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Fang Ming looked at the message his boss sent him and sighed slightly. Boss Dog had cheated on his wife, and now he wants to pursue her again. Isn¡¯t this a toss-up?
However, who makes someone the boss? The little assistant could only accept his fate and work, and then sent a message to Fang Xiaotao: What is the story about the wife-chasing crematorium?
Fang Xiaotao soon sent over two novels, titled: "Thirty-six Styles of a Scumbag Boss Chasing His Wife" and "A Scumbag Boss Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium".
But soon two more messages came over. The first one: These two are typical novels about chasing wives in the crematorium. You can show them to your boss.
Article 2: Don¡¯t cherish it when you have it, regret it when you lose it, typical scumbag boss.
Fang Ming smiled, then recommended the novel, and then sent a screenshot of his cousin¡¯s words.
Just after posting, Fang Xiaotao¡¯s news came again: belated affection is worse than grass.
Fang Ming hurriedly and excitedly sent another screenshot.
Nangong Jue looked at the titles of the two novels and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. Why are they novels again?
But the news that followed made him feel a little guilty. It was true. If he had been nicer to her before, maybe now he would have a little boy to call him daddy.
" However, he will never allow his affection to be inferior to grass. He will definitely give her the most expensive affection.
Moreover, the word "scumbag boss" doesn't suit him. It should be that woman who has scumbag him now. Or he can write a novel called "The Boss Chases the Scumbag Wife". Hum, I'll just show it to her then. .
Le Yao had a very comfortable life and had forgotten everything that should be forgotten anyway, but that woman Qian Meiqi was so bad. She knew that she had forgotten what happened before, but she insisted on reminding her that there were still dozens of sets of papers. did not do.
"I guess I ignored the information about the paper, but if you insist on mentioning it, you and I will never share the same fate." Le Yao gritted his teeth.
"I was wrong." Qian Meiqi laughed dryly, "But it is wrong to deceive yourself and others."
Le Yao gave her a roll of her eyes, and just as she was about to say something, she sneezed hard.
"Sister Lan has a cold?" Qian Meiqi was startled.
"I guess someone is talking about me."
Qiao Qiao curled her lips, only that arrogant and sinister guy was talking about you.
As a result, as soon as Qian Meiqi hung up the video, the phone rang.
Le Yao glanced at it, but frowned: "Young Master Yang's message, he asked me to meet."
"Yang Jinxuan?" Qiao Qiao also sat up straight, "It's probably because of Yan Zimeng."
Le Yao nodded, this is obvious.
"It would be best if he disappeared, but I don't think he will give up." Qiao Qiao tapped the table with his fingers a few times.
"Then let's meet." Le Yao shrugged, "Let's see what he says. As for whether I agree or not, it's up to me."
"I'll accompany you."
Le Yao shook his head: "No, it's better for his brother to come forward for such a matter."
Yang Jinxuan sat in the private room a little anxiously. There was no way to go to Nangong Jue, so he could only come and beg this woman. As long as she promised not to pursue it, then nothing would happen to Mengmeng. Of course, he would also compensate her. , as long as it is not excessive, he will definitely be satisfied.
However, what he is very unsure about now is whether that woman will come.
While I was thinking about it, the door of the private room was pushed open.
Yang Jinxuan was immediately overjoyed, but the moment he raised his head, his smile froze: "Ajue? You" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com