CEO: My daughter-in-law said she wanted to protect me

Song Yuye's self-esteem was frustrated, and she was a little lost. On the way back, she bowed her head and said nothing.At the same time, she was also worried that if Zheng Yanlang contradicted Zheng Zetian for himself, would it cause trouble or hurt their grandparents' friendship.

"Why don't you go and apologize? I'm fine." She said cautiously to Zheng Yanlang who was busy in the kitchen.

It happened because of her, she felt very guilty.

He was very responsible for his performance tonight, and she knew he would protect her.The road with Zheng Yanlang will definitely be very bumpy, she originally wanted to be an ostrich, taking every step counting.Mr. Zheng was unwilling to maintain even the superficial effort towards her.

Zheng Yanlang's mood didn't seem to be affected much. After cooking a bowl of noodles with a poached egg on top, he pushed it in front of her courteously, "Daughter-in-law, come and taste your husband's cooking."

She glanced at him dissatisfied, worried, "Stop making trouble, please, go and apologize to your grandpa."

"Don't worry, he's my grandfather, he won't hold grudges, his anger will disappear in a few days, I'll just drink tea with him." Zheng Yanlang has a well-thought-out plan, he can grasp everyone's thoughts, except hers.Besides, this incident was the old man's fault, and he couldn't trample on other people's self-esteem just because he was old.

That's right, they are relatives, grandparents, how could there be any overnight feud?

He bowed his head and ate the mouth noodles. The taste was acceptable. When did he learn to cook?

"This is my salary card, this is a stored-value card, this is stock securities, and this is a checkbook." It was just a joke, but Zheng Yanlang took it seriously and spread all his wealth on the dining table.

Song Yuye glanced at it, feeling a little moved in his heart, like waves rising from a mirror-like lake.

"No hidden money?" She put away her things bluntly, raising her eyebrows.

She won't touch his money, and she has the right to keep it for him.

"How dare you? I'm a good man, and I will never hide my money." The man patted his chest and promised.

"So cute." She took the initiative to approach him and kissed his handsome face.

Breathing around, the man's voice became hoarse, and he said in a low voice, "It's not past twelve, I'm going back to my room to unpack the presents!"

The bedroom door was gently closed, and someone's cell phone in the living room was buzzing non-stop.

Ruan Beiyao on the other end of the phone looked at the missed answer, her eyebrows slightly frowned, what the hell?Didn't you let yourself call to save her from the fire?
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The red roses arrived as scheduled, and a bunch of them appeared on my desk every day before going to work.It was fragrant and intoxicating, and the corner of Song Yuye's mouth raised a beautiful arc.

It's rare that I didn't share the flowers with my colleagues. I took them home and kept them in a vase so that I could remain undefeated for a few days.

The living room exudes a faint floral fragrance, and the red rose in the crystal bottle is particularly conspicuous.The woman is still busy, trying to make the flowers look better.

"Does it look good?" The woman enthusiastically asked the man for his opinion.

The man glanced at the wrapping paper aside. Could it be that she bought this wrapper herself?It can only be given by someone else.The man's pretty brows are slightly frowned, roses?The entire president's office knows that she belongs to him, who else is so bold as to give her roses every day?

Song Yuye noticed something from the man's expression, paused the movement of his hands, and said with a complicated expression: "Don't tell me, you didn't send the flowers?"

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, and the woman's fingers as tender as white onions pulled off the petals.

The man is a little displeased, and his woman has a lot of love affairs, just like leveling up and fighting monsters, wave after wave, endless.

"Don't be unhappy. If someone chases me, it means that your wife is extremely charming and you have a unique eye." She smoothed things over coquettishly and foolishly.The man's reaction couldn't be hidden from her eyes. After staying in the court of love and moon for a long time, some things are obvious at a glance.

He smiled a little forcedly, he had a rough idea of ​​who sent those flowers.The woman in front of her probably also knew it well, except for herself who could insist on sending a bouquet of roses every day, that was the only one.

"I have a client on the weekend, accompany me to the golf course." The man suddenly changed the subject.

Song Yuye nodded and said, "Understood."

Who sent the roses was not Zheng Yanlang, but Zhao Shimin.Except for him, the others don't have the guts or the financial strength to send a bunch of them every day for several months, which will cost a lot of money.

While Zheng Yanlang was exercising, he secretly sent a WeChat to the other party: Did you send the flowers?

Zhao Shimin didn't deny it, and asked her if she liked it?

She didn't answer, but just told him not to send it away in the future.

Zhao Shimin directly sent a video, she cut it off immediately in fright, and looked in the direction of the gym with lingering fear.Inexplicably there is a picture of betrayal and cheating.

Zhao Shimin's slender legs were crossed on the huge desk, squinting his eyes to watch the rejected video, with an indifferent smile on his lips.Knuckle fingers selected a picture from the hidden album and sent it.

Song Yuye's brain exploded with a "boom", his heart seemed to be blocked by an invisible boulder, his lips turned white, and his body trembled uncontrollably.Zhao Shimin was so despicable that he threatened her with her old photos. His snow-white and slender body was pressed down by a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears.

