Chapter 772

"Just routine." While the security guard was still quibbling, Wei Qiang already angrily yelled at them: "pick up Miss Sang's things for me the same way!"

The security guards bent down to smash the glass, but they couldn't break it again.

Wei Qiang carefully took down the ceramic fragments in Sangyu's hand, and comforted him in a soft voice: "don't be sad, break the cup and buy another one."

She gave a wink: "you can call me sang Yu, or you can call me Mrs. Nan. I don't mind."

People were shocked, and Nan Huaijin's female secretary was even more surprised to open her mouth.

Nan Huaijin's high-level tongue tied Leng is there, Nan Huaijin has not opened the mouth to introduce, Sangyu self report home: "I am Sangyu, I believe you all know, but here I have an identity, is your boss."

But Sangyu is so famous these two days that few people in Quanjincheng don't know about it.

People in his company don't know much about Nan Huaijin's marriage. Seeing Nan Huaijin coming in with Sangyu, they don't know how to call her.

Nan Huaijin took Sangyu into his company. Sangyu, Nan Huaijin's company, has not been here. I heard that the scale of his company is no less than Dayu. Today, it is true.

Second, although brown sugar finally surprised him a lot, what she said was right. Even if sang Yu didn't do it, he was afraid that Wei Lan would do something behind his back.

The first point is sang Qi's explanation. It doesn't matter if she is unemployed, but her intelligence can't be wasted. So I arranged her with Nan Huaijin first.

Nan Huaijin did bring her to his own company. He let Sangyu come to his own company with his own plan.

Sang Yu winked at him, as if nothing could hide from her.

"Of course, I'll go to your company. Naturally, I won't be sold."

When waiting for the red light, Nan Huaijin asked her, "you don't ask me where I took you?"

So she lay in bed and closed her eyes.

What sang Yu said in the back, Nan Huaijin pretended not to hear.

"Tut tut." Sang Yu shook his head: "it's not seventy-eight. Why do you pretend to be different? Do you think you are more and more interested in me, more and more concerned about me, and feel very scared? Don't be afraid of my husband. That's what happens when love comes. "

"You're mistaken. I'm just joking."

"Well, you worry."

Nan Huaijin also sneered: "I'm just more curious. In order to curry favor with Wei Lan, you acted recklessly before, and now you suddenly tear her face. I'll see how you can play next."

"Yes." Sang Yu shrunk back with a smile, and obediently fastened his seat belt: "if you come to pick me up, you come to pick me up. Don't lose face. Do you think I'm not the kind of heartless person in your heart, so you suddenly feel in love with me?"

"Take your hands off and fasten your seat belt."

Nan Huaijin starts the car. Sang Yu throws the carton she is holding casually to the side, and then the whole person lies down in front of her and puts his two hands around Nan Huaijin's neck: "what's the matter, husband? Listen to your voice sour, this is jealous? "

"Which one are you? You've fallen out with Wei Lan. Do you still plan to seduce Wei Qiang? "

Sang Yu laughed: "don't worry, my image in his eyes has been fixed, he won't doubt it."

"Don't be so happy. Be careful, Wei Qiang is still watching you. You just pretended to be in vain. "

She then hopped onto Nan Huaijin's car, with a sweet voice: "why does my husband come to meet me when he is free today, or don't worry that I will come to Dayu alone, for fear that everyone will fight to protect me?"

Sang Yu waved to him, and Wei Qiang turned and walked back to Dayu.

Wei Qiang didn't follow him. Standing on the steps, he was still staring at Sangyu.

Sang Yu and Wei Qiang finally finish talking, then holding the carton down the steps.

Where is the charm of Sangyu? It's probably her true and false appearance that moved the hearts of those men.

This Wei Qiang is 30 years old, while Pisces is only 18 years old, but it depends on his obsession. It's been poisoned a lot.

Nan Huaijin can't help chuckling. This little girl really has two brushes. No matter what age she is, men will be fascinated by her.

Although far apart, but still see the intoxicated look of Wei Qiang.

This scene was just watched by Nan Huaijin. He leaned in his car and looked at the two people who were whispering on the steps of Dayu's door.

Sangyu pursed a smile, with tears in her smile, like a flower after the rain, which made people very excited.

"I just want to try your craft."

I don't know why Wei Qiang was expecting something in his heart!Does sang Yu mean that she wants to divorce Nan Huaijin?

"I still live in the south." Sang Yu said in a low voice, "but maybe I won't live long. If I move to a new place, I will invite Mr. Wei to my house. I'll make some special dishes for you."

"Where do you live now? Shall I take you back? "

"Come and drive."

"How did you get here?" Wei Qiang's soft voice.

"Don't worry." Seeing that Sangyu was still worried about him, he couldn't help feeling warm.

"Mr. Wei, thank you for your help, but I think you will be in trouble if your aunt knows."

Then she came out with one hand holding the box and one hand holding sang Yu's hand.

Wei Qiang took two steps out with the carton in his arms, then stopped and turned back to the security guard and said, "no matter what happened, Miss sang will always be named sang. Don't make a mistake about that."

"Well." Sang Yu nodded cleverly.

The security guard has picked up all the things in the box. Wei Qiang picked them up and stood up and said to Sang Yu, "then I'll take you out."

"Thank you, Mr. Wei."

Wei Qiang couldn't help holding out his hand and gently wiping the dust off her face with his thumb: "of course, I have good glue. Give me the pieces. I'll try later."

Sang Yu wiped her tears with the back of her hand. There was gray on the back of her hand, and a trace of gray appeared on her face, which made her white face more pitiful.

He couldn't help holding sang Yu's hand: "give me the pieces. I'll try to see if I can glue them together. Although they can't be used, they can still be put there to watch, right?"

She takes the voice of thick nasal voice and big eyes can't stop the tears, estimate at the moment has let Wei Qiang in the heart turned into slag.

"This cup was given to me by my mother," Sang Yu looked up at Wei Qiang pitifully. "My mother is dead, and there is no way to buy another cup for me."

"That's all?" Nan Huaijin leered at her.

"That's it." She followed Nan Huaijin to the office.

"This is for your office. Can I have a look?" Nan Huaijin pushed open the door, chin to the room Yang.