Chapter 86

"President, my wife said she had to leave first." When she watched Fu Xiaoqian get into the taxi, Wang Lin opened the door of the private room again.

In the private room, the atmosphere was similar to that just now. The wine was mixed and the cup was pushed. But Wang Lin still felt some differences.

At the moment, she is not the only one who feels different. Even leson and all the men present have found something different. It is the man sitting on the throne and covered in the halo.

The sunlight at 2:00 noon is the most dazzling time of the day. A simple scene embroidered with daisies in the box separates most of the sunlight. The uneven light strikes Liao Zhenbo's cold and sinister three-dimensional facial features, casting a dark silhouette. There was no other expression on his face, so he sat quietly, his whole body sent out a thin breath of ice, even the warm sunshine, it seemed to be frozen in general, and began to become cold inch by inch.

We do not know, just out or a good president, why again into the time, will be so cloudy, with the cold wind.

When the door was pushed open again, his long, narrow and dry eyes moved for a moment and went towards the door with expectation. The expectation came and went quickly. Then, it radiated more cold light, shaking like the cold of December.

That pair of eyes, such as vulture, stayed on Wang Lin's delicate face for a long time, until everyone felt that time seemed to be static, until everyone held their breath, until everyone stopped their actions, so they looked at each other with their eyes and noses, and no one dared to speak at this time.

He put one arm on the table, and his long legs overlapped with each other. He looked at Wang Lin at the door like a king. He didn't speak, but the palms of Wang Lin's hands began to sweat. His legs hidden in the black Capris began to tremble obviously.

At the moment, she felt like she was wearing the emperor's new clothes, standing in front of the child. She thought that she was well covered. In fact, she had already been seen through. Her heart began to tremble with her two hands tightly holding the hem of the suit.

Just outside of her, when Liao Zhenbo wanted to reprimand her in front of so many people, Liao Zhenbo just took his eyes back, turned to lesen on the other side, gently opened his sexy lips and spat out a word, "go."

Worthy of being the right-hand man to follow Liao Zhenbo, lesen didn't get up when he received the order. He hurried out and politely picked up his glass again, facing everyone. "Sorry, everyone. There's something urgent suddenly. I need to leave for a moment. I respect you for this glass of wine."

All of you here are people who have experienced the storm. They are like mirrors in their hearts, but they all say, "urgent matters, urgent matters."

How urgent is it? She would not even have time to come in and say hello to herself, so she would just walk around the box.

When Fu Xiaoqian took out her mobile phone to read the text messages, he just pretended to ask casually, but she even lied to him without blinking an eye, and she had to carry him outside to read the text messages. He knew in his heart why. When his patience began to wear out at the moment when she left, he went to the bathroom door and heard Wang Lin mention the name of zhuoran. Finally, he had to face the reality. The first time to update

but he is still stupid to leave a trace of sad hope, hoping that in her limited space, there is such a poor space belongs to him.

I hope his wife will come to consult him when she makes a decision.

So before they walked out of the bathroom together, he lifted his legs and left. But he waited anxiously for his own wife. After a lot of careful dressing, he was eager to meet another man.

His male pride, so completely ignored to step on her feet, she did not even blink an eye. The first time to update

as soon as Liao Zhenbo's hand tightened, the red wine glass on the table broke. Liao Zhenbo's expression was still silent. He picked up the towel on the table and casually wiped his wet fingertips. At the moment, his deep eyes were calm, and people could not see any emotion.

This meal, after Fu Xiaoqian left, ended in a hurry.

After seeing off the people from the Urban Construction Bureau, Wang Lin takes her limited edition brand bag and stands quietly beside Liao Zhenbo, accepting the baptism of passers-by. Everyone who saw them was astonished and envied. The men were noble and domineering, and the women were quiet and elegant. They seemed to have made an appointment today. They were all black.

Liao Zhenbo's black shirt and trousers and sharp cut show his healthy figure. A belt buckle with Liao's logo on his waist is shining in the sun, highlighting the noble identity of this man. The first time to update, he randomly copied his hands in the black suit pants, inadvertently exposed between the wrists on the watch, a ring of blue gems, seems to have no ground to shake people's eyes, the man's body exudes a noble and cold atmosphere.

