Grab a woman gl with the president

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"Cheng Xionglin, can you like me, even just a little bit. It's the first time I'm tempted, and I don't want to get nothing."

After hearing the words, Cheng Xionglin couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, his white fingers were reflected on the red suitcase, which looked extraordinarily transparent.

Facing Chang Yuan's sudden confession, facing Chang Yuan's eyes that no longer concealed anything, and facing his own secret heartbeat, Cheng Xionglin's heart seemed to stop suddenly.

But she can't, it's irrational.

She is 25 years old this year, excluding the 18 years of ignorance|things, in the remaining 7 years she met 2 people who moved her heart, the probability is not low.

In the future, there will definitely be someone who will make her fall in love, she has to wait, she can wait.

That being the case, why did she have to snatch someone with Song Hui in a moment of urgency? Anyway, Song Hui is her friend, falling out with Song Hui will do her all harm but no benefit.

Cheng Xionglin thoroughly suppressed the joy of being confessed in his heart, and looked at Chang Yuan with a pair of rational eyes: "Assistant Chang, I can pretend that I haven't heard this passage, it is impossible for us." After a pause, he added, "You should care more about Song Hui."

That's who you should love.

Afraid to look at Chang Yuan's reaction, Cheng Xionglin hurriedly dragged the suitcase and left after saying this, the door was closed heavily, and for a moment, Chang Yuan's lost heart seemed to be firmly caught in the crack of the door .

He couldn't catch up with her, and couldn't retreat, so he could only endure the severe pain alive.

Chang Yuan sat weakly on the sofa.

Song Hui, yes, Song Hui, the president and Cheng Xionglin are a couple, they even have a marriage contract, they are tender and affectionate together, and their parents have long since acquiesced.

In a few years, or even next year, they might get married, happily ever after.

So, what kind of white did she sue?

Chang Yuan clutched her heart, but no matter what, she couldn't control her heart.

She really didn't think about grabbing something. Isn't it okay to be a friend? Isn't it okay to simply be a friend who can eat together, go shopping together, and talk together?

If this is considered first love, Chang Yuan thought, she must have lost her love.

Chapter 15

Song Hui, who had been busy all night, finished the work at hand, his eyes were still clear, he raised his hand and looked at the clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to 9.

Although he had asked Chang Yuan to go to work later, according to Chang Yuan's habit, she would arrive at the office at 10 o'clock at the latest.

Song Hun propped his chin, looked at the photo on the corner of the table and smirked.

The photo on the corner of the table and the photo in the office are custom-made in the same batch. There is a small button on the side of the photo frame, and another photo will appear when you press it lightly.

In the photo are 12-year-old Song Hui and 9-year-old Chang Yuan. At that time, Song Hui still had fierce eyes, and Chang Yuan still had round and bulging cheeks. Their mother stood behind and smiled at each other.

That was the best time in Song Hui's memory.

Later, Song Hui's mother died of illness, and Song Yu secretly sent someone to chase him down. Chang Yuan and him escaped one by one. It can be said that he and Chang Yuan have experienced too many things together, and they are even closer than relatives.

He has long been used to Chang Yuan being by his side, but he never confided his affection to her.

One is because no one knew what the future would hold in the first few years, he might lose, be poor, and be frightened by Song Yu's design, he didn't want to drag Chang Yuan down;

The second is that Chang Yuan seems to be born with a lack of tendons. No matter what he says or does, Chang Yuan's reaction is flat, which makes him very frustrated, and he is even a little afraid to open his mouth to break the current balance.

Cheng Xionglin said that because of his mother, he didn't believe in love and was afraid of getting involved in love, which is not unreasonable.

He was afraid of becoming someone like his mother, who foolishly offered his love with both hands, and finally reaped the sadness of the rest of his life.

He is also afraid of becoming a person like Song Qi, who only thinks about affectionate things in his mouth, but the choices he makes are more ruthless than the other.

