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Sun Rong's scalp was numb, her face was burning, and she closed the door with a bang.

The couple looked at each other and froze on the spot, their minds seemed to be distracted by the scene in the room, and they were unable to react.

What did they see?

That woman Yang Qingheng actually kissed Song Hengjue, a grown man, until her face turned red. She was clearly a bully rather than a mistress!

Mr. Song actually didn’t resist yet!

Mrs. Zhang pinched her thigh hard and took a breath of cold air in pain before she could believe that what they just saw was real!

Song Hengjue heard a loud bang and suddenly opened his eyes as a conditioned reflex. When he met three pairs of eyes, his vision went dark and he almost fainted.

Yang Qingheng was suddenly pushed away by the man, smacked his lips, straightened his clothes and stood up.

"Enter."

The office door slowly opened.

Song Hengjue thought of what he had just done and sat on the sofa with his lips pursed. Even though he was fully clothed and thought it was natural, the messy hair on his head that Yang Qingheng had pulled gave him away.

Boss Zhang couldn't stop his eyes from drifting to his head.

Yang Qingheng coughed dryly and smoothed his hair. He felt the burning eyes of several people glance at Song Hengjue. His face was unhappy and he became more protective of his shortcomings.

"Why, Boss Zhang is not here to talk to me today, but is here to be a sculpture for my office?"

Boss Zhang came to his senses with a jolt, sat up straight and put the gift on the table, and smiled flatteringly: "Of course not, I am actually here to apologize to Mr. Yang. I said something bad before, and I offended Mr. Yang a lot. For the sake of my good relationship with my wife, please forgive me once."

Boss Zhang finally saw it clearly today. The relationship between Song Hengjue and Yang Qingheng was probably not shallow. If Yang Qingheng mentioned in front of him the things he had done to her before, it would probably be enough for him to drink.

There was a handful of cold sweat on the palms of my hands, and my straight waist was a little rickety.

Mrs. Zhang also felt guilty. She quickly smiled and apologized honestly: "Qingheng, I have offended many times with my words in the past. I think we have been friends for five or six years, so please forgive me once."

"Five or six years of friendship?" Yang Qingheng clasped his knuckles on the table, making a dull sound, as if clasping on the letterhead of the couple in front of him, which frightened their hearts and trembled, "How do I remember? What Mrs. Zhang said yesterday was... I am your dog?"

She smiled slightly, extremely sincerely, but the air froze because of these words.

"What did you say?" Song Hengjue's red face suddenly turned dark, and he stared straight at Mrs. Zhang, his eyes so cruel that they looked like they could eat people.

Mrs. Zhang felt cold all over and her words were incoherent. She just bowed and apologized to Yang Qingheng. Her humble voice was filled with tears: "Mr. Yang, you don't remember the faults of villains, so just throw away what happened yesterday as rubbish. It's all my fault." Such nonsense."

He prayed and looked at Yang Qingheng.

Boss Zhang was also shocked by these words. His neck was dripping with sweat and he was trembling with fear: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, I will teach her a lesson when I get back!"

"It's you who should teach you a lesson!" Although Yang Qingheng breathed a sigh of relief, he felt uncomfortable at all after hearing what Boss Zhang said.

You bitch man has learned how to take a woman out to block a gun. He is really nothing.

He rolled his eyes at the two of them.

Boss Zhang didn't know where he had offended him again. He just kept apologizing and wanted to call her aunt. This made Yang Qingheng upset and waved his hand: "Okay, get out."

She knew very well how bad these two people were. It was probably because of Song Hengjue that they came here today. They bullied the weak and feared the strong, and she would be upset when they saw them.

Feeling a little frustrated again, I gritted my teeth secretly.

Sooner or later, she would ask these dogs to take a detour when they saw her.

"Why don't you teach them a lesson!" Song Hengjue was so angry that he jumped up and wanted to chase them out.

Anyone dares to bully Yang Qingheng!

"Teach them a lesson? How to teach them a lesson? How can I beat them?" Yang Qingheng pulled his sleeve, and it was a bit funny to see him in such a hurry.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is. I don't know, I thought it was him who was being scolded.

Song Hengjue felt sour in his heart when he saw her smiling face. He bit her lip, and the veins on his arms bulged slightly due to emotion.

