Tan Yiming didn't lie to himself?

Thanks to tan Yiming, he doesn't know what Su muxue is thinking at this time.

Yu Lan was quiet and waited for the man's response.

Tan Yiming looked at someone in the back seat from the rearview mirror. Sure enough, the expression on someone's face was extremely changeable.

I wanted to laugh, but I held back.

Again, it was cold and light:

"No, let's get together, Miss Yu. Don't call me if it's not work. It's inappropriate. Someone here will be angry!"

After that, he simply hung up the phone.

And Su muxue, after the man finished, his face couldn't be redder, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Shit!

My heart burst into a foul mouth!

Tan Yiming laughed as if to take credit:

"How's it going?"

Su muxue pulled rigidly at the corners of her mouth. After pulling for several times, she succeeded in making a sound:

"How about what?"

Qi~

"Unhappy?"

In fact, what Tan Yiming wanted to say in his heart was: what to install? You woman, if others don't understand, can you not understand yourself?

Indeed, Tan Yiming knows Su muxue at least seven or eight points.

Su muxue's understanding of Tan Yiming is about three or four points. She can't do more. Who makes this young lady heartless at ordinary times?

Su muxue was embarrassed when she was poked into the most real idea in her heart:

"What can I be happy about? It's your business. What does it have to do with me?"

"OK!"

I've seen a dead duck with a hard mouth. I've never seen one with a harder mouth than a dead duck!

What else can tan Yiming do except endure?

Can't you really theorize?

At this time, Yu Lan lay down on the railing of the corridor and cried sadly after the call.

Tan Yiming, how can you do this to me?

Why are you so determined to me?

Of course, she didn't cry for long. After venting some, Yu Lan instantly recovered on her face and walked towards the door of the box.

Push open the door, just about to enter the door, I met Secretary Qian who was on the phone coming out of the box. They met face to face. Secretary Qian smiled at Yu Lan very friendly.

"Mr. Tan, what did you just say? The box was too noisy to hear clearly."

Soon, a man's response came over the phone:

"Arrange it, I want to take annual leave!"

"Annual leave?"

"What? What's the problem?"

Secretary Qian quickly shook his head:

"No, but, Mr. Tan, why are you suddenly taking annual leave?"

Secretary Qian has also followed Tan Yiming for many years. Naturally, he knows that except that President Tan took annual leave in the previous two years, he didn't take it again in these years.

So why do you have to take a break all of a sudden?

Very confused.

Tan Yiming did not hide the problem of secretary Qian.

How can you hide it? I wish the whole world would announce it!

"Marriage leave, maternity leave, and the rest owed in recent years. You should arrange it as soon as possible."

Hiss~

marriage holiday?

Maternity leave?

"Mr. Tan, are you still awake?"

Otherwise, how can you dream in broad daylight?

"Fuck off, who's dreaming?

Also, Secretary Qian doesn't have a girlfriend yet? Of course, he won't understand how I feel now.

After all, my daughter will be born in eight months at most. You are a single dog and don't even have a girlfriend. How can you understand the mood of my prospective father?

Arrange it quickly! "

what the fuck!

At this moment, Secretary Qian's heart is broken.

"What? Mr. Tan, are you going to be a father?"

no

Really?

Fuck, fuck, fuck!