And step by step from the status of the so-called illegitimate child, through the sacrifices and gains along the way, Song Hui understood that he was like Song Qi.

Therefore, no matter which of the above reasons is enough to make Song Hui hesitate, he used to have a fiancée as an excuse, but now he has repeatedly shown his cowardice.

He was deeply moved by Cheng Xionglin's persistence in order to break off the engagement, he used to be very ignorant of Cheng Xionglin.

This pampered young lady was calm and unhurried even when she was surrounded by gangsters, but one day she came to him with half of her face swollen to cooperate, and she helped him countless times both openly and secretly, all for the freedom of emotion in the end.

The most incomprehensible thing is that he has never seen the person Cheng Xionglin likes, maybe she doesn't exist at all, but Cheng Xionglin is willing to be a moth, ready to jump into the fire at any time.

Does love have such magic power?

Song Hui stared at the photo at the corner of the table, reached out to take it over, and stroked each person in the photo with his fingers, maybe he should be brave.

He's not what he used to be, is he?

Thinking of this, Song Hui took out a contract from under the table, picked up a pen, and signed his name without hesitation.

This is a gift contract.

Before he decides to go after Chang Yuan, he has to think about everything in the future for Chang Yuan. If there is a day when he really likes the new and dislikes the old or abandons the old, Chang Yuan can take 10% of Song's shares to live better. Don't be like your own mother, with infinite hatred and infinite sorrow.

Seeing the handwriting gradually fading away on the contract, Song Hui raised his thick eyebrows, as if a huge stone had been removed from his heart.

It is said that money is the most vulgar thing, but it is the most practical and down-to-earth thing that can swear on love.

He stood up holding the contract, and walked out the door in high spirits. The servant stepped forward to help him pass the coat, and he replied in a good mood: "Thank you."

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Chang Yuan sat on the sofa blankly, she couldn't figure out why Cheng Xionglin turned his face and rejected her heartlessly when they woke up after sleeping, even though the two of them were talking and laughing at Yanyan last night.

The clock on the wall ticked away second by second, and the time passed silently. By the time Chang Yuan came to her senses, it was already 10 o'clock.

She doesn't want to go to work anymore, she's broken in love and needs a vacation.

At this moment, Chang Yuan's cell phone rang, and Song Hui's relaxed and smiling voice came: "Xiao Yuan, did you oversleep?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Chang Yuan felt grievances in her heart, she said in a hoarse voice, "President, can I ask for leave today, I'm sick."

There was a strong nasal voice in his ear, and Song Hui's good mood fell instantly. He had never seen Chang Yuan showing weakness like this: "Xiao Yuan, do you have a cold? I'll grant you a few more days off. You rest well. Let me come and see you."

Chang Yuan shook her head, then said into the microphone: "No, I'll just take a rest and go to work tomorrow."

Song Hui had no choice but to agree, but after hanging up the phone, Song Hui locked the contract in the safe and gave the flowers and chocolates he bought to the girls in the assistant team.

He was still worried, and planned to visit her personally.

When he arrived, he found that Chang Yuan's place was being renovated, and Chang Yuan had never told him about it.

Standing at the gate of the empty community, Song Hui had a wry smile on his face, and could only sigh helplessly: That's it, Chang Yuan won't tell him anything.

To be honest, Song Hui was really worried about himself. According to Chang Yuan's wooden personality, if he confessed, the outcome would be uncertain.

But as the old saying goes, a good girl is afraid of pestering her husband.Song Hui thought, since he had made up his mind, Chang Yuan would definitely be his.

Thinking of this, the competitive spirit flashed in Song Hui's eyes.

Chang Yuan doesn't know that she has become someone else's prey, she only knows that she is a poor little girl abandoned by Cheng Xionglin.

As soon as she got angry, she tried her best to build Cheng Xionglin's house.

Didn't Cheng Xionglin not let her into her bedroom? Chang Yuan just stayed in the bedroom and threw the clothes that Cheng Xionglin couldn't take away all over the bed.

He rolled on it himself.