Bait

Chen Zheng turned his back to He Peiyu and said for a while, "Don't worry. I won't lose your son."

"Sister Lan." He turned his head and told the nanny beside him, "Pack up the second wife's clothes and send them out of the old house overnight."

"Boss, it's raining outside..."

He stepped into the study and slammed the door with his backhand, showing no mercy.

The nanny sighed and took He Peiyu from Chen Chongzhou's arms, "I have wronged you."

With a dull expression, she let the nanny support her and walked towards the living room.

Through the dead door, Chen Zheng called him, "Second."

Chen Chongzhou pushed it away slowly, the lights in the room were turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness.

"I won't send the black dog for the time being, so you also restrain yourself." Chen Zhengliu lit up a beam of fire, burned He Peiyu's appraisal report, and threw it in the trash can at the corner of the table.

The moment it was reduced to ashes, Chen Chongzhou said, "We will settle the accounts between me and my second uncle separately. Father doesn't have to worry about it."

Chen Zheng looked at him.

The city whipped up a turbulent storm that poured into the windows and blew loudly.

Confused, evil spirit.

Since childhood, Chen Yuankuan was gentle and elegant, Chen Chongzhou was taciturn and cunning, and the brothers were very different.

Chen Zheng has never confirmed the final heir, but it is undeniable that his effort to cultivate the eldest son is better than that of the second wife.

As a result, Chen Chongzhou's counterattack caught him off guard.

Like a poisonous strain lurking in the abyss, it has been dark for a long time, and occasionally releases miasma, which confuses everyone.

"Do you have to touch your second uncle?"

"I gave Second Uncle a chance." Chen Chongzhou was cold and firm, "Second Uncle didn't know when to stop, and he challenged me again and again."

Chen Zheng was sullen, "Are you eager to find out my hand before the board of directors approves your seat?"

The respect on his face disappeared in an instant, "Father sits in and assists, and the board of directors will naturally pass."

After Chen Chongzhou said this, he didn't even bother to put on a disguise, and disappeared into the corridor.

Chen Zheng swiped his arm, and the documents on the desk were spread all over the floor.

After passing the living room in the south courtyard, Xue Yan was entering the door, and bowed to him, "Congratulations, Mr. Chen, your wish has been fulfilled."

Chen Chongzhou's tone was neutral, "Has Chen Yuan ever been to her place?"

"Bring a lot of gifts to Miss Shen's mother, and stayed for about 10 minutes."

He stops.

Xue Yan continued to report, "Wanxixi."

Chen Chongzhou's eyes were darkened, "It seems that he completely subdued Wan Xixi and became his puppet."

"Wan Xixi is a puppet, but Wan Youliang is not. He still counts on Chen Yuan, a fast-paced son-in-law, to assist Hua Yan in defeating He Pengkun's Huaer Group."

"Isn't Zheng Ye in a panic?" Chen Chongzhou said meaningfully, "Find something for him to do."

Xue Yan understood, "I will greet Mr. Zheng."

Back in the guest room, Chen Chongzhou checked his cell phone, but there was no call and no news.

As if dead.

He absent-mindedly zoomed in on Shen Zhen's WeChat avatar, and replaced it with a red heart.

In terms of guessing women's hearts, he has experience in changing names. During Ni Ying's campaign, he frequently changed his profile picture on various social software, and he guaranteed that he would seduce men.

It must be abnormal for a stubborn, mature and nostalgic person, especially a woman, to suddenly act like a demon.

Shen Zhen is young and innocent, it doesn't mean she is immature and irrational, on the contrary, she is extraordinarily rational.

This stubble obviously fit Yiming's speculation.

Chen Chongzhou pulled his tie angrily.

Shopping malls, families, wine bureaus, underground banks, no matter how complicated and complicated the place, he was able to calm down even when he was walking on thin ice.

Only this woman, once he touches her, he will be furious.

While untying the belt, a WeChat message popped up on the phone, from Zheng Ye.

——Squeeze time to come to the hospital, and I will arrange for you to consult privately.

He immediately frowned and sent a message:?

