Chapter 727: Really put down
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CEO’s Secret Lover
- Yue Ya'er
- 1087 characters
- 2021-03-01 10:42:24
Chapter 727: Really Dropped
"Baby, Mommy sent you a word, and you will have to follow it to the end, that is, do not talk about work during the rest time. I like to dump other people's private time to talk about work, that is the behavior of capitalists, evil capitalists. He Meixin said, looking at Huo Jiabao with a hint.
Huo Jiabao knew that she was hinting at what happened last night.
"Mum, I may be a capitalist in another population in the future, so you still do n’t think about capitalists too bad. Well, to be precise, we are all capitalists now." He Yimeng was eating his children Steak, corrected.
He Mei thought for a while, He Yimeng didn't say that badly. Huo Xiwen now completely quit the Huo Group and followed Fu Muyu to go abroad to live a fairy life. If there is no accident, He Yimeng will probably start from Huo Jiabao took over the power of the company and became Huo's new female president.
Closing her mouth, she began to bury her head against the food in front of her.
He Yimeng said halfway through eating that she wanted to pee. Of course, because she was a mature woman, she would speak quite implicitly, so she put down the knife and fork in her hand, and politely met He Meixin and Huo in front of her. Jiabao said: "Please allow me to be unaccompanied."
After speaking, he jumped off his chair and ran to the toilet.
For a while, He Meixin and Huo Jiabao were left with "love feelings" on the table.
"Can't Greenlight Group's case be left to someone else to take charge?" She asked, cutting her steak blankly.
"Yes," he nodded and replied.
"Then leave it to someone else to do it." She couldn't see Wu Wei anymore, and she couldn't do it like nothing happened between them.
Can't be his Cinderella, she would rather never show up in his life again.
"But what? I want you to do it." He raised an eyebrow and raised his eyes to look at some melancholy He Meixin.
"You did it on purpose?" He Meixin gritted her teeth when she said this. She tried hard to restrain her emotions, but Huo Jiabao obviously didn't know how embarrassing she was now.
"Are you still sad for him? But, do you think he is just like you?" He did not deny his intentions, a smile on his face that made He Meixin want to rush to tear up, but his eyes fell on her Behind him.
"Brother, are you sure that this skirt I chose is more beautiful? But I like another one."
"Is that so? I'll let you buy that too."
"Well, you are so kind to me, Vigo."
"I'm hungry. When you were just shopping, you were holding the steak here and it was delicious. Order quickly."
"Okay ... let's ... come here, couple packages, how about it?"
"Just like it."
These dialogues came from behind He Meixin. She knew that he was sitting behind her at the moment, and she was less than fifty centimeters away from her. She could clearly hear the conversation between them, but she had no courage. Take a look back.
Although he was prepared, he would probably come with Ye Rongrong, but she didn't have the courage to really look at their sweetness.
It was her who was sitting next to him!
Wu Wei, did you really let go of her so soon?
However, he should be blessed anyway, right? After all, this time, she let go first.
Her heart was full of sorrow, she didn't know that her tears had been added to the glass of white wine in front of her.
Huo Jiabao looked at her silent tears, raised the corners of her mouth, and revealed an ironic smile.
After holding up the wine glass in front of her, he drank it, and said gently: "Even with tears, the taste of this wine has not become particularly good, so don't waste it next time."
"I don't want to stay here anymore." She frowned tightly, always thinking she could face it frankly, but when she really faced her, she could only be a deserter without bones.
"I'm afraid I can't walk ..." He said, looking behind her.
"General Huo, hello, so coincident, I actually met you here." Wu Wei had no idea what he had come to He Meixin and Huo Jiabao after holding a wine glass.
"Hello, it's very coincident that you can meet President Wu at lunch." Huo Jiabao smiled and greeted him.
"This ... isn't your company's Miss He Meixin? Hello, Miss He, we only met this morning. Your idea is very good." Wu Wei's eyes suddenly turned from Huo Jiabao to sit He Meixin, who was too late to react, killed her by surprise.
He Meixin felt only a cramp in his heart when he heard such strange greetings.
Pretend ... don't you know her?
Decided to forget her, to forget everything that was related to her, so now, do you pretend to not know her?
The tears on her face had not dried up, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Finally, one day, they became so alien.
In fact, He Meixin's appearance was a bit distorted now, not to mention the red eyes, and there were obvious tear marks on her face.
And looking at his eyes, so obvious nostalgia and attachment, he saw a moment of loss of mind.
"Does Wu always accompany his girlfriend for lunch?" Huo Jiabao hurriedly asked, as if he understood the silent line of sight between them.
"Well, the steak here tastes very good, so come and try it. Then don't disturb the two." Wu Wei heard the words of Huo Jiabao, suddenly returned to God, smiled, and then turned politely and left. .
He Meixin looked at his back, unable to calm down his emotions for a long time.
He Yimeng had already ran out of the bathroom at this time. When she was walking to the dining table, she accidentally saw Wu Wei sitting with Ye Rongrong, and hurried to greet them: "Daddy ..."
He Yimeng's crunchy "daddy" can scare He Meixin.
Why did his daughter look so good, she saw Wu Wei at the table behind him, and ran to say hello.
I do n’t know what Wu Weihui ’s reaction was. He can pretend not to know her, but can he pretend not to know He Yimeng?
It turns out he can, he really can.
Because, next, she heard his low voice coming into her ear: "Child, who are you?"
"Godfather, what's wrong with you? Don't you know Yimeng?" He Yimeng looked at Wu Wei with her innocent and big eyes, how could she feel wrong?