Seeing that bitch Mrs. Zhang's contemptuous attitude towards her, you don't need to guess how they bullied Yang Qingheng in the past.

He thought Tang Bainian protected her very well. Yang Qingheng was right, he was just stupid, extremely stupid.

If he had come here earlier, she wouldn't be so angry.

"Hey, what are you doing! It's so annoying to lick people like a dog." Yang Qingheng didn't like this sensational atmosphere, so she pretended not to notice his emotions, touched her face, and pushed him away in disgust.

"I don't even dislike you, but you still dislike me." Song Hengjue gritted his teeth and instantly put the sadness behind him. He held her down and deliberately brought his lips to her face, trying to disgust her to death.

The two of them were so out of breath that they almost fired their guns. In the end, Yang Qingheng held his face to stop him: "Okay, don't make trouble. We have work after dinner."

"You can't take a break." Song Hengjue sat upright to help her drink the soup, frowning.

He has been here squatting with her for several days. This woman is either working or working every day, and she has no time to rest on weekends. If he hadn't come here, she might not have remembered that he was here for half a year.

The more Song Hengjue thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

"Isn't it delicious?" Yang Qingheng took a sip of the soup, looked up and saw the man's expression was not good, and asked casually.

Song Hengjue was annoyed: "It's sour!"

"Ah?" Yang Qingheng was surprised. He took a sip and tasted it carefully, then rolled his eyes at him. "The wild boars can't eat fine bran, so why would the newly cooked soup be sour?" He picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Song Hengjue saw that the woman not only did not comfort him, but instead mocked him. He couldn't believe it, this woman had no heart!

"I don't have to go to the company today. How about you come to my house to eat this afternoon?" His eyes flickered, and he bumped her forearm.

When Yang Qingheng heard him say that she didn't have to go to work, she remembered that the stingy guy just refused to let go and used Fang Nan to give her some time. She pushed his elbow away in frustration: "No, I'll go home after get off work."

How does this work!

Song Hengjue's sense of crisis immediately rose. He had been here for several days, and Yang Qingheng had been treating him lukewarm, which made him feel inexplicably panicked.

He grabbed her wrist and softened his voice: "Tang Bainian is working overtime tonight and won't know that you came to my house for dinner. Besides, you didn't say you wanted to eat Changhong Restaurant's signature dishes. I asked their chef to come to our house to cook. "

As expected, Yang Qingheng's hand holding the bowl paused.

Have the opportunity!

Song Hengjue was ecstatic.

However, the next second he was splashed with cold water.

"No, I have to go to Mingyu's house for a banquet at three o'clock in the afternoon. His child is one year old and Tang Bainian doesn't have time. I have to go there." Favors must be done, and Mingyu and his wife have a good relationship with her. , considered a close friend she made in the capital.

Song Hengjue's shoulders suddenly slumped: "Okay, you will come next time."

"Besides," Yang Qingheng glanced at the time. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon. She picked up the lunch box and stuffed it into his arms, pushing him out. "Okay, I'm still busy, so you should go back quickly and let others see it." What do you mean when you stay in my office?"

Song Hengjue put on his mask and looked at her for a long time. He didn't see that the woman was soft-hearted enough to let him stay. She closed the door with a sigh.

Several secretaries outside saw the man wearing a mask coming out, and they were already used to it. They looked at each other, rolled their eyes inwardly, and looked up and down at Song Hengjue with disdain.

Thinking back to the beginning, this man's position was lower than theirs, and he even offended the shareholders in the company. They all thought that he was going to be fired from the company. Unexpectedly, he sold his body and went to heaven, seducing Mr. Yang every day. He was even given the key to the office.

Vixen! Not only did he have a good body, but Mr. Yang would dump him sooner or later!

Several people felt unbalanced and cursed angrily behind Song Hengjue.

When Sun Rong entered the door, she saw the disgusted expressions of a group of people. She glanced at Song Hengjue's back and felt that the scene was a bit funny. She felt funny in her heart, but she had a cold and serious look on her face and warned: "You are also considered old people in the company. I think you also know what can and cannot be said."

"Sister Sun, don't worry, we are not ignorant people." Several people were excited and quickly assured.

Lotus Sun glanced at a few people lightly and walked towards her desk.

Song Hengjue didn't know the abuse from the people behind him. He was driven out by Yang Qingheng. His heart sank, feeling depressed and uncomfortable.