Miss Su, I Write Poems For You - C289

Meng Fanke’s tone suddenly sank. He is a famous real estate magnate in city A. he has lived for more than 50 years and is not a fool.

“Gu Mengyi, I asked you to come here to praise you. Don’t toast or drink! I tell you, if you don’t come to see me today, you can’t let me continue to invest in your company today! ”

Meng Fanke’s tone had a cheeky manner.

Gu Mengyi body suddenly hit a pendulum, now Gu family is not the form before.

Meng Fanke is the biggest investor of Gu family now. If he withdraws his capital, Gu family will not survive tomorrow.

Gu Mengyi is not vague, looking in the mirror after a simple finishing clothes out of the door.

As soon as Meng Fanke saw Gu Mengyi, he was just like a fly saw blood. His greasy body began to stick to Gu Mengyi.

Gu Mengyi dodged repeatedly, “Mr. Meng, you are too urgent. Let’s stop in the office and go out to find a place.”

Gu Mengyi holds the desk in her hand and sweeps the door anxiously.

“Little beauty, don’t worry, no one in my office dares to break in,” Meng Fanke’s thick, fat lips involuntarily came over.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Meng Fanke said this, the door of the office was suddenly kicked open.

As soon as Meng Fanke was about to swear, he came across a lonely Liao Qiao’s face.

Why is Wei Jinghan here?

Meng Fanke couldn’t bear to think more. A group of reporters poured in from the door.

More than a dozen cameras came in to take pictures.

Gu Mengyi’s shirt is torn open at the moment, revealing the snow-white clavicle, and she is extremely embarrassed under the camera.

Under the flashing flash, Gu Mengyi subconsciously dodged around

“get out of here! Don’t shoot me. ”

At the moment, Gu Mengyi finds that the man standing at the door has raised his lips, and his face seems to be wearing a mocking smile.

She was cold all over, and the man did it to her after all.

Since Gu Mengyi and Meng Fanke are public figures, and Meng Fanke has a family, the exposure of this incident has aroused great repercussions in the society.

Gu Mengyi’s reputation was rotten.

“What did you do?”

Su Jingen just saw the news and turned around to see the man’s smiling face.

“Is it so obvious?”

Su jing’en said with a smile, “it’s not obvious that the media will not expose them on the news. It’s you who exposed them.”

“Oh?” The man took a sip of tea. “How do you know that?”

Su Jingen said with a smile, “because Gu Mengyi touched your bottom line.”

Wei Jinghan put his arms around her waist and took a deep bite at her neck.

“My bottom line is you.”

“Wife?”

“Well.” Su jing’en’s whole body trembled and agreed.

“Is today ovulation day?” Wei Jinghan deliberately blew a breath in Su Jingen’s ear.

Su jing’en’s smiling flower branch is rotten and trembles, and lightly pecks his thin lip.

Eyes bent, full of a smile, “yes.”

……

Joaquin’s condition is getting better day by day.

Coming out of the hospital, Su Jingen always feels as if he is following someone behind him.

When she looked back, there was nothing behind her.

“Godmother, what are you looking at?”

“Nothing. Maybe I’m too nervous.”

When Su jing’en leads xiaotuanzi to an alley, the footsteps behind him become more and more clear.

This time, even xiaotuanzi noticed something different.

Xiaotuanzi drags Su Jingen’s clothes, “godmother…”

“Shh

Su Jingen stretched out his index finger and made a gesture at his mouth.

Squatting down, he said softly, “Tuanzi, do you like to play hide and seek?”

“Hide and seek? I like it. ” Xiaotuanzi danced excitedly.

“Let’s play hide and seek with the people behind us then.”

Xiaotuanzi nodded.

“Then you have to promise godmother that you can’t talk when we hide in a moment.”

Xiaotuanzi nodded.

“Let’s go.” Su jing’en leads xiaotuanzi faster and faster, and her footsteps are louder and louder.

At present, it is a fork in the road.

Su Jingen holding a small round son a dodge into a gap.

The man behind went straight ahead.

“Hoo that was close!

About that person went far, Su Jingen just walked out of the gap.

Looking down at xiaotuanzi, he was covering his mouth tightly with his hands, and his face turned red.

“Oh, little Tuanzi, the godmother told you not to talk. I didn’t tell you not to breathe.”

“Come on! BreatheXiaotuanzi took a big breath of air, and then turned around happily.

“Godmother, I’m good! I didn’t say anything! Hey, hey, I’ll hide it well. ”

At that moment, Su jing’en’s cold sweat came out. He could not help smiling when he saw the excited appearance of Xiao Tuan Zi.

“Little Tuanzi, that’s good. Let’s go.”

……

“What are you talking about! Are you being followed? ” Wei Jinghan’s brown eyes were slightly heavy, and his face became colder and colder.

“Keep your voice down!” Su Jingen looked at the door behind him in horror.

“I didn’t tell xiaotuanzi that someone was following us. I was afraid that he would have a shadow in his heart.”

“Did you see what the man looked like?”

Su jing’en shook his head. “I was too nervous at that time. I didn’t look at it at all.”

The cup suddenly pinched tightly in the palm of his hand. Although Su Jingen didn’t see the man’s face, Wei Jinghan had an answer in his heart.

……

“What about what I asked you to do?”

“Sorry, boss, I lost you.”

“Waste!”

Meng Fanke smashed the flower pot at hand.

“If you can’t keep up with a woman or a child, what else can you do! Let’s settle the salary tomorrow! You are no longer needed here! ”

“Why is boss Meng so angry?” Wei Jinghan came in, followed by four or five bodyguards.

Man a black suit, shiny shoes on the smooth floor, a pair of straight long legs, strong momentum.

“Mr. Wei.” Meng Fanke’s whole face turned white.

Opposite him is the employee who is not doing his best.

He winked at the employee. “Get out of here.”

“Wait!”

Wei Jing hands a Yang, legs lazy overlap, sitting on the sofa.

When he pressed his fingers, he pressed a few centimeters under his sunglasses. From the gap above, he could see a pair of cold eyes.

“Don’t you buy me a cup of tea?”

Meng Fanke glared at the employee, “don’t go out quickly, prepare tea for Mr. Wei.”

The employee immediately smeared oil on the bottom of his feet and was ready to leave. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the bodyguards when he came to the door.

Meng Fanke wants to cry, knowing that Wei Jinghan will not let them go this time.

He was shaking like a chaff plug, and almost fell on the ground to call his grandfather.

In a few minutes, Meng Fanke’s psychological construction collapsed.

“I don’t think I’m wrong when I go to Mengxi.”

Meng Fanke, who is nearly 50 years old, kneels on the ground at this time, holding Wei Jinghan’s calf and crying in a very embarrassed way.