Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

The news that Jiang Mingyu openly proposed to Tang Jinchuan exploded on the Internet.

At that time, on Nangong Island

The stunning woman with a layer of soft baby fat on her cheeks smiled brightly and delicately. She had a man's coat draped over her shoulders and was curled up on the sofa in the study.

When I was young, I pointed to the tablet in front of me and said,

Husband, come here quickly, Ming Yu is getting married.

other side, next to

Si Qingchen, who was running an international video conference worth billions, immediately stood up when he heard this, leaving the dozen or so senior executives on the screen. He stared at them with big eyes and small eyes.

But not long after, I heard the CEO, who had been stoic just now, say in a doting and flattering way,

Our baby is still too young. You can't fly. Be good, please wait until these three months pass.

I'm tired of staying on the island. I want to go out. Do you understand?

Okay, okay, then I can buy you another island, okay?

Are you kidding me? Who doesn't have money?

No, honey, I didn't mean that, I meant,

Go away, I don't want to deal with you.

As a result, not long after, the CEO, who had always been successful in all aspects, was once again defeated at the hands of his wife.

There was no way he could make his ancestors happy even if he was clumsy and tongue-tied.

Especially now that he has caused trouble again, causing Nangong Qingcheng to become pregnant unexpectedly.

At the same time, on the other side

Tang Jinchuan's words shocked everyone.

Except for Jiang Mingyu, everyone guessed what he meant.

When she was young, Mrs. Tang was still lucky and didn't believe that her biological son would really be so heartless.

Seeing that Tang Jinchuan stopped talking, he took a deep breath, tried his best to calm his emotions and said,

Jinchuan, after two years of trouble, it's almost enough. You are quite old. Stop being willful with your mother.

For Mrs. Tang in the past, when she was at the height of her power, she would probably never lower her head for the rest of her life.

This is true even when facing his own son.

But now, she clearly knows that she is surrounded by enemies from all sides, and Tang Jinchuan

He is the only one she can rely on now.

So she lowered her attitude, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and thought she had let Tang Jinchuan go home very gently and kindly.

However, what she got in exchange was Tang Jinchuan's unfamiliar look, which fell lightly on her body.

When Mrs. Tang's heartbeat became chaotic again, she said,

I think you may have misunderstood. I just said enough to Ming Yu, not to defend you.

It's because the Tang family doesn't deserve her to do that.

What did you say?

The reporter on one side was standing at the door without stopping, taking pictures non-stop.

Although he was not bold enough to turn on the flash, those devices still took pictures of everyone in the room without restraint.

Everyone could see at this moment that neither Jiang Mingyu nor Tang Jinchuan had any intention of stopping these people.

So Mrs. Tang's embarrassed and embarrassed expression was completely recorded by those cold lenses.

But Tang Jinchuan just continued expressionlessly,

“What I said is what you heard, the Tang family is not worth Ming Yu’s trouble.

In fact, if I were still in Tang's family, I could give her both hands to the Tang family as long as she wanted.

So now even if I am not with Tang syndrome, as long as she opens her mouth, I will still help her take away Tang syndrome bit by bit.

You Tang Jinchuan, why are you doing this? Why on earth are you-

Mrs. Tang was completely panicked.

Seeing the seriousness and paranoia in Tang Jinchuan's expression, she knew that what her biological son said was true.

He really wanted to help that crazy woman take over the Tang family and then carve it up and cannibalize it.

The endless anger was accompanied by a powerless struggle, like a flame hiding under the sea, trapping Mrs. Tang in it, being eroded repeatedly by the cold or the boiling heat.

And for a long while, in the deathly silence, Jiang Mingyu whispered word by word like a spiritual bird,

Why is he like this, don't you know...

Tang! husband! people!

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