C7 Hello Ex-husband

An assistant who was diligently and dutifully following by the side to take over the responsibility of holding up the umbrella. His eyes, eyes, nose, and heart were all focused as the umbrella was held up as steadily as a boulder.

He had never seen Chairman Gu, who was usually so obsessed with cleanliness that he would have been changed even if someone touched his sleeve. Now, he actually allowed a drunk woman to play a hooligan in his arms.

His palm felt the warmth of the man's chest, and he watched helplessly as the man's fingers slid across her face, bringing with them a feeling of being touched by electricity. His tears were wiped clean.

"Which one of you didn't have a face full of smiles that came here to play? Yet you, why are you crying?"

Jiang Yan Sheng's smile grew wider. "You've seen wrongly. Aren't I laughing now?"

As she spoke, the corner of her mouth seemed to lift up a thousand kilograms as her smile became increasingly unnatural.

The man's breath was unstable as he pressed his hand against her lips, "Stop laughing, it's so ugly."

The grievances he didn't feel were like a tidal wave that overflowed into the heavens. Suddenly, Jiang Yansheng buried his face in the man's neck and took a fierce bite. "You're the one who's f * cking ugly."

The man placed the phone into his pocket and cursed the sharp-tongued little fox in his heart.

He said in a bad mood, "Do you dare to get in the car of a random person you hired? Is it dangerous?"

Jiang Yan Sheng loosened his grip and said, "Then you're not in danger?"

The man lowered his eyes to look at her. The colorful clouds that broke through the clouds weren't stained her body at all. Instead, when she wasn't laughing, a red light shot over, giving her an otherworldly aura.

The person in his arms was lying limp on the floor. He directly carried him and walked towards the garage with ease.

"Why didn't you call me?"

In that split-second of dizziness, a deep, magnetic voice came from the top of his head. She leaned against the human chair and lazily said, "Not only did you not hit, I even threw away that piece of paper. What can you do?"

The man's voice came from his broad chest. "It's just a piece of paper, so just throw it away. Save it next time."

With a sway of his body, Jiang Yansheng closed his eyes as if he was resting. Only after a long while did he give a faint "En" reply. "There's no need for that."

"I've saved it before, after all."

However, she didn't save it from these lustful methods. Instead, she had a clean slate of clothes and was sitting with her lawyer discussing the divorce case. She had just saved her ex-husband's number along the way.

Who would have thought that the two numbers would match up to each other just like that?

It was exactly the same.

Was he treating her like an idiot, playing around?

The man stopped his steps and the two of them reached the side of the car. Jiang Yan Sheng stumbled as he held onto the car's hood to steady himself. She looked at the man's handsome face with a pair of peach blossom eyes and asked mockingly, "Aran?" Or was it Ignition? I can't say such an intimate way of addressing you. "

The man straightened his slightly messy sleeves, replying in an orderly manner, "It doesn't matter if I can call you by your full name, it's fine if you call me by my full name for a period of time."

Is it still called the full name for a period of time? His face was extremely big!

The smile in Jiang Yan Sheng's eyes faded a little. "Gu Huo, what do you mean? You think it's fun to get divorced? You want to lick your face and come to my bed? I thought it was some pure and innocent meat, but it turns out to be a wily old cured meat! "

The expression on the face of the sinister old man suddenly changed. He used one hand to support the hood of the car, "Get off, let's go home. Don't go drinking in the parking lot."

"Who's going crazy with alcohol? I'm not drunk at all! "

Jiang Yansheng wanted to shout without a care in the world. He even wanted to grab Gu Hong's neck and ask her why she was the one who made a fool of herself for the wedding. However, her eyes were instantly filled with tears.

What a joke!

What home? What home did she have?

Was it the Jiang family?

That family had eight sides that could cut through the wind. They were surrounded by knives, sharp words, and were in tatters. Who would want to return?!

Her frail body was curled up on the hood of the car, and she kept backing away as the man got closer.

"Stop talking to me. I don't even know if what you say is true or not."

With great effort, Gu Qishao managed to pull Jiang Yansheng off the hood of the car. He coaxed him, "Then we're not going home. Let's go back to sleep."

Hearing this, she became even more frightened, hugging her legs tightly. "I'm not going to sleep! I don't want to sleep with anyone! "

Gu Huo: "…"

A cold wind suddenly blew over. Jiang Yanzhi squinted his eyes and tried to clear his mind for a moment. He realized that he had been embarrassed. He calmly jumped off the car and touched the license plate as he felt around on the hood of the car.

The alcohol was only a third of the way up, but Jiang Yanxing's mind was still not clear. The man was holding onto her with one hand so she wouldn't fall down. She suddenly sneered, "What car did you drive, BYD?"

The aggrieved Bentley let out a cry and quickly unlocked it.

Gu Huo held back his words for a long time. Then, the words disappeared as he met Jiang Yansheng's confused eyes. He pursed his lips and helped Jiang Yansheng into the car.

She patted the seat belt on the seat restlessly as she said somewhat complacently, "President Gu, you drove such a car with just your hand?"