Zheng Ye quickly replied: Still hiding it?You are only 32 years old, and you have been poked in the back by a woman for the rest of your life?

Chen Chongzhou's intuition, Shen Zhen poured dirty water on him again.

She is different from Ni Ying, she is hypocritical.Regardless of breaking up actively or passively, she must divert the fire and vent her anger.

He drew out his address book and dialed Shen Zhen's number.

Prompt, has been shut down.

He just deleted his friend to save some face, but she directly blocked him.

With a gloomy face, Chen Chongzhou pulled out the SIM card and folded it.

Throw it out the window.

***

It rained all night, the streets were wet, and Shen Zhen's scalp was numb from the cold.

Shenghe Group is located in the southern area of ​​the city center. The usual half-hour drive is 15 minutes late today.

Shen Zhen came down from the door, An Qiao waited for her, "I thought you were in trouble on the way."

"Is the meeting over?"

An Qiao pressed the elevator, "It's just over." He picked up the box and weighed it, "Isn't this a gift from Mr. Chen to your mother?"

Shen Zhen explained, "It's too expensive, my mother has no luck."

"Chen Dong's kindness, if you return it, he may have to think too much."

Chen Yuan's many intentions belong to his many intentions, but she can't be ambiguous and pretend to be stupid.

Regardless of whether it is due to the relationship between superiors and subordinates or friendship, in the name of visiting the elders, she often received 10,000+ supplements in a daze, causing misunderstandings.

The door of the general manager's office was ajar, An Qiao put the gift box under the wall and returned to the elevator.

The interior has been redecorated in a thick and colorful Chinese style, and the morning sun is scorching white and dazzling, making the surroundings seem extremely empty.

A pool of lotus leaves was planted in the center of the office, floating on the water surface, the glass tank reflected the sparkling light, the man only showed half of his silhouette, the bridge of his nose was straight and protruding, and his whole body exuded a dazzling light.

Shen Zhen knocked on the door, "Are there lotus pods in winter?"

The man in front of the window turned around with gentle eyes, "You're here." He put down the metal hook for pruning leaves and stems, "I remember you like plum blossoms."

"I also like to eat lotus seeds. When I was a child, I often coughed. My mother peeled and boiled pear juice." She went up to meet him, leaning over him, and the blooming leaves were hard and emerald green. She was disappointed, "It's a fake flower—— "

Chen Yuan suddenly laughed out loud, "Have you ever bluffed?"

She grabbed Ye Gen, "Mr. Chen swore last night that he never lied to anyone. You lied more realistically than any other man."

"I didn't lie to you last night, I only talked about that part seriously."

Shen Zhen tilted his head and teased him, "A decent man like Mr. Chen has ever had an unscrupulous relationship."

He smiled, "What do you think?"

His previous flirting in the car flashed before her eyes, "I also feel that you are not serious."

Chen Yuan suddenly made a serious matter, "Han Run passed away for many years, and I haven't talked about it these years, but it is impossible to live without women, but I have never been tempted and considered the result."

Qiao Li said that the lower the grade of a man, the greater his physical needs.

They regard going to bed as a way to vent their frustrations, and even while possessing A, they imagine that she is the unreachable B they meet during the day, and the high-powered women are the source of the ugly desires that arouse low-class men.

The "three high" men with high style, high status, and good looks are those who are indifferent in choosing a mate, and men with mediocre and scarce resources of the opposite sex are too keen on getting married.

Chen Yuan tends to be a short-term interesting partner, and doesn't like to devote energy to maintaining a long-term boring lover.

He is a very unique and powerful high-quality male, pursuing conflicting and multi-faceted passions, being well-matched or a bright and seductive skin. In his eyes, the former deprives him of his freedom and love, while the latter is too common and cheap in his eyes.

A high-net-worth man who does not lack anything, pays attention to the harmony of soul and body, extreme eye contact and personality comfort.

A small number of self-made middle-aged and wealthy generations will also look for the beloved meal replacement products they lost before their prosperity, and Xinhuan is a replica of Bai Yueguang to fill up the regrets of the year.

