Grab a woman gl with the president

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Chang Yuan nodded, then shook her head again: "I don't have any relationship with the president beyond superiors and subordinates! We've only known each other since we were young. As for my identity, I have something to hide, and I can't tell you."

Cheng Xionglin didn't respond, Chang Yuan only saw her long eyelashes fluttering and drooping for a moment, and then fanned them open again: "But I still found it."

Chang Yuan looked at her incredulously, it was impossible, she and Song Hui had double guarantees, it couldn't be so easy.

Cheng Xionglin snickered, actually she didn't find anything, but she accidentally found out from the insider who was fired by Chang Yuan that Chang Yuan would go to the hospital every month a year ago, but she didn't go this year, so she went to investigate the hospital. hospital.

There was no way, that hospital was the first property she and Song Hui invested in, how could they hide it from her.

Looking at Chang Yuan's surprised face, Cheng Xionglin was a little amused: "I heard that Assistant Chang had a lovely sister who passed away at the end of last year? It seems to be only two years younger than me, poor thing."

Before Chang Yuan could answer, Cheng Xionglin narrowed his eyes slightly, changed into a much sharper aura, leaned close to Chang Yuan's right ear, and said, "Assistant Chang, you have to understand that I, Cheng Xionglin, have never been anyone. stand-in."

The author has something to say: Song Hui (lighting a cigarette): Does Xiaoyuan have any brother or something? I don’t mind a double love!

Chapter 7

When Song Hui finally adjusted his frantic mood and arrived at the box of the club where Cheng Xionglin was, he saw Cheng Xionglin putting on makeup with a smile on his face, while Chang Yuan was sitting on the sofa far away with a downcast expression, her head lowered, her hands in her hands. Holding a magazine in his pocket, he reads it absently.

Song Hui had never seen Chang Yuan look so lifeless, Cheng Xionglin must have bullied her behind his back.

He walked to Chang Yuan's side, raised his hand to comfort her by patting Chang Yuan's head lightly, and gave the helpless little assistant a generous shoulder.

But over there, Chang Yuan felt a figure shaking in front of her, and she pretended to be doing something in her heart. For a moment, her hands were faster than her eyes, she grabbed Song Hui's wrist, twisted her wrist forcefully, and threw Song Hui to the other side of the sofa.

The sofa is soft.

But even so, it was still a big "bang".

"Are you performing acrobatics?" Cheng Xionglin, who was chatting and laughing with the makeup artist, turned around and saw Song Hun thrown on the sofa in embarrassment, and couldn't help laughing: "Song Huan, do you want to let me go?" Amy will give you another haircut, and now this... is crushed."

While talking, she clapped her hands, and the makeup artist Amy beside her couldn't hold back, her face was full of faint twitching smiles.

Only then did Chang Yuan realize that it was Song Hui who was thrown, she frowned, walked over and stretched out a hand: "President, don't approach me when I'm distracted."

Song Hui burst into tears: Blame me!

Anyway, at least one hand won.

Song Hui stretched out his hand to hold Chang Yuan's hand, and even wanted to interlock his fingers schemingly.

The next second, Chang Yuan's other free hand slapped it mercilessly, her voice was so low that only Song Hui could hear: "Hold your arm. Don't move around, be careful of broken bones!"

That last sentence was clearly a threat.

Song Hui complained in a low voice: "Little Yuan, save yourself some face, I'm your boss!"

Chang Yuan squinted at him, and repeated again: "Hold your arms."

Faintly caught a glimpse of someone stealthily taking pictures outside the box, Cheng Xionglin watched the "friendship" interaction between the two, the smile on his face disappeared, and the words he said were full of sadness: "Song Hui, I am in front of you , you just go with another woman... don't you even have to consider my feelings?"

After finishing speaking, he sobbed on Amy's shoulder, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Song Hui glanced at Cheng Xionglin strangely, and the joker Benjing was acting like a demon again, so he quickly sat upright on the sofa and observed his surroundings vigilantly.

