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

Chapter 286 She Looks Soft And Cute Like That

Cheng Yiqian was sitting on the back seat of the car, and the neon lights outside the window occasionally fell on his face, illuminating his stern and cold face.

Those eyes that were as sharp as knives were dim and hard to see at this time, as if there were countless waves pressing down on his eyes.

He just sat there silently, the corners of his mouth slightly moved, and gradually a self-deprecating sneer appeared.

Would she rather call his secretary than call him again?
At this time, the mobile phone in his palm trembled slightly again. He raised his eyelids indifferently and glanced at it. The number displayed on the screen reminded him that he had received a text message from that woman.

After clicking on the text message, there was only one sentence that could not be seen in emotion - "Secretary Hu told me that you are on a business trip in City B, then I will go back to the villa in Luoshan by myself."

In the past, when Liyou used text messages to greet him, she would add some emoticons, so her text messages can often make others clearly feel her emotions at that time, whether she is happy, depressed, angry, or angry. It's sad, it's all clear at a glance.

But the current text message was still sent by her, but she didn't show any emotion, just telling him a fact in a rigid manner.

Thinking of this, the sneer on Cheng Yiqian's lips widened, and he threw the phone back into his pocket.

However, when he returned to the presidential suite of the business club, sat on the sofa, and wanted to smoke, the hand he reached into his pocket to touch the cigarette case inevitably touched his mobile phone.

After a pause for a few seconds, he finally took out the phone and threw it on the table. When he threw it, his hands accidentally touched it or something, and the phone screen was lit up.

He glanced at it, and apart from that message, there was no news about that woman.

The feeling of boredom in his chest made him unable to bear it, raised his hand and pulled at his tie, unbuttoned his neckline, and then let out a deep breath.

He looked away, continued to take out the cigarette case, picked out a cigarette, lit it, and before he smoked, there was a knock on the door.

After putting Mo Ziyang into the room, he sat back on the sofa and continued to smoke. In the misty white smoke, his thoughts also became ethereal.

When Mo Ziyang introduced the tourist attractions, he didn't listen to a word. From time to time, Li Yu's face appeared in his mind, and when he kissed her yesterday, her face was flushed and smudged. She looked very soft like that. , very cute, and very...beautiful.

He began to think more and more sideways, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't bear the feeling of missing Rika, his fingertips seemed to itch suddenly, he held the cigarette, took a few puffs, then reached into the ashtray to shake off the ash.

Next to the ashtray was the mobile phone he had just thrown away, and his eyes turned back to the mobile phone, inexplicably feeling that his fingers were itching even more, itching so much that he wanted to throw away the cigarettes in hand several times and go for the mobile phone.

Just when his patience was about to fail, he suddenly heard Mo Ziyang ask, "Do you want to bring Sister Youyou with you for this year's trip?"

He was plunged into memories, and then lost his mind in the voice of Mo Ziyang's repeated questioning.

This time, he felt that he had an excuse to call that woman.

"Well, ask her." Cheng Yiqian said indifferently, and almost immediately put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, then picked up the mobile phone on the glass table, quickly entered a series of numbers, and dialed out.

(End of this chapter)