You, CEO’s Secret Wife

Obviously, Cheng Muze's plan was successful, otherwise Huo Liancheng would not call him so late and ask him what he said to Jian Yun.

"Cheng Muze, you wait!" Although Huo Liancheng didn't ask anything, since he knew it was Cheng Muze's ghost, it was enough. On Jian Yun's side, he asked slowly, and he would always figure out the reason.

Cheng Muze, who was intimidated by Huo Liancheng, patted his heart, put down his phone, took a sip of red wine and was shocked, saying that he was not afraid of being fake. He knew very well how harsh Huo Liancheng was, and he was rude to toss people.

But, who told him that his fourth brother would not pity him so much and treat his special helper as a donkey, of course he would find some trouble for the fourth brother.

Besides, he is also short-mouthed...

At the same time, Huo Liancheng hung up the phone and suddenly felt upset and irritable. He took a few cigarettes, turned and walked back to the bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Jian Yun, who was already asleep.

Huo Liancheng touched Jian Yun's hair and brushed the strands of hair that fell on her face aside. There were still tears on her face. She was lying on her side, with her eyebrows locked, as if she was not sleeping well.

Huo Liancheng sat for a while, and didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he planned to go back to the study to continue working. He just got up and walked two steps, and suddenly his cell phone rang.

At this time, the night was quiet, the silver moonlight was falling, and a tree shadow flickered outside the window. In the silence, Huo Liancheng looked down at the phone, but when he saw the caller ID suddenly frowned, a complex look flashed under his eyes.

He looked at Jian Yun subconsciously. Although his mobile phone adjusted the vibration, he was worried that it would wake her up, so he hung up.

But the other party obviously wouldn't give up so easily. Within a few seconds, Huo Liancheng's mobile phone began to vibrate again. This time, Huo Liancheng picked up the call.

When Jian Yun woke up, it was already past seven o'clock. She felt a little pain in her head and her eyes were dry and uncomfortable. I thought she had cried too hard last night.

Jian Yun sat on the bed and scratched her hair, feeling very bad.

When Huo Liancheng is not there, Jian Yun knows the rules of his life. He always gets up at 6 o'clock, then runs for exercise in the morning, and goes out to work at 7:30.

In fact, Huo Liancheng's life is really simple. There is no luxury life of rich people reported in gossip news. Instead, it is self-discipline and self-discipline. He is the ideal husband for all women.

So, what else does she care about?

However, as long as Jian Yun remembered what happened last night, she was very upset. She also knew that she was so hypocritical and annoying, but she couldn't help it.

Jian Yun couldn't help wondering how Huo Liancheng and Chen Xinran looked when they were together, did they also love each other so much at the beginning, did he also see Chen Xinran with her eyes, so Chen Xinran died of labor after being pregnant with his child Will it make him so painful that he would rather never have children with other women?

Jian Yun felt that she would be crazy if she thought about it.

Forget it, she must be crazy, so she cares about the past so much that she is still eating the jealousy of people who are no longer there!

Jian Yun slid out of the bed, hesed and gasped as soon as she stood still, stretched out her hand to support her waist, it hurts!

Of course it will hurt. Later last night, she was once again strengthened by Huo Liancheng. She was also stubborn and resisted desperately. He was probably in a hurry. He didn't pay attention, and almost broke her old waist.

When Jian Yun went downstairs after washing, he supported his waist with one hand and slowly moved down the stairs with the other. The huge villa was quiet and quiet. Huo Liancheng didn't like crowds, so except for two or three maids and housekeepers, There are not many people. The bodyguards are all on the outside of the house, and there are also inside, but they usually don’t move around.

Jian Yun went downstairs to find food. She didn't know if she was tired from crying last night. She felt so hungry when she got up in the morning.

It was almost eight o'clock, and Jian Yun thought that Huo Liancheng must have gone to work long ago, so when she saw the man sitting at the table reading the financial newspaper in the restaurant, she was taken aback.

When Huo Liancheng saw Jian Yun approaching, he also looked at her, his eyes burning. Today, he is only wearing a black T-shirt and gray trousers. His casual outfit makes him more handsome and beautiful, making people reluctant to look away.

"Are you hungry?" Huo Liancheng put down the newspaper, his thin lips evoked a gentle smile, he got up, took the milk that had been warmed with warm water from the pot and handed it to Jian Yun.

Jian Yun didn't pick it up, and Huo Liancheng didn't get angry, put the milk on the table, and went to get Jian Yun early. Jian Yun just watched him set out the plates one by one.

"Ou Kee’s crystal shrimp dumplings, steamed siu mai, crab yellow buns, custard buns..." Huo Liancheng took and introduced them, from Cantonese morning tea to Tianjin big buns, as well as cold skin rice noodles, steamed rice cake dumplings, and even that. There are biangbiang noodles.

Seeing that Huo Liancheng was about to fill the dining table, Jian Yun didn't care to get angry with him, and asked with a dazed expression: "Are there any guests coming to the house so early?"

"No!" Huo Liancheng brought out the last plate of fried noodles. He looked at the table and couldn't put it down. He simply held it in his hand, smiled and said to Jian Yun: "Just let us eat."

Jian Yun's mouth twitched fiercely, "Even if we are both pigs, we can't eat so much!"

Huo Liancheng's face turned black. "Who compares himself to a pig?"

Jian Yun pointed to dozens of plates on a table, and said speechlessly: "Then tell me, how can we two eat so much! Although you are rich, you can't abuse your food like this."

"You can pick what you like, and I'll take care of the rest!" Huo Liancheng kicked a few oversized insulation buckets aside, moved the plate, and barely put down the dish of fried noodles in his hand, and looked up. Seeing Jian Yun still standing still, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "If you don't eat it, you will get cold."

Jian Yun had been greedy for a long time after smelling the scent, and at the moment he didn't care to breathe with Huo Liancheng.

"What happened to the waist?" Huo Liancheng asked.

"What do you mean!" Jian Yun's mouth was filled with dumplings, her cheeks were bulging, her eyelids lifted, and she glanced across Huo Liancheng.

"You must be too rude to sleep, so you twisted it." Huo Liancheng made a serious analysis.

Jian Yun was too lazy to care about him, and immersed himself in bitterness.

When she was full, Jian Yun put down his chopsticks, got up and left, without even looking at Huo Liancheng.

Huo Liancheng hurriedly followed, stretched out his hand to hold Jian Yun's waist, and then pressed her big hand on her waist, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!" Jian Yun did not squint, took Huo Liancheng's hand away, and kept a distance from him.

"Still angry with me?" Huo Liancheng was confused, he still didn't know why Jian Yun was angry.

"No!" Jian Yun denies bluntly.

Seeing her hard work, Huo Liancheng, regardless of whether she was willing or not, hugged Jian Yun horizontally and strode upstairs.

"Hey, let me down!" Jian Yun was inexplicably irritable.