The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 75 President, Let’s Sing Together (1)

"Ding!"

The latest entertainment news popped up on the phone screen:

"Female singer Qiao Rong was unfortunately involved in a car accident on XX Avenue this afternoon, the circumstances are unknown"

A man in a white shirt sat on the sofa and picked up his mobile phone. When he saw it, he immediately screamed.

"Damn! Duan Yu! Your wife was in a car accident!"

When a man sitting behind a desk flipping through documents heard this, he frowned slightly and gave him an evil look.

Bai Chen received his dangerous aura, touched his nose embarrassingly: "Well, I know you don't like this wife, I will definitely remember not to yell!"

The man lowered his head again, as if what he said had no effect on him.

Bai Chen sighed slightly.

Look at this man's appearance, if he enters the entertainment circle, how can he still have the status of those kings?But he always had a cold face, so serious that he was the only little sun who could stay by his side since he was a child.

Without any shame, Bai Chen misinterpreted the fact that his hot face was pressed against his cold butt into Duan Yu's need for his warmth.

At the same time, I was silently moved by my own sacrifice in my heart.

After a while, a mobile phone rang from the desk.

Bai Chen thought to himself, it really came.

This ringtone is late but arriving.

Duan Yu frowned slightly when he saw the incoming call. After only a second, his expression immediately returned to a calm state.

He picked up the phone: "Hello."

His voice was extremely cold.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Duan Yu frowned, pursed her thin lips, and then said flatly: "Well, I'll go later, is there anything else?"

On the other end of the phone, old man Duan was about to bleed out of anger at this grandson.

"You little bastard! It's fine in normal times! After all, Rong Rong is still your wife in name, and now she has a car accident and you still have the attitude of having nothing to do with it? How do you want me to explain to my old brother in the future?"

Duan Yu listened and reminded lightly: "I don't want to marry her, and she doesn't want to marry me."

As if just stating a fact.

Mr. Duan choked, and then he was so angry that he said, "Go to the hospital quickly" and hung up the phone.

Duan Yu put down the phone, looked at the document in front of him and thought for a while, then picked up the phone on the desk and dialed the secretary's internal line.

After a while, the door opened and the secretary walked in respectfully.

"President, what do you want to order?"

Duan Yu stood up, picked up his suit jacket and put it on. As he buttoned it, he said, "Arrange the documents on the table. I'll come back to deal with them in the evening."

The secretary should be respectful.

Duan Yu glanced at the pile of documents again, and then frowned impatiently, obviously he didn't like things that affected his work.

He opened the door and walked out.

Bai Chen quickly got up and followed to join in the fun.

To be honest, he had never seen Duan Yu's so-called wife with his own eyes.

Under the oppression of his parents, Duan Yu had no choice but to get married, but it was no different from when he was not married.

When he occasionally mentioned that he wanted to see his wife, the boy interrupted impatiently, saying that he would get a divorce soon.

Bai Chen became curious. It has only been three months since he received the certificate, and he is about to get divorced. What's going on?
However, Duan Yu refused to reveal any other information, and only said that it would be good for him to treat Miss Qiao as a stranger.

So this time, Bai Chen secretly made up his mind.

He absolutely wants to meet this Miss Qiao while this guy is still in divorce.

(End of this chapter)