After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

In the eyes of those who like you, you are better than other girls in this world, not ordinary at all.

Joan looked at his friend with emotion in his heart.

"But Wanwan, he has no shortage of women to like."

"But he lacks a woman he likes,"

Shi Wan's tone was gentle.

"I promised in Ah Chen that He Yan looks unrestrained, but in fact he has never been in a relationship, and his attitude towards relationships can be regarded as serious."

It can be said that he is the real representative of "Live among a hundred flowers, not a single leaf sticks to your body".

Of course, this "over" does not have an actual behavior.

It is precisely because of this that she will let her friends and He Yan develop.

Joan's thick eyelashes trembled, and his face was full of surprise.

She has seen a lot of news about Hearst changing girlfriends, but such a person has never been in a relationship? !

She was surprised, but she also knew that Wanwan would never lie to her.

"And An An,"

Shiwan held Qiao An's hand tightly, and the warm palm carried a reassuring force.

"A big family like the He family doesn't need to get anything through marriage. Naturally, there is no right marriage. This can be seen from the attitude of Mrs. He,"

She paused, her soft voice full of seriousness.

"You just need to consider whether you like He Yan or not."

She hoped that An'an would let go of all her psychological burdens, and consider the matter with He Yan only as an ordinary and purely emotional issue.

Qiao Jing nodded solemnly after tens of seconds of silence, and finally a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I see, thank you for the night."

Sensing his friend's relaxation, Shiwan also relaxed, leaning lazily and half on Qiao An's body and whispering.

"We don't need to talk about this between us."

The two leaned together, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

Time passed by unwittingly.

Fu Tingchen adjusted the screen in front of him to the monitoring angle of the living room, and saw his wife was intimate with other people, with a smile on his face, and his handsome brows were frowned.

But seeing how happy his wife was, he lit a cigarette and sat back on the seat, leaving space and time for the two of them.

There was a slight displeasure on his handsome and clear face.

"An'an,"

Shiwan looked at the time.

"What do you want to eat, I will let the kitchen prepare it for you now."

Her eyebrows are curved.

"Or do you want to eat my specialty?"

"I still have an online book club meeting to prepare tonight, I'm afraid I don't have this kind of luck,"

Joan laughed.

"When you are healthy, I come to eat every day, but I don't know if Boss Fu will have any objections?"

"Will not,"

At night, the red lips curled up.

"As long as I like it, my A-Chen won't have any opinions."

"Tsk tsk,"

Qiao An pretended to be unbearable.

"Come on, you don't need to eat dinner with this dog food."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Joan took the bag and left.

Only then did Fu Tingchen come down from the stairs. He stood at the top of the stairs and stared fixedly at his wife who was sending his friend back home, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I thought you were going to go with Joan."

Tsk tsk, this resentment, this smell of vinegar.

Shi Wan knew that the most important thing to do now was to smooth the hair, and immediately walked up to the man and put his arms around his waist.

"I won't go with anyone, I will be where my husband is."

Fu Tingchen didn't speak, his stern eyebrows flickered, he softened, and stretched out his arms to hug his wife.

If Mr. Fu saw this scene, he would definitely say that sentence again - look at how worthless it looks.

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the other side.

Fu Qiming came out of the company and got into his car straight away.

The bodyguards following behind got into the vehicle behind.

Two cars drove away one after another.

Fu Qiming tugged on his tie, the elegance on his face changed to gloomy.

Although Fu Tingchen did not show up, he still has control over the entire Fu Group. He has been planning a plan for so many years, and it can be said that he is struggling.

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes.

This kind of suppressed days is really enough! !

Fu Qiming lowered the window to let the cold wind blow in.

"Is there any news from the manor?"

The voice fell, and there was silence in the car.

The man driving the car seemed to have not heard Fu Qiming's words at all, and did not respond.

"Are you deaf when I talk to you?"

Fu Qiming frowned, and looked at the front mirror displeased.

Seeing this, his pupils shrank suddenly in fright.

The driver was wearing a hat, and the exposed jaw was not a familiar face.

In broad daylight, someone dared to hijack his vehicle so openly? !