President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

When Ye Wanwan came out, her mood had almost recovered.

She dried her hair and stayed alone in the room for a whole afternoon, until ten o'clock in the evening before getting up and going downstairs.

As soon as she opened the door, she ran into Quan Tingmo who had come back from outside.

The news must have been sent out, and she could imagine how ugly words were used. Quan Tingmo's face was quite angry, and he must have known about it.

But Ye Wanwan was too tired, she didn't bother to explain, and she didn't plan to explain anything to anyone, especially Quan Tingmo.

Yesterday's quarrel seemed to bring the relationship between the two of them back to the original point. It was still ice-cold and pin-pointed. No one would give way, and it exploded at once.

Ye Wanwan's eyes darkened, as if she didn't see Quan Tingmo walking past her.

"Aren't you going to explain something?"

Quan Tingmo opened his mouth, his eyes flickering and his tone questioning.

"Explain what?"

Ye Wanwan sneered and raised her head indifferently.

"That man, you, the coffee shop."

Quan Tingmo summed up the key words and asked Ye Wanwan. A few hours ago, he saw this news in a text message.

The reporter who published the report did not shy away from using him as the headline and linking it with the Cuckold United.

No man would endure such a thing, let alone flaunt it publicly on the Internet, and he is still Quan Tingmo.

"That's what you saw. Isn't the news clear enough?"

Quan Tingmo's questioning tone made Ye Wanwan a little angry, and let out the bad emotions that had been suppressed all day.

Quan Tingmo's furious admission made Quan Tingmo angry, and his eyes were full of coldness.

But in the next second, the eyes turned to her face, and such emotions disappeared in an instant.

She had obviously cried, her face was blushing imperceptibly, her mouth was tightly pursed, completely different from the character of not admitting defeat in previous quarrels, revealing a kind of indifferent helplessness.

Thinking of the embarrassment in front of the camera today, there is more panic in his eyes.

He was inexplicably troubled, and even his emotions became a little uneasy.

He froze for a moment, and when he realized he wanted to say something, he had already gone downstairs.

The sound of dragging footsteps got farther and farther away until they disappeared. A light came on downstairs and she went to the kitchen.

Quan Tingmo went to the study and asked Gong Ming to investigate the woman who beat Ye Wanwan today.

It was already pitch black outside the house, and the wanton cicadas began to make noise, spreading in through the window little by little, making people disturbed by the noise.

On the table was Quan's new round of bidding plans. Their company planned to get involved in the real estate field and intended to take a few pieces of land for development.

Tomorrow's meeting will need to focus on this matter. He needs to carefully review the materials tonight and prepare for tomorrow's meeting.

He has been in the study for a full hour, but he hasn't even read the project introduction on the first page.

His heart was terribly irritable, and what kept repeating in his mind was Ye Wanwan's appearance just now, he had never seen her like this before.

Instead of arguing with himself, he admitted everything. He obviously got the answer, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

She simply stood up and moved to the window. Ye Wanwan was sitting on the swing in the garden downstairs.

Holding the rope with both hands, his body swayed slightly, staring blankly at Ye An'an, who was standing not far from him playing a racing car, without noticing the extraordinarily fiery gaze behind him.