Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

"Manager Li, are you asked to discuss gossip during work? Go write a self-criticism and hand it in before get off work!"

Huo Beiheng stepped forward expressionlessly, and said a word to Li Yun.

Li Yun is from the public relations department, and knows the leader's eyes best. He can see that Mr. Huo is in a bad mood, so he immediately agrees.

At this time, Qiaozheng turned around, looked at her husband, and took the responsibility: "Mr. Huo, I was the one who talked to Manager Li first, and she was just replying to me... If you want to punish, you should punish me!"

"Director Qiao, this..."

"Manager Li, go and do your work first."

Interrupting Li Yun who was about to speak, Qiao Zheng signaled her to leave first.

She knew very well that her husband was blaming Li Yun!

Although it is not clear why Mr. Huo recently targeted Director Qiao, Li Yun knew that she could not help, so she had to leave first.

"Director Qiao, come with me!"

Huo Beiheng didn't pursue Li Yun any further, and left with a bang.

Qiao Zheng dug her nails into her palms, and followed Liu Ying to the door of his office.

The door of the room was ajar, and a hand stretched out from inside, grabbed Qiao Zheng's wrist accurately, and dragged her in!

"boom--"

The door then closed with a muffled sound, isolating Liu Ying from the outside.

Vaguely, Liu Ying was standing at the door, and heard another "bang—" sound, as if something hit the door.

Just across the door, as soon as Qiaozheng entered, her husband pressed the door against the door: "Last night, what happened between you and that despicable male publicist?"

It was not until morning that he contacted his subordinates, saying that they were attacked last night, several people fell into a coma, and were thrown into the wilderness.

In addition, the people sent by the Su family also disappeared overnight, and the male publicist was not caught!

"Qiao Zheng, did you help him?"

Huo Beiheng's eyes were gloomy, like a ball of thick ink that couldn't be melted, depressed and suffocated: "You slept with him again? Qiao Zheng, why are you so hungry!"

Looking at the anger on his face and the sharp eyes staring at her, Qiaozheng reminded him lightly: "Mr. Huo, it's time to go to work, not to discuss private matters. You are the management of the company, so you should treat everyone equally. !"

The four looked at each other, and the air was dead silent for a moment.

"Qiao Zheng, I really underestimated your lowliness!"

After a while, Huo Beiheng said sleepily, then suddenly raised his hand and pulled off her collar.

It's not enough to tear it apart, he has to take off one side!

"Huo Beiheng, what are you doing? Don't touch me!"

Qiaozheng showed panic, and quickly stretched out her hand to cover it, but he gave a cold snort: "How many wild men have you been touched, and still pretend to be a chaste and strong woman? Isn't it your dream to be touched by me?"

Hearing this, Qiao Zheng looked embarrassed, and retorted casually: "No, I won't ask for it anymore!"

A little haze appeared in the eyes, Huo Beiheng suddenly used force with his hand, and tore some of her clothes, revealing one side of her shoulder and a piece of white neck.

Clean, no trace of ambiguity.

Seeing this, his attitude slowed down a little, and his voice was still cold: "Qiao Zheng, please remember, we have not divorced for a day, so you will keep your duty for me, and you are not allowed to have sex with wild men outside. Take four!"

When the words fell, he threw her away.

Qiao Zheng staggered, straightened some messy clothes, and suddenly smiled lightly.

"why are you laughing?"

Huo Beiheng's voice had no warmth, and he stared at her deeply.

But Qiaozheng stood up straight, and looked at her husband from a distance: "It's ridiculous for me to laugh at you, do you know... what does your reaction look like now?"

Seeing that her husband was silent, Qiao Zheng didn't care, she leaned against the door and murmured softly, "It's like being jealous..."

"Jealous? Qiao Zheng, you deserve it too!"

Almost as soon as she said it, Huo Beiheng denied it without a trace of tenderness in her eyes.

"Since I'm not worthy, please turn a blind eye and close your eyes, and don't meddle in my private affairs... As for you, if you want to find Qiao Sisi, you can find Qiao Sisi. If you want to find young models, Internet celebrities, and female stars, you can do whatever you want."

Qiao Zheng said word by word, with a smile on her face and tears in her heart: "A married couple should not interfere with each other until... divorce."

As soon as this remark came out, Huo Beiheng frowned for a moment, and looked at his wife deeply: "Qiao Zheng, do you know...what are you talking about?"

She knew, of course she knew.

Slowly lowering her eyes, Qiaozheng stared at the cold ground, and suddenly asked solemnly and seriously: "Brother Beiheng, have you ever loved me? Did you have a little...even just a little bit of your marriage in the past five years? Moved?"

Asking this, Qiao Zheng's eyes under the eyelashes showed no hope at all.

Because of the answer, she knew it.

"...never."

After a second of silence, Huo Beiheng gave her the answer.

"Never..."

Tasting the two words carefully, Qiao Zheng closed her eyes, but continued to ask him again: "In the future, is there any possibility... to fall in love with me?"

Hearing that his wife still didn't give up, Huo Beiheng was inexplicably irritable: "Qiao Zheng, I, Huo Beiheng, would never fall in love with a dirty, unbearable, and vicious woman like you in the past, and I won't fall in love now, and it's even less likely that I will fall in love in the future. You should die!"

He answered decisively, cruelly, and cold-bloodedly, thinking that his wife would cry, make trouble, and go crazy.

Unexpectedly, she looked up again, still smiling: "Yes, for eight years, if you want to love someone, you have already fallen in love... If you can't fall in love for eight years, what is there to ask for."

"Sometimes, I wonder, what kind of couple are we? Except for that certificate, there is no wedding, no wedding photos, and no publicity... The word 'husband and wife' is really funny when it is used on us. "

Xu Shi really felt it was funny, the smile on Qiaozheng's face got deeper and deeper, and she almost burst into tears: "But I can't be reconciled, I really can't be reconciled, after chasing you for eight years, in the end... except for the scars, Get nothing, keep nothing."

Looking at his wife like this, Huo Beiheng showed a trace of impatience: "Qiao Zheng, what exactly do you want to say?"

"As you wish, I give up, I give up, I admit defeat... Brother Beiheng, I don't want to be your shadow anymore."

Qiao Zheng lowered her voice, tears flickered in her eyes as she stared at him in a daze.

Through the present him, he remembered the young man in front of his mother's mourning hall who protected her against everyone: "If you don't love, then hate... I think hate is easier than love, isn't it?"

Before he abandons her, he must be engraved with her for the rest of his life, so that he can live up to the past eight years!

Huo Beiheng listened, clenched his hands into fists, and his tone sank again and again: "Qiao Zheng, you're going crazy again."

... Is she going crazy?

Qiaozheng stopped laughing, and there was a cloud of sadness in her heart that couldn't be resolved: "Yes, I'm going crazy again, this time... I will go crazy completely, who made me such a bad person?"

"Qiao Zheng, don't pretend to be crazy for me!"

In the end, Huo Beiheng couldn't hold back, stepped forward and grabbed her by the neck...