Romance is the only favorite: the story of the domineering president kissing his wife

Chapter 179 Even if I don't love her, she won't belong to you

"Cheng Yiqian! Let me out! Cheng Yiqian!" Liyou slapped the car window and shouted.

"Ma'am, stop shouting, I can't hear you." Secretary Hu reminded dutifully, for fear that her voice would be broken, and Mr. Cheng would deduct his salary when he came back.

Hearing this, Liyou sat back on her seat discouraged, and after a while, she suddenly took out her mobile phone and dialed Cheng Yiqian.

"Wife." Cheng Yiqian's deep voice came out of the microphone.

Li You blushed, and scolded softly, "What kind of old woman! Tell Hu Ling to let me out!"

"No."

"Will you let me out!"

"Don't let it go."

Li You was so angry that she kept cursing: "Bastard! Cheng Yiqian, you bastard! You bastard! Scoundrel! Shameless..."

When she stopped, a calm word came out from the phone, "Take a break when you are tired of scolding, and when your husband finishes talking, he will come back and feed you water before continuing to scold."

Secretary Hu listened in front, breaking out in a cold sweat. So far, he has only seen this person who dared to scold their President Cheng, and only this person scolded their President Cheng, who didn't care at all. Not only asked the other party to rest in a gentle voice, but also said that he would feed her water when he came back later, and then let her continue to scold.

Secretary Hu suddenly felt that his three views were completely broken, and he couldn't fight back. He also really felt that the president was quite a rascal, but he didn't dare to disobey Cheng Yiqian's order, so he could only silently support him in the back seat of the car. Mrs. Cheng lit a candle.

And this Mrs. Cheng, at this moment, was so angry with President Cheng that she lay down flat, and collapsed in a corpse like self-sacrifice...

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In the small garden of Yan's old house.

Cheng Yiqian took back the phone, looked at Carl standing opposite him indifferently, and said indifferently, "Sorry, my wife is too naughty. You continue."

With a soft voice, Carl's eyes showed pain, and he said in an unbearably sour tone, "Is Mr. Cheng showing his affection in front of me?"

"Well, is it good enough?" Cheng Yiqian's eyebrows were deep and eyes deep, and there was an obvious provocation in his calm words.

"Mr. Cheng is too sharp." Carl pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Why are you full of hostility towards me? Is it because I am important to Honey?"

"Mr. Carl, if you insist on calling my wife like that, I will apply for legal intervention, or, do you believe it, I can make Youyou never see you again?"

Cheng Yiqian's voice was cold, and the breath around him was also cold.

At that moment, like a glacier shattering, Karl couldn't help but feel a deep chill.

Cheng Yiqian's words sound a bit exaggerated at first glance, even though he has great power in H City, it doesn't mean he can completely control Li You's life, but Carl immediately remembered what Yu Xining told him about how much Li You liked Cheng Yiqian However, Cheng Yiqian's threat provided a huge bargaining chip.

Karl is not afraid of anything, but equally, he values ​​Rika very much.

"Okay," he finally gave up on verbal prowess, straightened his expression, and asked directly, "Mr. Cheng, since you don't love her, why do you want to hold onto her and not give others a chance?"

After the question was settled, Yuanzi fell into silence for an instant.

The winter wind whizzed by, lifting the hem of the clothes of the two men in the garden, and the dead branches slowly dropped to the ground with a hoarse sound.

Cheng Yiqian's eyes were dark and unpredictable. After a while, he raised his head slightly, looked at the clear sky, stared at those floating clouds, the light in his eyes suddenly became illusory again, as if through the bright clouds and sunny days, he could see the long time ago The love hidden in the depths.

"Even if I don't love her, she won't belong to you." Cheng Yiqian's thin lips parted slightly, and his deep eyes were completely indifferent.

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the garden slowly.

(End of this chapter)