Mrs Wayne

My head was full of question marks, and I always felt that when I didn't know, my husband seemed to be a different person, but some of his subtle habits did not change at all, and so did his taste, which was so strange.

He also seemed to notice my suspicious gaze, and then he stretched out his hand to relax, and took me into his arms. The man stretched out his hand and pressed it on my neck, and whispered in my ear, "Relax." Some, nothing."

I'm nothing, the problem is that I always feel that you have something, don't you really feel that your recent self is particularly abnormal?

I couldn't help but put my arms around his neck. I suspected that he was under a lot of pressure to inherit the family business, so I started talking, "If you are afraid, it's okay, we can ask Dad for help." of."

"To be honest, I don't know what the president is going to do. In fact, I can understand your pressure when I think that you have to carry such a big company."

Being half-embraced by him, I couldn't help but hug his head even tighter, hugging the other's head in my arms weakly, I just felt like I was holding a baby, I couldn't help biting Biting his lip, he couldn't help kissing his short dark black hair, and whispered when the other party was a little stiff, "But it's okay, why don't you find Dad, Thomas Dad is so powerful, he can definitely help us."

They are all fathers now, how about imparting some experience to upgrade their son.

Bruce suddenly fell silent again, he seemed to stop breathing a little.

"I'll tell you in secret, Mama Martha told me, in fact, Dad has always been proud of having you as a son, it's just that Dad doesn't talk about it a lot of times." I hugged him and continued to comfort him, along the way His fur continued to be stroked.

Hey, men, sometimes they are always affected by their own strange self-esteem, and they can't always say what they think.

It’s just that Martha’s mother and I are a little more tired, especially when we get older. Thomas’s father obviously cares about Bruce, but he always expresses his concern severely. Sometimes I feel tired for them. Maybe this is the subtle difference between the father and son. relationship.

Bruce is also a proud boy. Although he doesn’t talk about it most of the time, he also complains about his father’s stubbornness when I’m on vacation with me, but in fact he cares about his father’s evaluation of him, and occasionally gets praise from Thomas’ father. He doesn't say it, but in fact he can secretly enjoy it for two or three days.

The last time we went fishing together, he caught a big fish. Dad couldn’t help but praise his skills. My husband put the fishing rod away solemnly, and the fish was even preserved as a specimen. Look at the corners of my eyes are cramped.

"And you still have me." I couldn't help but secretly kissed his hair again, hey, did this guy get hairspray today, bah bah.

I secretly threw up twice, wait a minute, it's really strange, he rarely used hairspray before.

But when I was with me, he wore POLO shirts more often, so he didn’t need hairspray. When I rubbed him, I accidentally rubbed hairspray, and my mentality was a bit broken, but a good wife has nothing to fear.

Silently, I rubbed the hair gel on my hand to the back of his presidential chair, and seemed to hear the man who was holding me laugh softly.

The laughter was very short, but it was completely different from before, with a feeling of relief.

"No way, let's apply for an MBA, let's just learn management." After all, they are the future president and the president's wife. Hey, sometimes, the life of the rich also needs to constantly improve and enrich themselves.

He reached out and patted my shoulder gently.

"Thank you, but I want to..." I stretched out my hand to hook his neck, and distanced him from him again. Bruce raised his eyebrows at me, then blinked, and the familiar face once again appeared on his face. That kind of proud and slightly frivolous smile, "Don't worry, I think... I should be able to do well?"

"really?"

I blinked my eyes, and then couldn't help but put my arms around him and continued to act like a baby, "Then let's work hard together to make Dad look up to us." The main thing is that you work hard, Mr. President.

When talking about Dad, Bruce always hesitated for a second. He looked at me, his eyes suddenly became gentle, "I never let him see me in Wayne Enterprises."

For some reason, I suddenly felt that he seemed a little sad.

"It's been a long time since I heard his praise."

When he laughed, it made me feel like his heart was crying, and I felt wronged as I hugged him, "Husband, what's wrong with you."

"You seem sad..."

I put it on his chest, listening to his beating heart, and he said after a long time, "It's nothing, maybe I'm too tired."

Okay.

In the afternoon, I sat in his office and read a book, while he put his hands in his pockets and looked at the scenery outside the window in the distance, listening to the reports of department heads behind his back. For some reason, he looked a little Absent-minded, but always seems to ask the point.

For the first time, I felt a subtle sharpness from my husband, which was different from when I was with him before. At this moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly, turning his head to look back at these people inadvertently, which was really oppressive.But at this moment, it seems that he really understands a lot of things. Just the man standing there, asking casually, can make those who have worked in the workplace for countless years startled into a cold sweat.