Gu Huo knew it was impossible for him to explain things clearly to drunkards, so he said in a low voice, "Where do you live?" I'll send you back. "

He lowered his head to look at the safety belt on his chest. After fiddling with it for a long time, he still couldn't untie it. When did you pick me up? We've been together for more than ten years, and you still don't even know where my family lives? "

After complaining for a while, she gave him an address.

After obtaining the answer he wanted, Gu Huo didn't say anything along the way. He patiently listened to Jiang Yali's complaints all the way. All the heartless men should have died. All the scum men should have perished.

Standing in front of the tightly shut apartment door, Gu Huo held her in his arms. Without lowering his head to ask, Jiang Yisheng blurrily grabbed a key from behind the flower pot at the door and opened the door familiarly.

She kicked Hate off the door and fell onto the soft couch.

As the sofa next to him fell apart, Jiang Yansheng subconsciously gave a push, but was wrapped up by a pair of hot palms.

"Don't Miss Jiang have plenty of money? "Why do you usually live in a single apartment like this?"

Gu Huo spoke into her ear. The skin under her mouth was exquisite, and the aroma of alcohol intoxicated her.

Jiang Yansheng blinked his eyes, the man's lips almost touching hers.

Pushing away the burning sensation on her body, she indifferently replied, "It's just convenient."

Then he stretched out a hand and pointed at the distance, "The door is over there. If you have nothing to do, then close the door and leave."

She originally wanted to coldly and arrogantly tell this man to f * ck off, but when she looked at the pair of dark eyes, she was unable to say anything.

How strange.

The selfish and insidious ex-husband actually brought her back so quickly, and her face was reflected incomparably clearly in his eyes.

She didn't have the fortune to experience such an inexplicable situation.

Jiang Yan Sheng quietly waited for the man to close the door and leave. After that, he accidentally fell asleep.

She could only blame the pillow on the sofa for being too soft. The temperature that surrounded her was still too warm.

"..."

When he woke up, the biological clock was even earlier than the alarm clock.

Jiang Yansheng rubbed his hair that had been fried into a chicken nest as he sat at the table. He looked at a bowl of steaming red bean porridge and saw a note on the table.

All that was said was that CEO Gu still had matters to attend to in the morning and had left early.

Jiang Yan Sheng found it funny. Why did it sound like he was asking for a reward?

CEO Gu was actually a baby, the kind that was more than 300 months old.

After drinking half a bowl of congee, Jiang Yansheng felt a headache coming on due to his hangover. He felt like vomiting after drinking another mouthful.

As a result, the remaining half bowl of Director Gu's good culinary skills were all put into the trash.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yansheng quickly dressed up and sat in his office.

Since Shuanghu hadn't worked overtime, there were a dozen designs stacked on the table, and the white light from the overhead lights cast a small shadow on her face.

After carefully reading the dozen or so copies in his hands, Jiang Yansheng sealed most of them and sent two of them back to the designer for modification.

As soon as the plan was relayed to everyone, someone knocked on Jiang Yansheng's office door.

A rather feminine voice broke through the door and came in, gritting his teeth.

"Is Director Jiang here?"

"Come in."

Jiang Yan Sheng turned his head and saw a slender figure reflected on the glass door.

A man with deep facial features and a mixed race face, with light blue eyes, wearing a beige windbreaker, pushed the door open and walked in.

He had a plan between two fingers, and it looked as if he despised it.

"You're Kris …"

Jiang Yan Sheng squinted his eyes as he tried to recall, the only foreign designer in the design department who had been transferred over from Milan, could be said to be the treasure of the design department.

The only thing that impressed her most was that the man's nose was very straight and his name was very long and awkward.

She remembered men with straight noses and strong libido.

"Chris Ford Tian, I know you Chinese like to read backwards. You can just call me Andi, but Director..." When the man came in, he swaggered around with his head held high, as if he didn't notice the haze that had been created by the attack. He slammed the proposal onto the table, anger written all over his face, "We should have worked together for more than a month. Why haven't you remembered my Chinese name yet?"

Jiang Yan Sheng laughed dryly as he tried to calm the man who was on the verge of exploding in anger, "I know, Andi. I was just politely trying to recite your full name just now."

As soon as she finished speaking, her nose twitched and she suddenly sneezed.

Not only was Andi's behavior as explosive as his design, the perfume he was wearing was also a very sexy and passionate type that could kill people with no cost to their lives.

However, Jiang Yan Sheng clearly saw that when Andi was laughing in private with other colleagues, she was obviously a bit feminine. He didn't know why, but she seemed like an explosive to him.

He really didn't know when such a person had committed a sin.

Jiang Yan Sheng pointed at the seat opposite him with a heavy sigh, "Sit down and we'll talk."

"I don't want to talk to you slowly. I still hold on to this plan and it's perfect." The half-spoken Andi spoke a few sentences in rapid Italian that Jiang Yusheng could not understand and sat down.

Jiang Yansheng blinked his eyes.

This man seemed to openly curse in front of her?