Shen Zhen had an uncomfortable expression, "What do you tell me about your privacy?"

He became more serious, "I don't want to hide from you."

The smell of coffee and cedar on Chen Yuan's body is thick, mysterious and compelling.

Like the continuous maple-colored louver forest in the northwest, between light yellow and fiery red, like the muddy quagmire of the desert, there is a sense of tragic story that goes astray.

There is also an urgent oppressive loneliness.

His eyes fell on the top of her head, "Come back?"

She said in a weak voice, "Where are you going?"

"Secretary Department." He took off his suit, buttoned it and walked to the fitting mirror, looking at her from the mirror.

"I don't like the secretary department, how about the marketing department?"

Chen Yuan froze, "Are you hiding from me?"

Shen Zhen didn't hold back her smile, "Yes."

He walked back in front of her and said for no reason, "Am I old?"

"Not old." She was puzzled, "Aren't you only in your 30s?"

Chen Yuan muffled, "Your mother wants to introduce your cousin to me."

She blushed slightly, "Don't take it seriously, my mother is warm-hearted, she doesn't think you are old."

"It's okay for anyone to dislike it." Chen Yuan approached her, "Do you dislike it? I'm 12 years older than you."

Shen Zhen thought about it for a second, and the topic was very off topic, "So you are also a monkey, are you 36 years old?" Her brows curved, "When my father was alive, he always said that I was a six-eared macaque, a ghostly spirit .”

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out of control, "Why do you have a brain? Let me ask you if you think I'm old."

She blurted out, "I don't think so."

After finishing speaking, he stopped suddenly.

He smiled, "It's hard to follow a gentleman's words, but you promise not to dislike him."

"I'm not a gentleman." Shen Zhen turned his back and ignored him.

Chen Yuan leaned over and touched her ear, "Then you and I are not gentlemen."

His temperature was so hot that she tensed up unbearably.

"The woman I like is actually a villain." The opened lips rubbed against her earbones, "If she loves me, I will definitely want her, if she doesn't love me." Holding her delicate embryonic bones, he embraced her in his arms, "I force her, and I want her too."

Shen Zhen's back was pressed against the man's chest, his heart was beating rapidly, like thunder and drums.

Chen Yuan's lips were curled with shallow lip lines, which seemed to slide along her ears to her neck. The tip of his nose was on fire, and the fire was so fierce that it almost engulfed her.

The floor-to-ceiling glass is empty and blank, reflecting her and his bodies at this moment, clearly separated from each other, and seem to be intertwined to death.

Lust swells.

He was like a stormy sea of ​​desire, attacking inch by inch, tightening her waist inch by inch.

"Chen Dong!" An Qiao rushed in from the door in a panic, "Something went wrong."

Shocked, Shen Zhen broke free and pulled away from him at a loss.

Chen Yuan frowned and scolded, "Don't you know how to knock?"

"The Chen family will arrange a funeral for He Peiyu immediately." An Qiao stepped forward and lowered his voice, "It will only be within a few days."

Hearing this, he frowned even tighter, "He Peiyu is dead?"

"Sister Lan called and she is still alive, but the chairman and the second son conspired to announce her death to the public because of an emergency."

After pondering for a long time, Chen Yuan walked out of the office, glanced at the gift box in the corner, and stopped in his steps.

An Qiao put it in the entrance drawer of the office, "Miss Shen sent it back."

He pursed his lips, didn't look back, and knew she was behind, "Do you have to tell me all about it?"

Shen Zhen leaned against the door frame and froze suddenly, "It's what my mother meant, she can't get used to it."

"What do you mean?" Chen Yuan curled up his hands falsely, "You don't accept it either."

She understood that the acceptance in his mouth not only refers to the gift, but also refers to himself.

"I don't have that in mind."

Chen Yuan tilted his head, "Not to me, but to any man."

Shen Zhen clenched the belt of his coat, "I don't know..."

She couldn't say it, because she didn't say it to him.

Chen Yuan's deep eyes, like a mist, burst into trouble for no reason, and when they are dim, they are like hooks, cutting people's flesh and blood.

