natural slag

Gong Zhao was taken aback, and then pretended to be relaxed: "Have you been working too much lately? Then I will give you two months off to rest well."

"You know what I mean." Han Chen said quietly.

"I treat you badly?" Gong Zhao didn't understand, how could such a good-looking person leave as soon as he said he would leave.

Han Chen denied, "No, it's pretty good."

"Or do you have someone you like?" Gong Zhao could only think of such a possibility. Yes, Han Chen had been with him for five years, and finally found someone he liked. He couldn't hold on to Han Chen.

Gong Zhao thought of a compromise: "In this way, our relationship will be limited to work in the future, and I will double your salary, how about it?"

Han Chen wants to fall in love, yes.

Want to resign, no.

After so many years, Gong Zhaozao has become dependent on Han Chen. If he wants to change his secretary, he might as well kill him.

Han Chen's hands were behind his back, clutching the edge of the cabinet. He couldn't tell what it felt like.

A little sour, a little bitter, it seems that all these years, he has been the only one who has taken this relationship seriously, and Gong Zhao has only regarded him as a bed partner from the beginning to the end.

Without him, Gong Zhao can find someone else. To Gong Zhao, his status as a secretary is far more important than him.

Han Chen felt that the act of mustering up his courage to plan to burn the boat today was nothing but a joke in Gong Zhao's eyes.

So what is he still insisting on?

Han Chen leaned against the door, as if all his strength had been taken away, and he was slightly absent-minded: "Okay."

Gong Zhao shunned an apple from the fruit plate, walked slowly towards Han Chen, and said, "Rang Rang, I should go."

Han Chen stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

He knew that if Gong Zhao left today, he would never come to him again.

"Han Chen?" Gong Zhao wanted to put his hand on his shoulder, but Han Chen dodged it in a stressful way. Gong Zhao's hand was fixed in the air. He touched his nose in embarrassment and put his hand down.

Han Chen turned sideways, the meaning was self-evident.

"I'm leaving." Gong Zhao went out, and when he was about to close the door, he didn't forget to ask, "By the way, are you coming to work tomorrow?"

"No." Han Chen was angry for the first time.

Gong Zhao was not in a hurry: "What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Neither."

"It's okay, when you have enough rest, call me, the position in the company will always be reserved for you." Gong Zhaoshi wanted to use his magnanimity to keep Han Chen, the competent secretary.

"Oh." Han Chen replied coldly.

After Gong Zhao left, Han Chen squatted behind the door and covered his face with his hands.

He is so cheap.

It's this time, don't leave yet.

Gong Zhao turned back to Qiao Yuxi's house, intending to give a surprise.

The light in the living room of Qiao Yuxi's home was on, and before he reached the bedroom, a familiar panting made Gong Zhao stop in his tracks.

The bedroom door was not closed, and the conversations from the people in the room fell clearly in Gong Zhao's ears. A person he could never have imagined appeared in Qiao Yuxi's villa, and he saw a scene full of excitement.

The man's back was strong and powerful, at first glance, Gong Zhao almost didn't recognize the man's identity.

The person who is having an affair with Qiao Yuxi at this moment is his adopted son, Gong Yi.

His lover is sharing the bed with his son.

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Gong Yi: "Don't bear it, he won't come, look, how much you are fucked by me, he doesn't want you, I'll love you, okay?"

Qiao Yuxi couldn't resist: "Shut up."

Gong Yi: "The more I talk, the tighter you suck me. Is it exciting to have sex with his son?"

Qiao Yuxi: "No..."

Gong Yi bit Qiao Yuxi's lips, the ambiguous and sticky sound made Gong Yi chuckle, and said in a deep voice that made Qiao Yuxi feel ashamed and angry: "Father, you have so much water."

Gong Zhao couldn't listen anymore, he picked up the car keys in his hand and smashed them: "Your father is here."