Seems like I don't know that much about my husband Bruce either?

Although he is also a high-achieving student who graduated from Harvard University, he is not from a business school after all. Yes, my husband Bruce and I are not actually from a business school. In terms of art and psychology, he always told me that he would build our garden by himself in the future and plant my favorite red roses in it, so that I could receive the roses he planted by himself every morning.

I always feel that he will leave the work of watering to Ah Fu at the end...

But can such a question really be asked by a person who has never been in business?

Although I do know that Bruce is very smart, that kind of gifted smart, but being so smart is simply amazing.

Then why is he so nervous, there is something wrong everywhere, but to be honest, he is really handsome.

I held the book and looked at him blankly. After waiting for everyone to leave, Bruce pulled his tie casually and was about to go out. But he caught my eye and paused. The man with one hand in his pocket asked me sitting on the sofa, "Water?"

"Well, bring me a glass of ice back."

When he went to another room to pour water, the door was opened again, only to see a blond stunner wearing a miniskirt, bare-exposing half of her breasts, walking in like this. She is a typical American woman, her red lips are flaming, and her eyes are full of ambition.

Although I have a piece of information in my hand, since I came in, my eyes have started to wander around, constantly looking for someone. When the other person's eyes fell on me, there seemed to be a slight trace of hostility, but the next time In seconds, it turned into a cold snort of disdain.

I:……

Oh, miss, you are very courageous.

I stood up with a blank face, and then walked in front of the other party. The other party was wearing high heels and raised my head, but I still reserved and unhurriedly glanced at her from top to bottom, "He went to rest, You can put things down and go."

She frowned, and the blond woman raised her eyebrows immediately, and she took a deep breath, "Actually, I still want to hand things over to President Wayne myself."

Seeing her stuffing the things in her hand into her bosom again, I glanced at the name of the material in the other party's hand, and when I looked up, it turned out to be just a business proposal, with Sharon Brown written on it.

I raised my chin, "Do you have an appointment?"

She froze instantly, and her red lips trembled slightly, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

"It's okay without an appointment." I also sneered, and said unceremoniously, "After all, there are always some people in this place who want to rely on beauty and whimsical ideas."

I have seen this kind of little bitch a lot. How many people see Bruce and their legs are weak. I don’t know how many girls tried to pry off my corner when we were dating. This little sister’s rank is too low.Gossip Girl is not even counted, I clicked my tongue, then went to the chair Bruce was sitting on and sat down with my legs crossed, then raised my chin and said, "After all, this is the president's office, if you really have something, I can give you 3 minutes to convince me."

She seemed to be so angry that I took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

"If you don't plan to say anything, you can go out."

This time the girl named Sharon couldn't stand it anymore, "Who are you, a flat Asian woman?"

"It's Bruce's wife." I said with a smile, "You're the wife of the CEO I've been wanting to meet, oh my god, your boobs look like they're going to fall out, I accidentally turned the temperature up Very low."

"Please pull up your clothes. After all, this is a company. It's better to be careful. It's not good if you get sick."

"Oh my god, you still haven't put on your clothes." I clicked my tongue, "Aren't you afraid of the cold? As far as I know, people who don't put on their clothes at such a cold temperature may have other ideas people."

I continued to yell at her in a bitch, "You know, a woman like you who can join Wayne Enterprises must be a very successful woman in her own right. I believe you know that, because my husband's excellence always has some strange things. A woman, I thought I could take the position directly."

Yes, I was just insinuating and spraying you, so what, you can’t even record that I’m scolding you, hehehe.

I sighed very sadly, and seemed to be particularly concerned about what she said, "I really don't want to hear any bad rumors from here. If you let others misunderstand you, such as relying on your so-called body to get more resources, what?" Yeah, that's not good."

Because I'm a woman, and she couldn't say that I attacked her personally, she immediately turned pale with anger.

"I naturally believe that you are not such a person." I changed the topic, and said to her with a smile on my face, "For the sake of your God, you are not such a person, right?"

I don't know who God is, anyway, this little bitch will be beaten to death by me.

This blond stunner named Sharon was about to vomit blood from anger, her chest even trembled violently because of anger, Little Bichi raised her voice in a second, "You damn..."

When my husband Bruce just came back with water and took a step into the room, I stood up and rushed into his arms like a gust of wind. The villain complained first, "Honey, the woman just now So fierce, she..."

"I don't know why..." I whispered into Bruce's arms, "She was swearing."

I lowered my eyes, with a sad and helpless expression, "It's terrible."

Bruce: ...

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In fact, the black bat who has been observing secretly from the beginning to the end: the mood is really complicated...