Because Mo Shichen said that he would not see his ex-wife before, so the front desk refused Wenyi's request to see the president without calling the Secretary's office, but she was very tough this time, and even if she tried to suppress her emotions, they still felt that she was angry.

After all, I still don't have the courage to let the security guard drive the former president's wife out like this. Besides, last time they left together in the underground parking lot, many employees of the company saw it.

So after the front desk can't stand it, I still call the Secretary office to ask the president.

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and stopped playing with the pen

Kangding, who else can I look for?

The Secretary nodded busily, "it's to ask the president for help."

"Ask her up."

"OK."

The secretary went out immediately after receiving the order, and conveniently took the door.

Mo Shichen continued to turn the pen in his hand. He leaned back, his eyes narrowed deep and narrow, and his lips flashed an inexplicable smile. Before he went to see her, she came to the door first?

Looking at his boss's thoughtful and unpredictable appearance, Kangding couldn't help asking, "president, are you in trouble with Miss Wen again?"

He thought that the great childe's conscience had finally subsided.

Kangding looked down. "President, if I'm ok, I'll go out first."

"Well."

He fled the battlefield in a hurry. Based on his understanding of the former president's wife and vice president Wen, if it wasn't for the president to set up a bureau to get in trouble, Miss Wen would be too late to be a snake and a scorpion Her hand, which fell to her side, became a fist, even a sign of trembling.

How does the president feel that he has to kill people and set fire to let his ex-wife, who has always been calm and almost has no great joy and sorrow, be so angry.

When hearing the news, Mo Chen raised his eyes and looked at her. He had not seen her for such a long time, so he had no idea what kind of posture he should put on. But to the eye is a woman's cold eyes that can fly out of sharp knives.

Wenyi slammed the door with her backhand. She was so shocked that everyone in the Secretary's office was shocked.

Mo Chen's lips were slightly picked, and he smiled low. "Miss Wen, you look like you want to kill me."

Wenyi didn't speak, and walked directly to his desk on high heels.

"Bang when" a, the things on the table were swept by the woman, all hit him.

Mo Shichen's face changed, and he quickly got up. Rao is right. The notebook hit his knee, and then it fell to the ground. The papers were scattered all over the ground. The table was in a mess.

His face sank completely.

Wenyi took up the cup of coffee that was missing, whether it was cold or hot, and poured it directly on the man's face.

When the ink came, Chen flashed. Coffee spilled on his shoulder, leaving a stain on the light shirt. Although it was not just boiling hot, it didn't last for a long time. It was estimated that the skin was also hot red across the material of the shirt.

At last he got angry.

After striding out of the desk with long legs, she came to her side and clasped her wrist for murder. Her face was ugly and her voice was cold. "Wenyi, you are so used to lawlessness"

"pa!"

The loud slap came from her other hand. The handsome face of the fan's man was a little past.

There was no sound in the office.

Only a woman's rapid and disordered breathing is particularly awake.

OK, good.

It's a hell without a door. She's going to break in. He's still struggling to let her go. Is it uncomfortable for him to let this woman go?

"Mo Shichen, you are just insane and inhuman."

The cup fell to the ground, making a crisp sound and smashed to pieces.

The man's face was appalled to the extreme. He didn't say a word of superfluous nonsense. He grabbed her by the waist and put her on the desk beside him. He grabbed her jaw with the other hand and kissed her fiercely.

He saw her pupils enlarged in an instant, and the extreme anger burst out in her eyes. Her arms were thinner and tighter, and her lips and tongue were more and more uninhibited.

The aroma of coffee is really full-bodied and mellow, mixed with the crisp smell of the man himself to drown her sense of smell.

Wenyi hated him so much. For so many years, she never had a moment like this. She really wished she had never known him. It's better that there was no such man in the world.

She wants to bite him, but Mo Shichen has already experienced this. She holds her chin skillfully, so that she can only passively let him do what she says.

He plundered all the breath of Wenyi's kiss, and pushed and smashed him with restless hands. He soon exhausted his strength. It's probably because he held him.It was not until Mo Shichen felt that he could vent his anger in this tender kiss that he let go of the woman he had imprisoned.

Wenyi was so angry that when he was free to raise his hand, he turned to his face.

The warning of men's Yin test: "if you dare to smoke again, I will go to you here. If you don't believe me, try it."

Her hand finally came to an abrupt end as it was about to fall on his face.

Mo Shichen stared at her rare angry face, faded the voice line, and said, "you look at the eyes of the enemy, how can I kill your family?"

Her eyes were red. She didn't know whether she was angry or angry. Her voice was extremely cold. "You dare to say that Shen Yu's business was not done by someone else?"

Shen Yu?

It's really hard for her to come to him and make him want to ignore her.

What's wrong with him? Was assassinated? "

Her eyes were even redder in an instant, and even seemed to be bleeding.

Is this expression really what he said?

"Mo Shichen, are you crazy?"

He pinched her chin and smiled. "What am I doing to assassinate him? For you? Tut Tut, Miss Wen, in your heart, I love you enough to kill? "

She raised her hand and clapped it off. She looked at him with cold eyes. "It's not you, it's not you. Who else would be so crazy? I promised to be with him last evening. He had an accident last night. It's not you, and who else would happen to be so?"

The man's eyes became dim, and he smiled after a while. "You promised to be with him so soon?"

"That's how it gets in your way?"

"Miss Wen," he said, putting his hands on the desk behind her and encircling her in his arms, "seriously, I don't know about it. As for the assassination of your boyfriend just after he took office, you may be the one who killed him?"