Yang Yi couldn't believe it. After a long time, he was still dull. "Ridiculous? You say our memories are ridiculous? "

He looked at her very coldly, obviously not much patience, "meaningless entanglement will only make men tired, do you want to continue?"

Han Cheng can also see that the boss is impatient, but he is trying to restrain himself. A few years ago, he would have asked the security guard to come and take Yang Yi.

He hung down his fingers. Long ago, he hated a woman named Yang Yi to the bone. Later, the hatred faded and was lost by time. Now all that is left is boredom and fatigue.

"No, no, no..." He accidentally interrupted him with three "no" words, and looked at his subordinates with meaningful eyes, "women's tears are still very moving, some tears will hurt here." He pointed to his heart with a long finger, "but some are not worth more than plastic."

Han Cheng was stunned, and then seriously replied: "you have not been soft hearted to miss yang, because you have seen her very lightly. You know very well that you can't go back to the past to miss yang. You show great determination. Many men can't stand women's tears, so you can see that Wan Zong has been immune."

Smell speech, the man faintly smile, to Han Cheng said: "how to say?"

Power, status and wealth are admirable. How can he be easily trapped by love.

"Mr. Wan, I always feel that you will never be inferior in a relationship. You are calm enough to see through the essence of a relationship in time."

"What do you want to say?" The man didn't look at him.

Han Cheng sees the man's unhappy expression in his reflection, and he wants to say nothing.

Slowly descending elevator

Yang Yi knelt on the ground, silently shed tears, gritted her teeth and cried: "Wan Jingting, I can't get you, other women don't want to!"

She couldn't see him any more, and the haze gradually covered her face. She was not willing, really not willing. How could she not know Wan Jingting's temper? He was ruthless, overbearing, and resolute. What he wanted to do would never look back. His city was deep. When he was affectionate, the moon in the sky could be taken off for his lover. When he was cold, he was so rational that he had no emotion. Anyone should adhere to the principle that whoever becomes a stumbling block must be eliminated.

With these words, the man flicked her aside with one hand. When he walked into the elevator, his eyes were like looking at a stubborn stone. His thin lips gave a slight sneer, and the door was slowly closed.

"Come on! This is Jingyuan, not the Yang family, and I'm not wan xiuren. To you, I will only be more cruel than him. Yang Yi, those years are not enough to let you understand what will happen if you stay longer? "

Han Cheng kindly advised, but Yang Yi sneered: "shut up, I'm talking to your boss."

"Third wife, I'll send you back."

It's very regretful.

Over the years, he will leave a way for others to retreat. If he doesn't succeed, Han Cheng has seen the consequences.

Han Cheng looked at him and nodded in silence.

"The woman that President Wan said will have compassion, isn't she?"

When the elevator stopped on the first floor, the sun shone down through the window, depicting the beautiful outline of the man as extremely handsome. He looked up, narrowed his eyes, and began to smile from the corner of his lips: "Mrs. Wan, it's the sun god has given me."