Wang Lin today's black, and will not bring a dull atmosphere, inside a deep V-neck LACE VEST, her concave and convex body revealed, career line looming, stirring men's vigorous life. A small black suit with a thin waist and a hand-made black Capris at the lower part of the body make it concise and capable. The fluffy hair is gently pulled up by her and randomly tied into flower buds, which instantly radiates a girl's sense of shame. A limited edition diamond necklace makes her white and slender neck shining.Standing together, in the eyes of outsiders, is a golden couple. Only Wang Lin, who is standing beside Liao Zhenbo, can clearly feel the biting ice. It's like the frozen bones of her hands, tightly twisted together, unable to move a point. The smile on her face seems to be frozen on her face, sweet but lost the temperature, she is waiting, waiting for Liao Zhenbo's words.

Sure enough, Liao Zhenbo opened his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, the air pressure around him dropped a few degrees. Even people passing by could clearly feel that when he came near them, he subconsciously bypassed them. How much does he care about that girl? Wang Lin's hand holding the bag is a little tight, and her bones are cold.

"Wang Lin, you can do it. It seems that you can't distinguish your responsibilities."

We are all smart people. In just a few words, we have explained everything today. For example, she drinks wantonly, for example, she questions in the bathroom, for example, she "meticulously" dresses for Fu Xiaoqian.

But Wang Lin didn't want to understand, "I'm sorry, president. I thought these were all my responsibilities."

Cold man, thin squinting eyes, turned his head, in today's second eyes so seriously looking at Wang Lin, this time his light brown eyes, not only indifference, but also with a review and analysis. He knew, and always knew, what a clear headed, beautiful and shrewd woman was standing in front of him.

Instead of wasting more of his own words, he turned and walked to the black Maybach parked under the steps. Without any hesitation, he went away.

The dust, like a sand storm, dazzles Wang Lin's beautiful eyes. She doesn't think she can do too much. Maybe in the future, she will do more, just for the humble man's "serious" gaze.

Liao Zhenbo walks into his office with the cold air of freezing wind. Instead of sitting directly in his chair, he enters Fu Xiaoqian's office across a glass wall.

There is no breath of Fu Xiaoqian here. It's as cold as if it's been standing alone for a century. Even Liao Zhenbo's cold heart can't help shivering. A pair of evil eyes swept around, and the photo frame that Fu Xiaoqian pressed on his desk caught his eye.

His nerves around his eyes seemed to be stabbed with a needle. He picked up the picture frame with cold fingers. It was the wedding photo taken by the reporter on the first day of their marriage.

She didn't even want to look at what he regarded as a treasure.

The anger from the bottom of his heart, like a storm, engulfed his reason in an instant.

With a wave of his long arm, he dropped everything on her desk, along with the computer, to the ground. Because of the thick purple carpet, it didn't make much noise, but it was like thunder hitting into Liao Zhenbo's heart.

He protects her, loves her and respects her. What can he get in return? It's deception, it's escape, it's betrayal. The green veins on his clenched fist were bumping out in a shocking way, which led to the collapse of green veins on his forehead.

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the mobile phone rings in the pocket of the trousers.

"Hello." Liao Zhenbo didn't look at the screen of his mobile phone, so he stuck it to his ear.

Yin Han mixed with the fury of wild animals dormant in the dark night, through the electromagnetic wave, he rushed to leson head-on. His hand holding the mobile phone shivered for a while. After holding the mobile phone firmly again, he was relieved for a long time. Fortunately, his wife didn't do anything to make the President angry. Otherwise, from the president's current tone, he really didn't dare to report the truth, "president, madam, she went into a hand I haven't been out since the cake workshop. "

"All the time?" Two words pop out of the clenched teeth.

"Yes. It seems that my wife is very interested in cake. She keeps consulting the cake maker. " The mood relaxed, the words also unconsciously said two more.

Before I finish, there is another crash. Something is swept off the table, followed by the sound of "dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududu. Leson was stupidly stunned with the phone. He felt that the president of his family seemed to be becoming more and more neurotic. How could he be so angry when his wife made a cake? Is menopause ahead of time?

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to think about it any more. He quickly put away his mobile phone and rushed back to recover his life.

Liao Zhenbo, who always has a good memory, knows what cake stands for. I'm very serious. Do you need to consult the master? Sitting in his office chair, his mind repeatedly echoed what leson said on the phone.

PA, he will hold in the hands of the gold pen, throw a long way, straight to the wooden door, pen point shallow buried in the wooden door, in leson push the door at the moment, fell into the floor, rolled a circle, stopped at leson's feet.

Lesen looked down and saw that it was Liao Zhenbo's favorite pen in his daily life. He had been protecting it carefully all the time. Now that the tip of the pen is inverted and the body of the pen is detached, it can be seen that today's president really has reached the limit of self-control.