Marriage is natural, the president lures his wife into his arms

"Who did this? This girl will definitely make your death ugly!"

Liang Bohe came out of the men's room and walked in the corridor, his mind was churning rapidly.

When I was in the coffee shop yesterday, among the people I knew, the shop assistant and the shrew were the only ones - Zong Zhengbei!

right!He must be taking revenge on me for smashing his luxury car!

Do you think I am an orphan who is easy to bully?

Liang Bohe returned to the office angrily, locked the door behind her, grabbed her cell phone and called Zong Zhengbei.She must scold his ancestor fiercely on the phone!Until he begs for mercy!

However, the phone rang countless times and no one answered.

asshole!He didn't even answer my phone!

Liang Bohe was angrily kicking the desk and chairs in the office. The noise was a bit loud, and outside there were a bunch of meddlesome people lying in the corner listening to the corners, and it was soon embellished and reached the ears of the big boss.

The big boss seldom comes to the company to sit in charge. He is usually in charge of the overall operation of the Asian region, and he is there only a few days a year.Hearing that Liang Bohe was angry and smashed things in the office, he dialed her immediately.

Dinglingling...

Liang Bohe saw the internal line ringing, and panting heavily, she grabbed the receiver.

"I said, can you not affect your work because of personal matters? If necessary, I will give you a leave to go home and rest!"

"Uh...no need!" Liang Bohe was startled when she heard the voice of the big boss, and hurriedly shouted, "But I have to go out and deal with this matter before I can calm down and work!"

"Then you take a day off today to clean up your mistresses!"

After the big boss finished speaking, he put down the phone heavily.

Liang Bohe got his permission, grabbed her bag and rushed out of the company.

It doesn't matter how many people are talking behind you.

"Hey—what about today's financial meeting? Is it closed?" The little accountant in the financial department looked thoughtfully at the back of Liang Bohe running out in a hurry.

When Liang Bohe went downstairs, the security guards of the building pointed at her back and discussed in a low voice.

Zongzhengbei, you wait for me!

The angry girl went out of the lobby and hailed a taxi by the side of the road, and drove straight out of the city.

As soon as they reached the first traffic light, Liang Bohe's cell phone rang, and it was Zongzheng Bei.

"What? Dare to answer my call?"

Zongzhengbei opened the door while holding the key, and he couldn't help frowning when he heard the girl's cold voice on the phone, "Have you eaten gunpowder?"

"You've just eaten gunpowder! Let me ask you, where are you now? The army?"

"Missing me so soon?"

"Bah... You'd better get out of the way and wait for me at the gate of the army, otherwise—"

Zongzhengbei opened the door and walked into the house, closed the door, raised his eyes slightly, and smiled evilly, "I'm sorry, I just came home, and I knew you missed me, so I transported myself home."

"Are you really home?"

"If you don't believe me, go home and have a look and you'll know."

Liang Bohe hung up the phone roughly, not wanting to waste the phone bill chatting with him.

Tell the driver to drive home.

Zongzhengbei deliberately did not lock the door, leaving the door open for that girl.

Sure enough, when he came out of the shower, there was an angry girl in the house.

Liang Bohe threw his bag and mobile phone on the sofa in the living room, and walked straight into the bedroom, hesitating whether to barge into his bathroom, when the guy opened the door wiping his wet hair.

"Yo...you still dislike me for coming home late? Do you?"

Zongzhengbei saw the angry girl approaching her teasingly.

"You bastard! You actually tricked me behind my back!"

Liang Bohe raised her right hand and was about to swing him, but Zong Zhengbei's muscular body avoided it lightly, and flipped over to clasp her hands.

into his soap-smelling chest.

Zong Zhengbei caught her face with one hand, smelled her hair, and asked in a low voice: "My little He'er, who made you angry? Tell me—I'll beat him up!"