Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Jiang Muyu originally thought that it would be fine for her to treat Huo Beicheng as an ordinary interview subject. Even if this interview subject was a little difficult and had a bad temper, she could still find a way to overcome it after all.

But it turns out that Young Master Huo is Young Master Huo!
In front of him, she could never treat him as someone else.

After all, I have liked him for 13 years. He used to be everything in her life, and that kind of love even made her intoxicated.

After Huo Beicheng entered the VIP channel and could not see anyone, the tears she was holding back desperately collapsed in an instant, and the big teardrops rolled down quickly.

Gritting her teeth, she wiped her face and walked away aimlessly. Now she doesn't want to go back to the company.

……

At the airport, Jiang Muyu walked casually without looking in the direction.

A hand suddenly hooked Jiang Muyu's shoulders, and hugged her tightly, and a clear voice rang in her ears instantly, "Elm lump, you don't have to cry like this when you see me!"

Jiang Muyu turned her head to look at the person and was startled.

Ji Ziyang's facial features are very deep, with a taste of mixed race, his brows are tough, his short hair is dyed golden yellow, he is wearing a sweater and ripped jeans, his whole body exudes a cynical aura, looking at her at this time Smile brightly!
Ji Ziyang saw that she didn't respond for a long time, so he took her arm a little harder, "Yumupi, you are stupid, you don't blink your eyes when you look at this young master, don't you think I'm more handsome since you haven't seen me for a long time?" Already!"

"How did your hair become golden?" Jiang Muyu stared at him for a long time, and only after a long time did he spit out such a sentence.

This guy is her game netizen "Zhen Ling Tian Xia".

They met three years ago, and have met several times on and off in the past few years.

The most important point is that this is the only person in this world who would call her a lump every day!

"You are stupid. I told you that I will return to China on NO.30. What can you remember with your elm bumpy head?" .

"Hey, relax a little bit, you're going to lose your breath!" Jiang Muyu patted him with grinning teeth.

Speaking of which, she really forgot about it.

She felt a little guilty when she thought about it.

Because she had to stay in Huo Beicheng, she had completely forgotten about picking up the airport.

Ji Ziyang let go of her, raised his hand and flicked her forehead, "You elm bump, do you always look like this every day at work? Someday your boss will copy you again, and come to me to cry!"

He leaned in front of her again and stared into her eyes, "But before I asked you to pick up the plane, you complained that you were unemployed and refused to come. Now that someone is here, why are you crying here like a rabbit again? It's embarrassing .”

"Who is like a rabbit? I was blinded by the sand just now." Jiang Muyu quickly retorted.

"Damn, you think I'm as stupid as you, the little girl knows she's being bullied every day, look at her red eyes, this is an airport, not a main road, find some sand for me to see." Ji Ziyang disliked opened the mouth.

Jiang Muyu's eyes widened, and he shook off his arm.

People are tough!

This guy knows and deliberately exposes it, can he still be friends!
Seeing that she was annoyed, Ji Ziyang grinned, "Okay, don't be angry anymore! Little girl, I brought you a gift from England. Look at how kind I am to you."

"You brought me a gift?" Jiang Muyu still stared, "What kind of game figure?"

"You really guessed it right. I'll show you at dinner later after I leave. Brother, I spent a lot of money to get it for you."

Interrupted by Ji Ziyang's appearance, Jiang Muyu's depressed and depressed mood improved a lot.

The two have known each other on the Internet for nearly ten years, and have met several times since then. They are very familiar with each other and get along very easily.

Well, this way, she won't always think about Huo Beicheng...

……

When Xu Yiming rushed to the entrance of the VIP channel of the airport, the place was empty, with nothing and no one there.

He took out his phone and looked at it strangely.

There was indeed a message from Huo Beicheng before he got on the plane, saying that something had fallen on the side of the passage door and asked him to come over.

"Don't tell me what's left, what did the young master ask me to look for?" Xu Yiming searched around, not knowing what he was looking for, with a puzzled expression on his face.

In the end, he could only truthfully send the situation to First Young Master Huo, and he should be able to see it when he got off the plane.

……

France International Airport.

Huo Beicheng, who had just got off the plane, turned on his phone immediately, and immediately saw Xu Yiming's text message. He stopped short as he was walking forward, frowned instantly, and stared at the phone for a long time without looking away.

That woman Jiang Muyu likes to hide in one place every time she cries. Just now, seeing her red eyes about to cry but holding back, she will definitely cry when he leaves.

Can't find anyone now?

There was a fire in his heart instantly, and he became inexplicably anxious, and his hand holding the phone tightened subconsciously.

Huo Beicheng turned his steps with a cold face, and directly changed direction, striding forward without any hesitation.

The person who came to pick up the plane hurriedly followed, "Master, the car is ready, do you want to go to the hotel to rest first?"

"Book the earliest flight back home immediately." Huo Beicheng's eyes flashed with anxiety, and his voice was cold.

"Young master, the company's 100th anniversary celebration..."

"Immediately, immediately!" Huo Beicheng's voice suddenly increased.

Although Jiang Muyu used to like to cry, more than half of them were fake crying, but thinking of her red eyes just now, anxiety and irritability suddenly rose in her heart, and she couldn't calm down suddenly, her fingers tightened and loosened open, hold tight...

Obviously want to cry, but hold back and dare not cry, why pretend to be strong!
That fool!

And the airport is so big, that guy is a road idiot. In the first year of living in Huo's house, she could get lost in her own house countless times.

Thinking of this now, he couldn't restrain the irritability in his heart. He knew that she was crazy and loved to cry, but in that situation just now, he shouldn't have left.

He clenched his fists, and the annoyance and anger on his body became more and more intense. He grabbed the lapel of the person around him with a terrifying momentum, "Why are you so slow!"

The foreheads of the people around me were sweating nervously, before they could hang up the phone in time, they hurriedly said tremblingly, "Master, the earliest flight is not until tomorrow, do you want to go to rest first..."

Huo Beicheng threw the man away, turned around and walked outside.

"Arrange a private jet, now!"

……

After leaving the airport, Jiang Muyu was taken to eat hot pot by Ji Ziyang.

The two of them were sweating profusely from eating, and their faces were flushed. The big pot in front of them was full of hot red at first glance, and the color was scary just by looking at it.

Jiang Muyu took a sip of beer, took a moment to say, "How long are you going to stay in China this time?"

Zhenling Tianxia's real name is Ji Ziyang, and she doesn't know much about her family background, but she knows that this guy is a typical rich second generation, and that's right if he doesn't lack money.

He lives abroad all year round, and only returns to China once in a while, and every time he comes back, he will invite her to eat hot pot as soon as possible.

But usually he doesn't stay in China for long. Last year, he even had a hot pot meal with her when he flew back to China, and then flew back to England that night.

She thought he might not be able to stay for a few days this time.

"I won't go back." Ji Ziyang ate a ball with a smile.

Jiang Muyu looked up at him, blushing, "Why can't you go back? I don't want my home in England, and I plan to dig another doghouse here?"

Ji Ziyang grinned at the hotness, and gulped down a big gulp of beer, "If you don't go back, you won't go back. It's not good for me to come back to accompany you, you little heartless."

"Hey you..."

Jiang Muyu wanted to say something else, but accidentally knocked over the plate with his arm, red oil spilled all over his body, and he was instantly embarrassed!