another behind his back?

Is he really that bad?

Is it really not worthy for everyone to be sincere to him?

"Wen Yan, you said you loved me, but you don't trust me. It's okay not to trust me, but since you dislike my dirtiness, why did you use your mouth to give me... Wen Yan, Wen Yan... I didn't ask you to love me..."

Ye Luohan talked to himself, his eyes moist.

The scar on his back made him feel so painful that he never cried.

But at this moment, he felt aggrieved like a child.

Just then, Jiang Nanxia called.

He gritted his teeth angrily as he picked up the phone, and heard Jiang Nanxia's brisk voice, "Brother, are you busy today? If not, I'll treat you to lunch?"

"I'm not busy now." Ye Luohan said.