On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and his energy became more and more fierce.

Lan Xun was helpless and allowed him to take whatever he wanted.

During the incident, she held back with tears in her eyes, "You said you wouldn't let me come again, and yet you brought me here yourself. Chi Yuhan, are you still shameless?"

Chi Yuhan pressed against her deeply and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm just shameless. Are you willing to risk your life? Don't you know what kind of person Xiao Shaobai is?"

"You care about me, ugh..." She shook her head and shouted helplessly, "We have broken up, who do you care about me and? I have nothing to do with you."

"We are closely connected now, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with me?" Chi Yuhan said fiercely, the fire of lust burning vigorously, his eyes blood red.

He turned her over and over, torturing her for almost the whole night.

She finally passed out and passed out on his bed. So I stayed there that night, because I couldn't walk anymore, so I fell on the bed and couldn't even stand up.

She had never spent the night in this house before, and it was the first time she spent the night here, and she was in such a miserable state.

Fainting, forced to wake up... repeated.

Drowsy, groggy, exhausted.

Several times I felt like I was going to die, but I woke up slowly due to his troubles, opened my eyes faintly, and looked at the man hanging above me in despair.

Tears in eyes, lost in thought...

The next morning, it's a new week, a new day.

Youyou woke up and moved her numb limbs. The bones in her body seemed to be falling apart, and she was exhausted and weak.

Looking at the time, I'm almost late! I'm afraid I won't be able to make it to the meeting this morning...

Thinking of what happened on this bed last night, Lan Xun felt ashamed, annoyed, anxious and angry.

He picked up a pillow and threw it on the man's head: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

When the pillow hit her, she threw herself at him, pressed his head with the pillow and sat on it, "Chi Yuhan, you are going to make me late!"

She knew she was going to be late, but she still wanted to make trouble with him?

Chi Yuhan raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender.

His handsome face was covered by her pillow, and his breathing was difficult. His voice was hoarse and almost inaudible, "Don't make trouble... I'll take you out. I promise you won't be late."

To avoid being discovered, a car was arranged to take her first. Chi Yuhan's car then drove to the company.

After Lan Xun got out of the car, he jogged all the way.

Before the morning meeting, I hurried into the office, grabbed a document, opened the door of the conference room, and apologized repeatedly to the surprised eyes in the room.

Miss Lan from the public relations department has always been dignified and reserved, with an elegant manner and rarely appears to be panicked.

And, it's late.

Her image began to plummet.

Seeing her rashly breaking into the meeting room, Umi frowned dissatisfied and said, "Since you are late, please don't come in again. It will affect the atmosphere of the meeting."

"One minute left..." Lan Xun took a breath and looked at the time on the watch on his hand.

The president hasn't come yet and the meeting hasn't started yet, so how can it have any impact? The one who is really late should be their CEO.

If she was really late and it didn't matter whether the meeting was with or without her, she really wouldn't plan to come in.

But today, she did have something to do and had work to deal with.

Of course, for arriving ten minutes early for the meeting, she was indeed late.

Everyone at the venue was whispering to each other, commenting on her being late.

After Lan Xun took his seat, he just lowered his head and listened to the movement outside the door.

After a while, there was a steady sound of footsteps approaching from far away.

Listening to the familiar steps, she became nervous and felt flustered.

Second Secretary Zhong Xin led the way and took the lead: "Mr. Chi is here, everyone be quiet."

At the entrance of the venue, a dark shadow appeared.

As soon as Chi Yuhan walked in, everyone stood up.

"Mr. Chi, morning!"

"Well, morning..." Chi Yuhan nodded and motioned for everyone to sit down.

The powerful momentum and condescending feeling give people the feeling of an ancient emperor going to court in the "lifetime of all ministers".

Every time Lan Xun looked at him like this, he felt that he was so far away from him. It's like the difference between cloud and mud.

He looked cold and looked around the audience with his sharp eyes. He took his seat calmly and started today's meeting.

The theme of today’s meeting is some discussions on the “New Smart Car” launch event...

During the new product event, Lan Xun was the leader of the customer event team, meeting all the needs of customers at the event. But within a week, she will report to the branch.

Therefore, at this meeting, Lan Xun and another public relations staff performed a simple handshake handover ceremony.

After the meeting, Lan Xun had just sat down at his desk when he heard the first secretary Aili, the second secretary Youtian, and several others gathered at the entrance of the public relations department, chattering.

"She was late this morning, and the president was also late..."

"On the way back to the company yesterday, we all got out of the car, but she was the only one who stayed in the car."

"I don't know where she and the president went in the end?"

"Where else can we go? Just think about it with your toes. A man and a woman must be renting a house together."

"Is our president interested in her?"

"No matter how interesting I am to her, she has no chance. Who is Vice-President Su? He has a good academic background and a good family background. The most important thing is that he is engaged..."

"The president is just playing with her..."

Zhong Xin came over, put her hands on her hips and yelled: "Why don't you go to work quickly?"

"The plan for a year begins in spring, and the plan for a day begins in the morning. There is so much work in the morning, everyone is almost dizzy from work, and you are still chatting here?"

She yelled away the people who were chatting together and walked in. Lan Xun was used to these comments, "Let them talk. They can't stop their mouths in other people's faces."

"I just can't get used to hearing that, those melon ladies gather together and chatter when they have nothing to do. It's as lively as a market. This is an office area, not a vegetable market."

Zhong Xin walked to her workstation and brought her a large bag of wolfberry tea, "Break this in water and drink it to replenish blood."

Lan Xun accepted it happily and was doing the final cleaning. When she didn't come to work overtime yesterday, he said casually, "The president asked to work overtime yesterday, and Haimei said you took personal leave."

Zhong Xin lowered her eyes and said, "There is something going on at home."

Lan Xun didn't ask him anything, but he heard her sigh suddenly, with an annoyed look on her face. Out of the affection of a good friend, he quickly asked with concern, "Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Zhong Xin folded her arms, lay on her desk, and whispered, "My dad asked me to go on a blind date, but I didn't want to go. Then my dad said, if you don't go on a blind date, get out."

Lan Xun heard this and joked, "Are you really going to get out?"

"I don't!" Zhong Xin snorted, "As for my father, I am the only daughter. He is reluctant to kick me out. He is just louder than thunder. When his temper comes, he doesn't hesitate to speak. Temper. It’ll be fine once it’s over.”

Lan Xun nodded thoughtfully.

She thought of her father, who was usually pretty normal but had a bad temper after drinking or losing money in gambling.

He rummaged through the cabinets, smashed things, and domestically assaulted his mother.

At that time, he didn't look like a father at all, like a stranger than a stranger. Even sometimes, he is not even a human being...

If she hadn't done very well in school, she wouldn't have been able to read, and she wouldn't have been able to get into elementary school, let alone go to university.