Chapter 3093: 3170 Love Letter: Declaring I Love You to the World 83

Chapter 3093, 3170 Love Letter: Declaring I Love You to the World 83
"Chu Rong has invited a half-month holiday!"
"Don't worry, I let people look at her last night, and I won't let my little nephew have an accident. Now I know that I am in a hurry. Where did you go last night?" Leng Ye would like to open the door of the meeting room: "Don't Call me for a meeting. If you have this time, it's better to think about how to persuade your secretary to give you a baby."
Leng Yeshuo heard this, an anxious heart fell, hung up the phone, and looked at the blocked car, not as unbearable as just now, waiting patiently, thinking about what his brother said.
Leng Yeshuo drove the car downstairs in Chu Rong's apartment, pulled out the car key and immediately slammed the door, with a slap.
He went upstairs, went up to the unit building, stood in front of Chu Rong's house, raised his hand, and didn't know for a long time whether to press the doorbell.
Just about to ring the doorbell, the door opened from the inside. He was stunned, and the man who opened the door was stunned.
Chu Rong walked out of the room, also surprised: "Mr. Leng."
Leng Yeshuo's gaze fell on that man, and that man's gaze also fell on Leng Yeshuo's body.
The man was preparing the slipper cover, but he suddenly stopped, and asked in a somewhat vigilant voice: "Xiao Rong, who is he?"
"This is the boss of our company."
A glimmer of sadness flashed across Chu Rong's eyes, and then said to the man: "You go."
The man stretched out his hand towards Leng Yeshuo: "Mr Leng, hello, I am Chu Rong's husband."
When Chu Rong heard the words, he immediately scolded: "Feng Ziheng, what are you talking about!"
Leng Yeshuo's expression on Gu Jing Wubo did not move for thousands of years, and did not reach out. Chu Rong's husband and ex-husband were about the same size. Leng Yeshuo recognized him. Feng Ziheng had divorced Chu Rong a few years ago.
"I'm not talking nonsense, please consider again. Xiaoran needs a normal family. He also wants us to live together. I am willing to remarry with you at any time."
After Feng Ziheng finished speaking, regardless of Chu Rong's expression, he took off his shoe covers slowly and walked out.
When someone walked into the elevator, Leng Yeshuo looked at Chu Rong, "What's the matter?"
"Family matters." Chu Rong didn't want to say anything, and didn't plan to invite Leng Yeshuo in. She is in a mess and wants to be quiet by herself: "Ms. Leng, are you looking for me?"
When Leng Yeshuo thought about it all the way, he swallowed again, but put his hands in his pockets: "You didn't go to work today, and you didn't ask me for leave!"
"I sent you an email, didn't you see it?" Chu Rong said apologetically, "I'm sorry, something happened in my house. It may take a while to deal with, and there is no way to go to work temporarily. If you disagree, I... ...I can only resign."
"What's the matter in your house?"
"Private matter, it is inconvenient to talk to Mr. Leng."
Leng Yeshuo didn't like that feeling, the kind of indifference that turned away thousands of miles away. He looked at Chu Rong condescendingly, and for a long time, "You want to remarry your ex-husband? Doesn't he already have a new family?"
"I don't know, I'm very confused now, I really want to be alone, I'm sorry, Mr. Leng, it is not convenient for me to go to work today." Chu Rong pressed her eyebrows, feeling upset: "I won't invite you to sit in the house. I'm really sorry."
She wanted to close the door, but Leng Yeshuo held it down.
Before she refused, he walked in without even putting on the shoe covers. He walked in the living room of her house with a strong sense of presence. In the ashtray in the living room, half a cigarette was burning slowly, smelling smoke. It was very bad for pregnant women. Without even thinking about it, Leng Yeshuo put out the cigarette butts, then threw the ashtray in the bathroom and rinsed it.
(End of this chapter)