Holding a mobile phone, sealed in the bedroom, walking, walking, as if very irritable, "what time do you go home?"
It's strange. Usually she doesn't care what time he comes home. At most, she just calls to ask, but he seems to have an attitude of asking the truth.
As if, if she didn't answer, it would be a great crime.
Ridiculous. What right does he have to take care of her now?
If she is still a QC executive, then she really wants to hold his thigh, but now, she does not want QC, she is free
"Twelve o'clock, maybe later. If it's later, I'll get double pay for overtime work, so I'll go home later." To be honest, Mu Qinghuan didn't mean to stimulate the closure of the city. Instead, she could have no career, but she had to have a secure job.
"Too late! Go home for me At that end, the attitude of closing the city was bad.
A woman, so late at night to go home alone, do not know it is easy to have an accident?
In this way, the closure of the city is even more explosive, "there is no room for negotiation, you come back to me!"
"Take a break first, tell my son I'm working overtime. OK, that's it. Goodbye." With that, Mu Qinghuan closed his cell phone with a slap, and then got up to work.
Then, no matter how Fengcheng contacted her, it turned off.
It seems that she is determined to disappear slowly from his eyes
In the dark, entertainment places such as bars and KTV are still singing and dancing.
Squeak!
Maybach private car, parked outside a cafe.
In the driver's seat, Feng Chengyin clenched the steering wheel and suddenly opened the door!
"Welcome The voice is sweet. Zhao Ranran actively welcomes him. In the middle of the night, a handsome man appears. It's really refreshing.
Go to a window position, Fengcheng Duan sitting, clearly nothing to drink, but put on a golden look.
Not far away
See sealed City, Mu Qinghuan wrist flustered for a while, the whole person was stunned.
"What are you looking at? You're looking at that handsome guy, aren't you?" Qian Duoduo is the only male in the coffee shop. His personality is almost the same as sun Ziyang's. all the girls here are so fascinated that they don't want them
"Is that exaggeration? It's just a little bit more handsome... "But mu Qinghuan wandered to Fengcheng to see, and had to take advantage of people. No matter where he went, he was a luminous body, attracting people's attention.
"People seem to have a lot of money. They wear clothes without a brand. By the way, they come here by car. Maybach..." Qian Duoduo's eyes brightened. "If I were a woman, I would have done it to him."
It's not. Someone's really starting.
"What would you like to drink, sir?" Smiling, Zhao Ran Ran walks with the menu. She is an old employee of the coffee shop. She has a good relationship with the foreman and the boss.
"I'm waiting for someone." It's not good just to sit. Fengcheng ordered a cup of coffee, but he didn't drink a mouthful.
Without raising his head, he only lowered his head to examine the documents, as if he had just come by carelessly.
But in private, it's no doubt waiting for mu Qinghuan to get off work.
It's just, it's ten o'clock. It seems too late.
If she comes home so late every day
Fengcheng suddenly found that he couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept his little wife who used to be clever at home every day. In the future, she would go out to work.
What's more, it's still this kind of night shift. It's not good for the body. The key is that it's completely different from his time.
Even if they live under the same roof, they don't see each other several times a week.
Thinking of not being able to meet each other, Feng Cheng was upset!
Maybe, even he didn't realize that it was not so easy to get used to a terrible thing, once he got used to something, or someone, and wanted to give up.
Mu Qinghuan frowned and glanced at Fengcheng from time to time. Because he had documents with him, he didn't know whether he was passing by inadvertently or whether he had an opinion on her job.
I sincerely hope that he passed by accidentally
She wants to start her career first!
"It's so handsome. It's much better to go out in the middle of the night to drink coffee and read papers than those men who go to pick up girls."
"It's very rich at first sight. Look at the watch on his hand..."
In my ear, several waiters of the same age as Mu Qinghuan were chattering.
Knead eyebrows, Mu Qinghuan is also drunk, this ya, not only go where, is a big disaster!
In the cup, the coffee is cold.
Frowning, he closed the document.
Thinking that Fengcheng was looking for someone, Zhao Ran Ran went over again, "don't you like this kind of taste? Why don't I choose another flavor for you? "
"No need." Tone, caught in a trace of impatience, Fengcheng took out the tip, and then pointed to a
Only a minute later, Zhao Ranran angrily folded back and looked for it in the crowd. Finally, he pointed to Mu Qinghuan angrily, "they told you to go!"
"Me?" Although she was puzzled, Mu Qinghuan trotted over. Now she is a waiter. He is a client and God. She doesn't want to lose her job in vain.
"Sit down..."
"The foreman said that you can't chat with guests at work."
Smelling speech, Feng Cheng suddenly stood up and asked, "how can I work in such a place?"
"You think everyone is as smart as you are..." Nunu's mouth, Mu Qinghuan's eyes twinkle.
For some reason... Although she was admitted to university, she dropped out, so she didn't have a college degree at all.
And in this society, without diploma, it doesn't matter. It's very difficult to find a job, OK?
I don't know if Fengcheng knows this. Mu Qinghuan suddenly feels that he is a little short in front of Fengcheng.
"Talk about it." Fengcheng suddenly said!
"What are you talking about?" Constantly receiving the gaze of the people, Mu Qinghuan felt that she would be killed by the little girls who coveted the city blindly, with the eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Fengcheng no nonsense, straight to the point, "you can find another job, but this can't, time, with me can't cooperate."
"What do you mean?"
"As my wife Feng, you are not at home for three days, and working overtime outside will affect harmony..." he means red fruit.
He always felt that her duties as his wife were to travel.
MuQing Huan ha chuckled, disdaining, "what kind of job is my freedom, Mr. Feng, what right do you have to interfere in my private affairs?"
Mr. Feng
It's getting fast.
With a smile, Fengcheng immediately took her hand and said shamelessly, "but if you don't go home, I can't sleep."