Chapter 45 >

轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！The streetlights streamed into the car in clusters. Fu Yan had drunk too much and was drowsy, but she knew she was in Huo Mingzheng's car, so she dared not fall asleep. Her eyelids drooped, powerless, leaning against the door.

"Have you been dating Fu Jing" Huo Mingzheng's voice suddenly came, wavering, unreal, and Fu Yan was startled.

The car slowly drove into the residential area.

Her heart was beating erratically. She wanted to lie and admit it, but she couldn't resist the influence Huo Mingzheng had had on her over so many years. She mumbled, "Fu Jing treats me well."

A chuckle escaped the man's throat. Fu Yan didn't know if she had misheard. She got out of the car without looking back, her head bowed to see the white slippers on her feet, her eyes stinging with tears.

After going upstairs, Huo Mingzheng sat in the back row and lit a cigarette.

The car window slowly lowered, smoke drifted out. He looked up at the lit windows on the upper floors, a subtle ripple passing through his cold eyes.

Cao Fang hurried over, "Mr. Huo."

Let's go.

Cao Fang opened the driver's seat door and got in.

The car drove out of the neighborhood. Huo Mingzheng, his voice raspy and deep from smoking, said, "You have a good memory, don't you"

Cao Fang was taken aback and immediately thought of Qin Heng. If he had known that Dr. Qin was so unreliable, he shouldn't have said so much when he was asking about the situation on the phone!

"Mr. Huo, I was wrong."

Ho Mingzheng let out a cold snort. "It's good that you're admitting your mistake, starting tomorrow. You'll be at the company front desk for a week and Cao Yuan will be by my side."

Cao Fang broke out in a cold sweat.

He knew he looked handsome and refined, and the female employees at the company were far too ambitious for Huo Mingzheng. They fawned over him openly and secretly, but because Huo Mingzheng was around, they didn't dare to approach him. What if he went to the front desk tomorrow Wouldn't he be chased by those vixens

Just thinking about that scene, Cao Fang shuddered and quickly pleaded for mercy: "General Huo, I truly know I was wrong."

"Two weeks."

"Mr. Huo, I..."

"One month."

Cao Fang: "..."

......

The next day, Fu Yan met Shen Wei while waiting for the elevator.

It's no wonder Xiaox Xia often says that Shen Wei's style is becoming more and more like hers. The day before yesterday, Fuyan wore a new Chinese-style long dress with a knitted cardigan on top, and today Shen Wei wore something similar.

She remembered that Shen Wei wasn't this style when he first came to the company. In just under three weeks, she changed.

Shen Wei wore high heels, which made her a little taller than Fu Yan who wore flats. “Xiao Yan, you look spirited today. Did you not have nightmares last night”

Fu Yan watched the numbers jumping on the screen. Last night, they had made things clear between them, so there was no need for politeness anymore. "People who do a lot of bad things are the ones who have nightmares," she said. "Mr. Shen, you should still worry about yourself."

Shen Wei sneered, "Just by using your sharp tongue to seduce Azheng, right"

"This is talent, General Shen..." She deliberately paused, her gaze sweeping over his attire, a smile playing on her lips, "You can't imitate it even if you tried."

The elevator dinged, arriving at the destination.

Fu Yan stood aside, "General Shen, please."

Shen Wei's face instantly transformed from a drawn one to a smiling one. The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she brushed past Fu Yan, her smile carrying a profound meaning. "Don't get too complacent, in less than a month I'll be your sister-in-law."

Fu Yan returned to her desk not long ago, when Xiaoxiao ran over from the tea room with a cup of coffee. "Sister Yan, did you ruin the cooperation last night"

Xia Xia heard the gossip in the tea room and immediately came back to find her.

Fu Yan told her about what happened. Xia was so angry she slammed the table, “That old slut deserves to be ruined!”

The phone rang, Fu Yan picked it up, it was from the CEO's office.

"Miss Fu, Mr. Fu requests your presence."a deep breath, picked up the cigarette case from his desk, lit one up, and said, "What do you mean by dealing with Yan""As you can see," Huo Mingzheng said, his expression unchanged."I'm just curious,...