One Hundred Ways the Uncle Collapsed

On the elevator.Weng Jing glanced back and took two steps, and sat down in the reception room not far from the general manager's office.

He took out his phone and flipped through Twitter in boredom.

An entertainment broadcast inexplicably attracted her attention.

[The twins who had been separated for many years reunited again, and it was shocking that they knew everything about each other. 】

It was originally just a very common entertainment news, but Weng Jing was fascinated by it.

Twins know each other well.

These two words made her narrow her pretty peach eyes slightly, which was interesting.

Atobe Keigo had just finished his tour of the Propaganda Department and the Advertising Department, when the secretary found him and said that the director of the planning department had gone to the office to look for him, as if there was something wrong.

A hint of surprise flashed across the indifferent but impeccably handsome face, but he quickly hid it in the indifferent expression.

"En." Keigo Atobe responded, but kept walking, it seemed that he planned to continue to inspect the next department.

Mr. Secretary is puzzled, the general manager doesn't seem to be happy to see the director?After that, do you still need to tell the general manager about the director?

Thinking about it this way, the general manager in front was tall and long-legged, walking fast, and the secretary who was much shorter trot followed, only to find that his general manager was walking a little fast?

Then, when Mr. Secretary followed his general manager to inspect the marketing department in less than 10 minutes, Mr. Secretary finally knew that the general manager walked a little too fast, and he wished he could fly with wings on his back! !

So, general manager, your previous indifference was all fake?

After quickly inspecting the area in charge today, Keigo Atobe stood in the elevator, raised his wrist and looked at the time, his pretty brows suddenly frowned.His efficiency was still too slow, and it took half an hour.

"You, start exercising more tomorrow." Keigo Atobe turned around and said, Mr. Secretary was stunned.

Secretary: What? ?The general manager thinks he doesn't need to exercise!

"It's best to have abdominal muscles, and biceps are fine. It's best within a week." Keigo Atobe spoke again, and this time, Mr. Secretary was ready to cut his belly.

secretary:…………? ? ?He wanted to resign, the non-stop kind.

The elevator went up all the way and stopped on the 28th floor.Atobe Keigo stepped out of the elevator eagerly, and stopped after taking two steps.The man frowned, with obvious displeasure on his face.

Why is he so eager?

Obviously it's a...

Thinking about it, Keigo Atobe raised his hand to straighten the neckline of his suit, and walked to his office calmly.

As for whether he is calm and relaxed in his heart, only he knows.

As soon as he walked to the door of the reception room, he heard a slight "click", and Keigo Atobe turned his head in response, facing the woman's black peach eyes.

Ink is like lacquer, not smiling but affectionate.

"Come in," she said.

Atobe Jingwu neither answered nor moved.

There was an amused look on the woman's cold face. She reached out and grabbed his tie, and pulled it hard. He leaned over and was pulled into the waiting room by her.

Seeing the closed door of the reception room, Mr. Secretary pushed the glasses that slid to the tip of his nose, turned his back silently, and guarded the door.

Strictly speaking, the general manager and the director are not related by blood. If the two really want to be together, what procedures do they need to go through?

Being dragged into the room by his tie, Keigo Atobe was pushed directly onto the sofa.

As soon as he looked up, the woman's beautiful face was already close at hand, and his breath was heard.The pleasant smell on her body poured into the nostrils continuously, teasing his olfactory nerves, slowly wrapping him completely in her breath.

His tie was still held in her hand, and she pulled it lightly, Keigo Atobe could only look up and look at her.

The feeling of being completely controlled by her is weird...

"Are you acting like a baby with me?" The woman said, the distance was too close, the hot air was blowing on her face, and her ears were burned red.

As soon as the words came out, Atobe Jingwu didn't answer, but Weng Jing remembered when she coaxed Xiao Atobe and asked him: Are you acting like a baby with me?

What was Kojibe's reaction at that time?

She stared at the man in front of her.

The man frowned, his tone was cold and impatient: "You are kidding me, aunt."

Weng Jing made a strong hand, and pulled Keigo Atobe's tie to pull him closer. The other hand, which was originally hidden in the silver-gray lady's slacks, stretched out and pressed against the man's ear.

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Weng Jing approached, and as expected, he saw the panic in the man's eyes and the reddish color at the base of his ears.

Atobe Keigo suppressed the panic in his heart, and said forcefully: "I don't have time to joke with you, aunt!"

"Really?" Weng Jing did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward, forcing Atobe Keigo to ignore the slight suffocation of being strangled around his neck, and tried to lean back to escape from the range covered by Weng Jing.

