Chapter 349

Qiao Mengxi was caught off guard. He pushed the whole person onto the wall and hit the wall heavily on her back. It hurt her so much that she shrank and grinned. When she reacted, she was also angry: "what are you doing!"

Chen he pinched her arm. The face that could have been seen in the past was now ferocious because of anger.

"What are you qualified to say about me? Don't think I don't know what you're up to! You just want to borrow me and get rid of your mess! "

Chen he originally looked at Qiao Mengxi and thought that even if the Qiao family fell, there would always be some embers, so he wanted to rub the heat.

But Qiao Ansheng's words just now gave him another hint.

Now the Qiao family may really not work. If he insists on borrowing the light of the Qiao family, he may be taken off the quagmire together with himself.

Look at Qiao Ansheng and Qiao Mengxi just now.

It must be incompatible with each other.

One is the Qin family and the other is the declining Qiao family. If you continue to entangle with Qiao Mengxi, look at Qiao Ansheng's dislike of Qiao Mengxi.

Will you be on Qin's blacklist with yourself.

Chen he thought carefully, some of his back became cold, and there was a decision in his mind immediately. The look between his eyebrows was cruel.

"Me! You're bullshit! I didn't! "

Qiao Mengxi also wants to deny it.

Chen he sneered. He pinched Qiao Mengxi hard in his hand. His face twisted. He couldn't say any words any more. Then he said, "Qiao Mengxi, think about it yourself. What are you! I look up to you when I'm with you. Now I'm tired of you. If you know better, get out of my sight immediately... "

Qiao Mengxi just wanted to stop him from giving the painting to Qiao Ansheng. At worst, he just wanted him to make up for it.

Who knows, this noise, but heard the meaning of breaking up from Chen he's mouth.

This made her a little flustered and pale: "what do you mean?"

Chen he came to her ear and repeated it very clearly: "I said, I'm tired of playing now, let's end here! Don't come to me again! "

He paused. "Do you hear me clearly?"

After that, Chen Hesong opened the shackles of Qiao Mengxi and turned to go.

Qiao Mengxi's lips trembled for a moment, and he didn't care about his pinched arm. He turned back like an octopus and hugged Chen he's waist.

Her tough attitude just now softened: "no! Chen he! Don't get angry. If you don't like it, I won't mention it again... I won't mention anything... "

The more she entangled, the more upset Chen he was: "let go! You let go! Hear me! "

He pushed down and grabbed Qiao Mengxi's hand.

Qiao Mengxi hugged him no matter how hard he was. He twisted his wrist, pulled it away and threw it aside.

Chen he was disgusted and patted it. The place just held by Qiao Mengxi seemed to be stained with something dirty. He obliquely gouged out Qiao Mengxi.

"Breaking up is breaking up. Don't tangle up like a piece of gum. It's disgusting..."

He tidied up his clothes.

"They are also sisters. They are all Qin's people now. Look at you again. You know how to walk around among men all day. No wonder people don't recognize you as a sister..."

"I would be ashamed if I had a sister like you!"

Chen he was unforgiving. One by one, he also threw away his elaborate disguise. Now he just wanted to get rid of Qiao Mengxi, the mud stuck to himself.

Qiao Mengxi was a little stunned by his sarcasm. In such a stunned time, Chen he had turned a few steps and left without looking back, just like fleeing the virus.

There was almost no one in the hall. It was quiet and empty. The outside sun could not shine into the depths of the hall.

The expression of the woman standing in the shadow has been distorted to a terrible extent.

"Joe, ANN, Sheng..."

The three words were like a poisonous spell, squeezed out of her teeth with a deep hatred.

……

Qiao Ansheng successfully completed the task without spending a penny. Almost when she arrived at the company, Chen he sent someone to deliver the painting.

Qiao Ansheng was very satisfied and asked Xiao Zhang to wait at the door to command the people. First, he sent the picture to Qin Yanchen.

Thinking of Qiao Mengxi's green face, Qiao Ansheng felt the clear sky was good, humming an out of tune tune tune and walking to the office.

"Wow, how romantic..."

Several colleagues came face to face. Before saying more words, they showed a look of envy to Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng looked confused and confused, but seeing that they didn't say much, he had to answer first and vaguely.

Qiao Ansheng was in a fog until he came to the office. He didn't wait for the door of the office. As soon as the elevator door opened, there was a gust of wind outside and a strong fragrance came in.

The smell was so strong that it rushed into Qiao Ansheng's nose unprepared.

"Ah Joo..."

She sneezed and frowned suspiciously, "what is so fragrant..."

She rubbed her nose and stepped out of the elevator door, but she saw that there were people on almost the whole floor in the corridor. These people crowded together and were excited. She didn't know what to discuss.

"Wow, it's so romantic. There are roses in the whole corridor..."

"God, I have never seen so many roses in my life except in the florist... Which local tyrant sent them?"

……

Colleagues are still pushing and shoving, and some people have taken out their mobile phones to take photos.

Before Qiao Ansheng could stand still, the elevator door behind her opened.

A group of people from other floors poured in. For a moment, the scene was crowded like a noisy market.

Qiao Ansheng frowned, pushed away the crowd and pushed to the front. When she came to the front, she couldn't help staying for a while.

The door of her office, from the east of the corridor to the west, was filled with countless red roses.

The color of the rose was surprisingly red, and the bright red color was extremely overbearing. It was wrapped in a huge flower basket and placed there neatly.

The pungent fragrance drifted away, just like entering a sea of red flowers.

When the people in front saw Qiao Ansheng, they made a place for her, but there were too many roses, crowded from the corner to the door of the elevator.

People almost have no place to intervene.