Song July asked, "Where do I pester you? When you go to the party, I'll be waiting for you. I never got involved with you in public! Sign! Why are you so desperate to me? Give me a reason! Give me a reason to break up!"

Mo Zhengyan's eyes are only warm and indifferent. He seems to be thinking. In silence, he sighs, "Since you want to know the reason so much, I'll tell you --"

"Because you are no different from every previous one." He finally gave the reason, but it was cruel and cold.

"No! Zhengyan, I am different from them! I really love you! "

"You say you love me?" He smiled, and the smile was dazzling.

"Of course!"

"Since you love me, don't get entangled. Take what you deserve and leave here quietly."

"No! Zhengyan, give me another chance!"

"No more, that check won't be cashed in ten minutes." He was indifferent and not at all impressed by her plea.

"Zhengyan..."

"There are nine minutes left."

Song stopped there in July and looked at him for a long time. He could only pretend that he was so sad that he couldn't do it.

But it seems like the show is almost here.

put his hand into the bag and squeezed the spray in July. He raised his hand to hide his face.

Immediately, I smelled a pungent smell, and my eyes were red.

Success!

Tears fell!

Song left in July, crying sadly, "Mo Zhengyan! If you are so desperate, you will be rewarded!"

Secretary Qian then knocked on the door and came in. She brought two cleaners to clean up the messy office. She was even more conscientious. "Mom, it's time. You should go to the airport."

Outside Mohs Tower, Song strode out in July, and she quickly stopped a taxi. "Go to Wuzhou Tower."

"Miss, what's wrong with your eyes?" The taxi driver asked ahead.

"Ah, accidentally choking, it's okay..." Song July was choked, and now a pair of eyes have been crying, red as if beaten.

that damn mustard spray. How did it react so much?

The car drove slowly away, and in July, Song turned his head and looked at the building on one side.

Good-bye, dear Mr. Mo.

...

A month later, a direct phone call from Vice President Tang Han-chen came from the company.

In July, it's been a month. At the dinner party in the evening, you have to take that project.

"Dear Mr. Han, what if I don't do it?"

He chuckled at the other end and said, "Then I think you can take the place of Sheng and me for all the next payments."

"Oh, Mr. Han, just let me live."

ah! It's unfortunate that the supervisor at the top is starting to rush!

Here is the Five Continents Group, the leading well-known enterprise in Hong Kong City. The core is the Tang family, and the Tang family is one of the great families in Hong Kong City.

And she was the deputy manager of the PR department in the group in July of Song Dynasty.

Night stirs up people, and moonlight stirs up people as well.

She appeared gracefully at the reception site in a carved white fishtail evening dress. Silver zircon-inlaid high-heeled shoes, matched by shiny wafer handbags of the same color system, really complement each other. Only touching the long and soft hair on one side of the neck at will reveals a smooth skin, which is more seductive.

"Miss Song! I haven't seen you for a few days. You are still so beautiful and charming!" Immediately, there will be a son-in-law to chat up.

In July, Song smiled and took a cup of champagne from the waiter's hand. She smiled and answered, "Where are there days, Mr. Zhang? You have been clearly in my mind, I miss you every day! uuuuuuuuuuuu

"Manager Song, what about me? Did you miss me? Another son-in-law joined the team, and Song held his arm close in July. "You, didn't you just have coffee with you yesterday?"

At a banquet, Song was surrounded by a group of princes and brothers in July.

And she did not find that in the second-floor corridor above the hotel's revolving stairs, a man was chatting with the host of the banquet, his eyes were dull, but suddenly lit up after searching for something in the crowd.

"No way?" The other party was talking, and he shouted a few times.

"Kang Dong, what you said makes sense." Mo Zhengyan responded with a smile, but his eyes were crossed by the people in front of him, betting a little red in the green bushes.

She's so amorous.

It's like suffocating in bed.