"Auntie, you passed. We..." Atobe Keigo had a cold face, his tone was serious and cold, but the roots of his ears were getting redder and redder, almost uncontrollable, as if he was about to bleed.

"What are we?" Weng Jing interrupted him and asked forcefully.

"..." Atobe Keigo paused, staring at the woman's peach blossom eyes, which showed a slight playfulness, he suddenly understood something, and suddenly became annoyed.

However, it was impossible for him to do anything too tough to the person in front of him, he was still afraid of hurting her.

"Let me get up!" Keigo Atobe said forcefully, clutching the armrest of the sofa, thinking that Weng Jing would continue to be aggressive, but she just raised her chin and pulled him up by his tie.

After Atobe Jingwu stood firm, Weng Jing let go, smoothed his tie, straightened his neckline, and asked, "Tell me something."

"Huh?" The woman's intimate and familiar movements made Atobe Keigo stunned, and he didn't understand the woman's question at all.

"You guys, do you remember everything that happened to you?"

It's okay if Weng Jing didn't ask, but when he asked about his personality, his cold personality immediately darkened, but he hummed.

"I mean from childhood to adulthood, it's not just the alternation of black and white sky." Weng Jing replied again.

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, looked at the woman, his black peach eyes were serious and serious, he nodded: "I will remember everything that happened to me."

"I see."

The woman's question is actually very thoughtless, and there is no source for a sentence that I know.

Atobe Keigo reached out to touch his tie, but Weng Jing took a picture of it: "It's messy again."

"Oh." Unconsciously, she obediently responded, and only after she finished the answer did she feel that something was wrong, and she turned to stare at the woman in anger, only to find that Weng Jing propped his chin with one hand, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Didn't notice him at all.

... into a puffer fish.

The first thing Weng Jing did when he got home from get off work was that he took off his high heels.

The longer she spends in the game space, the more she seems to accept high heels, but after wearing them for a day, she still feels very tired.

After washing and bathing, prepare to go to the kitchen to warm a glass of milk as usual.

When I went out, I was hugged by someone.

"Miss Ghost!! You are finally back!!"

The clear and flying voice lingered in his ears, Weng Jing fanned his eyelashes lightly, ripples appeared in his black pupils, and slowly disappeared in his eyes.

"Yeah. Found you."

"Great."

Holding the soft female body, where Weng Jing couldn't see, the sea blue eyes were undulating, slowly forming a mist.

Inexplicable danger.

65.19

A great day to not have to go to work on the weekend.

However, Weng Jing did not feel happy.

Just because the true master of this world——Uesugi Haruko came today.

It was brought by Mrs. Atobe's parents and sons, and it was called to restore his precious son to the way it used to be.

Weng Jing sneered, what was it like before?Does she really know what it used to be like?

Sitting on the expensive leather sofa, Weng Jing tilted his feet, with slippers hanging on his toes, and leaned lazily on the sofa, obviously without image, but still beautiful.

The heroine of this world, Uesugi Haruko, looks really good.

The almond eyes are moist, the bridge of the nose is straight, the facial features are delicate, the brows and eyes are full of vitality and vigor, like a little sun full of positive energy.

"Mrs. Atobe, Master Atobe, hello. I'm Haruko Uesugi, a graduate of Tokyo University with a master's degree in psychology. Please believe that with my help, Master Atobe will be able to untie his knot."

The girl smiled and spoke, her neither humble nor overbearing attitude really added points.According to the development trajectory of the world, it is not impossible for such a person to be favored by Atobe.It's just that her first task now is to cut off such a plot development.

Uesugi Haruko is actually right in a sense, and more responsibility is attributed to others. She is responsible for treating Atobu's psychology and has been very conscientious.But if Atobe didn't feel admiration for this girl, he wouldn't be so negligent and put all his information in the psychological clinic.

But it was stolen by the opponent and made public.

"It's very hard for Ms. Uesugi to come here. I will inform Ms. Uesugi of the specific situation one by one, so please take care." Mrs. Atobe was sitting, but she was arrogant in her words. She said she was grateful, but there was a sense of aloofness. inside.

Uesugi Haruko smiled slightly, as if she didn't understand the meaning in Mrs. Atobe's words: "I will definitely do my best to resolve the knot in Master Atobe's heart."

"Huh." Mrs. Atobe snorted, and glanced at Keigo Atobe who was sitting beside him with his brows furrowed and silent. There was an uncontrollable black malice in his eyes, "It doesn't matter."

Weng Jing was originally leaning, but when he heard this, he sat up: "Sister-in-law, are you sick?"

Mrs. Atobe turned her head to look at her, her eyes were like knives, as if she wanted to cut her flesh: "