When Chang Yuan heard Cheng Xionglin's voice, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, took a few steps towards her, but still stopped at a place far away from her, and explained to her seriously: "The president fell down, I just fell down. There is no other meaning to helping him." After thinking about it, he promised solemnly, "I won't help him in the future, and I won't touch him."

Cheng Xionglin's gloating eyes sank behind Amy's shoulder: Doesn't this assistant understand human language? She doesn't need her special care!

Cheng Xionglin raised his head coldly, without even looking at Song Hui and Chang Yuan, he took his bag and went out: "Song Hui, I'm not going to the banquet today, I hope you have a good time!"

Song Hui stood up to grab her, but the foot he had just knocked made him lag a few steps, so he could only turn to Cheng Xionglin and asked loudly: "Cheng Xionglin, are you being too capricious like this!"

Come as you want, leave as you want, all the celebrities attending the charity gathering tonight know that he will bring his fiancée to the stage tonight, if Cheng Xionglin doesn't go, where will he save his face?

Naturally, Cheng Xionglin didn't care about his face, and turned to Song Hui with a smile: "Not self-willed? It's okay, as long as you promise me."

Chang Yuan and Amy both turned their heads to look at Song Hui, with eyes full of words: Promise her, I won't be promiscuous in the future, and I will only love her in the future.

Song Hui looked at the three pairs of eyes piercing his body, feeling uncomfortable, especially the other two people didn't understand the situation at all. He gritted his teeth and finally gave in: "You let me think about it."

Chang Yuan and Amy both despised in their hearts: a man who hesitates in marriage and love is so scumbag that he couldn't be more scumbag.

Cheng Xionglin was very satisfied with the answer, and his smile deepened: "That's good, someone secretly took a picture outside just now, remember to find someone to deal with it. I'll give you a week to think about it, and I'll go to your house next Sunday to find it." you."

After finishing speaking, he came over with a satisfied face and took Song Hui's arm: "Dear fiance, shall I take you to change clothes?"

Song Hun really wanted this scheming Cheng Xionglin to stay away from him, but he saw a rare sincere smile on Cheng Xionglin's face, sighed, lowered his head and said: "Cheng Xionglin, you choose Don’t cry and beg me to come back and help you.”

Cheng Xionglin didn't speak, and smiled at Song Hui with his lips pursed, cursing in his heart: You think you are the savior, you narcissist.I want to get married, some people line up, okay?

Seeing that the two got back together, Chang Yuan took a few steps back, and sighed deeply in her heart, feeling a little lost, feeling empty in her heart.

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After the charity banquet, Cheng Xionglin never appeared again, not even with Qi Feifei, and Chang Yuan continued to be her assistant as usual.

The only difference is that more and more colleagues began to introduce boyfriends to her.

After all, everyone doesn't want Chang Yuan to do some irrational things for the president. Compared with Cheng Xionglin, who comes from a noble background, Chang Yuan has small arms, how can she twist her thighs?

It's better to slash the love thread with a knife now, and break up with the president as soon as possible.

Therefore, every morning when Chang Yuan arrives at the office, she can see a large stack of photos on her desk, and even people inside the Fenghua Group have fished in troubled waters and stuffed her photos.

Chang Yuan frowned and looked at the photos on the table, picked up the wastebasket, wiped it with her hand, and planned to throw it all away, but suddenly saw a photo, she paused, and picked up one of the photos inexplicably: "This what is it?"

The group of assistants who had been looking around at her all the time over there hurriedly came over.

Eve, who is already married, was beaming, and showed a smug expression towards the others, bowed her head and said to Chang Yuan: "Xiao Chang, this is my cousin, she is 23 years old, she is very cute and smart, and has a good personality."

"Send me your resume." Chang Yuan calmly put the photo back into Eve's hand, and threw all the other photos into the wastebasket.

"I'm not going to go through the back door!" Eve forced to put the photo back into Chang Yuan's hand, "Look, my cousin is really pretty."

Chang Yuan glanced at the girl in Eve's hand again, and nodded in agreement: "Well, what then?"

Eve was a little embarrassed to speak, and Cindy, who was impulsive on the other side, blurted out: "Sister Yuan, you don't like men, you should like women."