The president is committing suicide

The lights in the room were covered by clouds like the moon outside the window, and the face did not show up again.

The wind boldly lifted the fluttering curtains, but was so embarrassed by the heat inside that it never dared to be so rude again.

The flickering candlelight burned with passion, and tears rolled down, faint but not extinguished.

How long did it take for the sleeping elf to wake up and call the sun to see?

When the sun shines in, the white curtains wander back and forth lazily, and the two lovely people have embraced each other and fallen into a more beautiful dream. The soft quilt covers all the nonsense.

Everything is as pretty as a rose, as peaceful as a rose.

Shen Cong wanted to wait for her to wake up, but unfortunately the company's affairs had not been arranged in advance, so he had to go today.

If Luo Yan hadn’t called me, I would have almost been unable to get up.

For many years, I have never slacked off in my work.

He leaned over and kissed her sleeping face reluctantly, once, twice, and three times.

"wait me back."

She couldn't hear it, and Shen Cong seemed to be talking to herself.

When Ding Jiaying woke up, she felt an unprecedented tingling and relaxing sensation in her body. She wanted to stretch lazily, hugged the quilt, stared at the shaking curtains and laughed foolishly.

Yesterday, the sheets, quilt and pillows were squeezed so tightly that they could hardly fit on the bed, and she was almost falling off the bed due to the constant shaking.

In her swaying vision, Ding Jiaying could only see a sliver of bright moonlight at the foot of the window screen. The moonlight and the window screen floated together, making it difficult to tell who was who.

Her voice didn't sound like her own, it was so charming and weak, as if she was deliberately trying to anger the person who had caused the huge storm.

The more Ding Jiaying thought about it, the redder she felt, and she pulled the quilt to bury her face.

It is totally hard to imagine that the person with such an incredibly flexible waist is actually myself whose limbs are so stiff when dancing.

He grabbed his waist, and the force seemed to remain on his skin.

She reached out to touch that place, but it was just soft. How could it feel so hot and numb?

He was familiar with every happy part of himself, and his response was so natural and appropriate.

She danced to the rhythm of his hot breath, following closely where he led.

It was just like what Xiao Mimi said, even though my brain didn't remember anything, my body's memory and proficiency were simply astonishing.

The ambiguous words that came out of his mouth and the action of teasing him made Ding Jiaying, who had just woken up, wish she could die.

That must not be me.

But that's me!

Even in the office, Ding Jiaying couldn't get those words and actions that crossed the line out of her mind. Along with them, she was embarrassed.

She was afraid to look people in the eye, always feeling that people were looking at her and knew all the messy thoughts in her mind.

"Have you done anything wrong?" Xiao Mimi came to the office, leaned her hands on the desk and stared at her.

Ding Jiaying waved her hands repeatedly, but a warm glow appeared on her face.

So hot.

Xiao Mimi looked him up and down, then folded her hands to her chest and said, "Are you feeling better? Are you feeling better?"

Ding Jiaying didn’t know how to respond. How did she know everything?

She had to play dumb: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Xiao Mimi knew that she was thin-skinned, so she smiled and said, "I know you are thin-skinned, and it's enough for you and me to know it. But you'd better not go out and smile at others today. If you look like that, everyone will know that your spring has come."

Ding Jiaying blushed even more and acted pretentiously: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'll tear your mouth apart."

"I know, I know. Mr. Shen is very capable and Miss Ding is very satisfied. I am just a mean person who is meddling in other people's business. I will go out to work right away." Xiao Mimi hid as she walked out the door.

"Get lost." Ding Jiaying felt like she couldn't even speak. She really knew how to make her lose face.

The door suddenly opened again: "You must have been exhausted yesterday. If you want to take a nap, I will ask them to wait until you wake up before doing anything else."

"You!" Ding Jiaying couldn't help but took a step forward and slammed the door shut.

The sound of the door closing was so loud that it attracted the attention of colleagues.

Xiao Qian came forward to ask, and Xiao Mimi said, "Boss Ding is a little upset today, so just come to me if you have anything to say."

Seeing President Xiao walking into the office with her skirt swaying triumphantly, Xiao Qian felt incredible: "She seemed to be in a good mood when she came in just now, how come she changed so quickly?"

Someone came over and said, "Needless to say, it must be President Shen's business."

"What? What? Aren't they very much in love? I often see him coming to pick up Mr. Ding recently."

"What do you know? A rich family marriage is not as glamorous as it looks. He's a rich CEO and doesn't have all kinds of women. He needs to change his taste."

"Why do you ordinary men like to lower the moral character of men so much? Do you think everyone is like you?"

"It's all over the news, and everyone is watching."

"Just shut up. We're in this business, how can we not know that some of the news is true or false? It's good enough if one out of ten news reports is true."

"Forget it, stop talking nonsense here, or you'll get into trouble." A man pointed at Xiao Mimi's office.

Everyone turned around and saw that President Xiao was surrounded by a circle of anger, staring at them intently.

For a moment, no one dared to move.

"What are you standing here for? Are you all dead? You can only talk but not work? Do you still want to do your job? Whoever doesn't want to do it can write a resignation letter today and I will approve it immediately." Xiao Mimi's face looked unusually serious.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Xiao Qian was holding the documents and was stunned. When she saw her sideways glance, she immediately said tactfully, "Here are some documents that were originally required to be reviewed by President Ding. I am just going to show them to you now."

Xiao Mimi glanced at the silent office and snorted, "Come in with me."

Everyone gave Xiaoqian a grateful look and buried their heads in their own work.

It’s not that Ding Jiaying didn’t hear the noise outside, but when she clicked on the news page, her eyes lingered on Shen Cong and refused to leave.

Let others say whatever they want, and believe whatever you want.

Beauty? Is there still a shortage of beauties in this world?

Wealth, as something that is always concentrated in the hands of a few, always attracts a lot, even the ability to define beauty.

If a person likes you, loves you, respects you, fears you and clings to you, you are the most beautiful in his eyes.

The rest of the people are just a bunch of rotten skins.

How could Shen Cong have any interest in them, just like she would not be interested in other men now.