He couldn't tell whether it was cloudy or sunny, and left in silence.

Shen Zhen passed by the drinking room and was stopped by Cao Ye, a colleague from the marketing department. She was holding a coffee cup, "Shen Zhen, are you back to work?"

She shook her head, "Not sure."

Cao Ye suddenly became eccentric, "For the love between you and Chairman Chen, let me be his secretary. Secretary of the Board is powerful and noble. As the saying goes, Xiaomi manages half of the chairman's family. Our department can rely on it in the future." is you."

Shen Zhen laughed at himself, "There is no relationship between Mr. Chen and I. Didn't Secretary An refute the rumors? Mr. Chen has a fiancee."

"Family flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers. No matter how beautiful the fiancée is, she is definitely her own woman, and the man is still short for a while? The women outside will return to other people's homes sooner or later. Once you grab it, you don't want to eat rice?"

In the rest area next door, Chang Huan was contacting clients, and when he listened seriously, he came out and scolded, "I don't want to do it anymore! Got a new employer?"

Cao Ye pouted, "Manager Chang, you have been protecting Shen Zhen. At the beginning, the team members in the marketing department worked overtime, and I did it for her. She got her salary according to her salary, and I didn't get a double share. She starts working now. I'm not on vacation again."

Chang Huan drooped his face, "Lack of work? I'll assign it to you and go back to the office!"

Cao Ye got angry and hit Shen Zhen hard.

The elevator stopped on this floor, and Chang Huan chased after it, stopping Shen Zhen, "Dr. Chen hasn't announced your position yet, is it the secretary department?"

She smiled, "Manager Chang, I won't go back to Shenghe. Don't worry about Cao Ye in your ward. I will explain to Director Chen myself."

Chang Huan rubbed his teeth, "Xiao Cao is outspoken, are you unhappy?"

"That's the truth, don't blame her."

He was puzzled, "Shenghe's surname is Chen, Chairman Chen should give privileges to anyone, I will try my best to mediate in the department."

She declined again, "I have a suitable job. I was going to the HR department to formally resign, but I met Cao Ye."

After Shen Zhen clarified, without much delay, he hurried into the elevator.

At ten o'clock sharp, Chen Yuan's car drove into the old house.

Sister Lan greeted him standing behind the screen, "The chairman asked Secretary An to go upstairs as well."

An Qiao was taken aback, "Why does the chairman want to see me?"

"It's not convenient for me to tell you the details." Sister Lan took out two pairs of clean slippers and reminded Chen Yuan, "The chairman is in a bad mood, so you should be careful."

He smiled, "Thank you."

Chen Yuan shuttled through the long corridor, with An Qiao following behind him, "Chairman is so angry and erased He Peiyu's existence, could it be that Cheng Shiluan has been exposed?"

"Father doesn't believe in Erfang, and has been investigating. Maybe this time he has found out the truth."

An Qiao lost his mind, "The defeat of the second young master is already settled."

Chen Yuan opened the door of the study, and there was a golden cage hanging from the beam. The Mexican parrot in the cage was flown in early in the morning, with bright hair, and Chen Zheng was very interested in teasing it.

"Father."

Wearing reading glasses, he observed the parrot's pupils, "Where are you from?"

"Shenghe."

Chen Zheng hummed, held a thin bamboo tube, and fed the parrot, "Taming people is worse than domesticating birds. People's wings are plump, and they will inevitably rebel, but birds' wings are hardened, and they still recognize their masters."

Chen Yuan looked at him, "Aunt He..."

"The second child reported that she had an affair with Cheng Shiluan." Chen Zheng wiped his fingers, "The child is not of the Chen family's blood, and it was his idea to report the funeral to cover up his embarrassment."

"Second Young Master?" An Qiao was stunned.

Although Chen Yuan appeared to be calm on the surface, in reality there was also an undercurrent.

He really did not expect that Chen Chongzhou would play this game.

It's nothing more than killing a donkey in Vanity Fair, but he cruelly dumped it on his biological mother's head.