Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

"Didn't I say that you are in charge of such a big company and have so much free time?" Yang Qingheng was thirsty after the meeting. As soon as she opened the office door, she saw a man sitting on the sofa holding a thermos bottle, looking at her eagerly. The mentality is broken.

Although I don't want to admit it, my jealousy can no longer be suppressed.

Song Hengjue thought she was bored because he came here to deliver food every day. His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to meet her eyes. He put the soup in his hand on the table: "Fang Nan is in the company to help look after it. I heard from my sister-in-law that your company The food is not good, you haven’t eaten much recently, so I cooked some soup and brought it to you.”

Yang Qingheng neatly organized the documents he had just brought back from the conference hall. He had no intention of listening. He only accurately captured one sentence in his mind and turned around to look at him.

"What...what's wrong?" The woman's eyes were so hot that they could burn him to ashes. Song Hengjue's ears were red and he stuttered.

Yang Qingheng rushed over with a quick stride and grabbed his hand tightly: "What did you just say? Say it again!"

"I said my sister-in-law said you..."

Yang Qingheng raised his hand to interrupt: "That's not the sentence."

Song Hengjue tentatively spoke: "Does Fang Nan help with the company's affairs?"

"Yes!" Yang Qingheng clapped his thigh and held his fist with both hands. "Song Hengjue, we are two people who can sleep on the same bed now. You should be very generous to me."

Song Hengjue's heart was on fire at her straightforward words, and her mind was hot: "Of course!"

Yang Qingheng succeeded, pressed the back of his head and sucked hard on his lips, making a clear sound, teasing Song Hengjue until he didn't know where to place his hands and feet, and his ears were so red that they were bleeding.

"In that case, you give Fang Nan to me."

The woman's words made his head freeze instantly. He raised his head stiffly and said word by word: "What did you say?"

"No, you are so stingy." Yang Qingheng pinched one side of his face, feeling a little unhappy.

She knew that he had a lot of useful secretaries, but one of hers had just resigned and was too busy, so why not give her a job?

She ran her soft fingertips over his dry stubble, touched his ears flatteringly, and tried to reason: "Think about it, it's not safe for me to find someone outside. Fang Nan is so nice. I'm one of my own. I can use it." Don’t worry.”

Even if she sleeps with a man outside, she still wants to sleep with Fang Nan?

Song Hengjue felt like he was struck by lightning. The woman's words yesterday kept echoing in his mind. No matter how good-tempered he was, he suddenly exploded: "Yang Qingheng, don't even think about it! If you dare to touch Fang Nan, I will... so I……"

No, are you really that stingy?

Yang Qingheng was no longer happy. She put her knees on the man's abdomen, grabbed his stubble and pushed the man flat on the sofa.

The high heels were thrown to the ground with two crisp sounds, and the slender legs were pressed against both sides of the man's abdomen.

Song Hengjue obviously didn't react, his expression was blank. She was so amused that she grabbed his chin and forced him to raise his head, grinding her cold tiger teeth on the man's thin, cold lips.

There was a slight pain on his lips, but it was like the key to lust, and Song Hengjue's brain exploded.

The atmosphere in the office was fiery.

Outside the door is another scene.

Boss Zhang and Mrs. Zhang came in carrying gifts. When they saw Lotus Sun, they quickly strode over and said, "Secretary Sun."

Lotus Sun had called them yesterday and was not surprised at all: "Boss Zhang and his wife are here. Mr. Yang just finished his meeting. He mentioned you to me just now. Come with me."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Secretary Sun." Boss Zhang was polite like never before.

It was the first time that Mrs. Zhang saw her husband being so humble. She approached Yang Qingheng, who had been serving her tea and water, with a bad expression: "Why don't we go back? I've asked about it, and I've never heard of anyone around Song Hengjue before. She is just for fun, it would be a joke if we were really afraid of her."

She has lived for most of her life, and she knows in her heart that there is a difference between a man outside and a man at home, and there is a difference between a plaything and a married man.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to let Boss Zhang fly the colorful flags outside.

Boss Zhang naturally understood this. Asking him to apologize to a woman was more uncomfortable than killing him, so he slowed down and backed down.

After what happened today, I don’t know how Yang Qingheng will laugh at him in the future!

The two looked at each other, agreed, and snatched back the gift they had just given to Lotus Sun: "Secretary Sun, we were just passing by to take a look at Yang Qingheng today, but we suddenly remembered that we have something to do later, so we went back first."

Why are these two people twitching and having the same attitude at the same time?

Lotus Sun didn't react. She stared at the two of them blankly. She forgot what she wanted to do next and subconsciously pushed the door open.

The grand scene in the office caught the eye of his successor.