Everything was unbearable, all the dusty past came to her heart together, the pain was deep, and the gastric juice was tumbling, she lay on the sink and vomited profusely, as if she wanted to spit out dinner, lunch, and breakfast together.

What do you want?Her face was pale, without a trace of blood, and she typed a few words tremblingly with her pale fingertips.

Based on what she knew about Zhao Shimin, being able to send herself such a photo showed that his patience had run out, and he had never threatened herself with these photos before.

With a smile on the corner of Zhao Shimin's mouth, he finally returned the initiative to himself.Back then, he was able to let her go so happily, so he was sure that she would come back obediently.

Song Yuye, you can't escape my Wuzhi Mountain!Zhao Shimin has the chance to win, and he has a plan in mind.

Zhao Shimin gave the address, the Zhao Group Building, a 28-story modern building, and he is about to start a new journey.As long as the old man signs the cooperation project, he can completely leave the Zheng family, and the Zheng family at that time will be an empty shell.An empty shell, the old man can give it to whoever he likes, and it is a burden if he gets it.

Overlooking the city's night view from the 28th floor, Zhao Shimin was very proud and full of ambition.After waiting for this day for ten years, he is finally about to close the net and welcome his brand new life.I also want to thank Song Yuye for this. If it wasn't for her, Zheng Yanlang would not have fallen out with the old man, and the old man would not have entrusted the company's core business to himself.

Asking Ruan Beiyao to cover herself, Song Yuye drove to the address given by Zhao Shimin.

At night, the building was pitch black, except for the neon lights with four big characters "Zhao's Building" on the top flashing.A sneer appeared on Song Yuye's ghostly white face, the words "Zhao's Mansion" always seemed ironic.

Zhao Shimin was in a good mood. There were two glasses of red wine on the huge desk. Seeing her coming, he handed her a glass.Song Yuye hesitated to take it, but didn't drink it.

"What do you want?" she asked impatiently.

Zhao Shimin was not in a hurry to answer, he took a sip of red wine, Romantic Conti in 1990, his date of birth.As soon as she walked in, he could already see that this woman couldn't hold back anymore, and only one of them was sent to her. He also had dozens of G photos and videos, and it would probably take a week to read them all.

Song Yuye suffered a lot, but the other party looked happy.

"Zhao Shimin, what exactly do you want?" Her tone was displeased, and her voice couldn't help but rise.

Finally, the man in front of him spoke and said in a deep tone, "Charles is back."

Song Yuye's body froze, and after thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing, what does it have to do with her when Charles comes back?
Zhao Shimin also knows that it doesn't matter if Charles comes back to Song Yuye, but he wants to stand on his own and bring down the Zheng family, and Charles is the key.In the past few years, the real estate industry has gone from bad to worse, and only the old man clings to old ideas and misses out on good opportunities.Zheng Yanlang stared at emerging industries and wanted to transform, and Zhao Shimin also wanted to.

The old man asked Zheng Yanlang to contact Charles, hoping to get the other party's support, let Zheng Yanlang make contributions, establish prestige, and pave the way for him to become the chairman in the future.He refused to let it happen.

Zhao Shimin once sent many women to Charles, but they were all returned intact, which even made the boss unhappy.It wasn't until he sent Song Yuye to the other party's bed that he had the chance to cooperate.Even though he had sent women of the same type, Charles didn't catch a cold, except for Song Yuye.

Zhao Shimin was puzzled by this question, and he didn't know the answer until his biological father Zhao Zhen told him the reason.The only one who can knock Charles away is Song Yuye, to be precise, it is Song Yuye's face that I still feel sorry for.

Song Yuye understood clearly that Zhao Shimin showed his kindness to him in every possible way, sending bags and flowers, and confessing affectionately. Everything will not work, so he can only threaten himself with past photos.It turned out that they were all waiting for themselves here.

"Go find someone else, I won't help you." Song Yuye refused firmly, even if Zhao Shimin distributed her pornographic photos all over the world, she would not do it.Both he and Zheng Yanlang were staring at emerging industries, e-commerce platforms, and she would never help him deal with Zheng Yanlang no matter what.

Zhao Shimin was not annoyed, he pressed the computer button, and a projection slowly fell on the background wall, and her past pornographic photos jumped into view one by one.

Song Yuye bit her white lips tightly, gasping heavily from her nostrils, her dark eyes were shrouded in mist, her palms were tightly clenched, her fingertips dug into her skin, and blood oozes out.

"Don't let it go." She couldn't bear it anymore and yelled.

Zhao Shimin stared at her with deep eyes, and finally turned off the computer.

Song Yuye's eye circles are red, Zhao Shimin, don't you want Charles' financial support?I won't let you get what you want, so I slapped the desk with my white palm, and said angrily: "I won't help you, but if these photos are leaked, I can guarantee that we will go to hell together, after all, you have given away so much Woman, Charles only wants me." Her words were meant to intimidate Zhao Shimin, but she had no idea.

The smile on Zhao Shimin's face froze, and the water overflowed. He knew this truth, and he acted too hastily.

The parking lot downstairs of Zhao's Building is empty, there are only a few cars, and the night is the last cover. In the black Maybach, the man is staring at the only lighted office on the top floor, with a lot of thoughts, silently lighting a cigarette...