President Wife is Pretty and Cool

"Mr. Zhao? Why are you here?"

Tan Shilin was a little surprised to see Zhao Han swaggering in.

Is it the two of them?

"This is my boyfriend, why not?"

Qiu Cha took Zhao Han's arm and smiled.

Tan Shilin's face changed in an instant, and then he smiled happily.

"Yes, it's just that I don't know why, Mr. Zhao and Ms. Qiu are a perfect match. But Mr. Zhao is also smart. After taking Ms. Qiu, the Zhao family added another general."

Tan Shilin ridiculed intentionally or unintentionally.

Qiu Cha looked at Zhao Han, and Zhao Han explained without changing his face.

"I have never thought about it this way. Qiucha and I are just pure love between men and women. I have not thought about it that way. Not everyone is as scheming as Mr. Tan. In short, Qiucha will not work in your company. Yes, take your trash and get out!"

Zhao Han handed a bag of garbage on the table to Tan Shilin, looking very domineering.

Tan Shilin passed the bag of garbage on the street, smiled, and said nothing.

"It seems that I am late. In this case, I won't bother you. But I still have to say, Miss Qiu considers the Tan family. I don't think someone will play tricks to deceive your feelings. , Miss Qiu."

After Tan Shilin left, Qiucha released his arm.

"From now on, don't let anyone come in. What if there is danger? What did he say to you?"

Zhao Han asked concerned.

"It's nothing, just let me work in his company, but what he said also makes sense. Do you really like me or do you want me to go to your company to deceive my feelings?"

Qiu Cha questioned with suspicion.

Zhao Han suddenly felt cold.

"That's how you look at me?"

His eyes were full of disappointment.

Qiucha sat on the sofa a little at a loss. Now that An Ran has passed away, no one around her can trust her.

"The chicken soup is delicious. If there is nothing wrong, you can go back."

She walked upstairs in despair.

Zhao Han didn't explain too much, and left directly.

Upstairs, Qiucha silently picked up a hidden photo and shed tears at the photo.

"An Ran, don’t let you get married. You have to get married, and you secretly get married behind my back. Now it’s okay, both have returned to the West, leaving me alone here, no one loves me, the only one who loves me It's you.

But you are gone now, and I don't even have a speaker. "

She touched the face above the photo and continued.

"An Ran, how did you live there? At least give me a dream to let me know if you are doing well. Your husband’s company is going to close down. Everything you worked so hard to protect will be gone. Re-exist, so what's the point of getting married?

Zhao Han is a good person, but someone like me is not worthy of him. It is better to let him go early. "

When she said this, she felt a heartache. She really didn't want to do it, but from the facts, she was indeed not worthy of marriage, and even less worthy of Zhao Han.

"People who know me say that I am smart and talented. Only you know that I am timid, cowardly, and afraid that others will see through me. Only you are the one who knows me best."

Qiucha couldn't cry as she talked.

She was lying on the bed, holding the photo, crying and falling asleep.

...

The blue house.

Lan Tingyun thought that it had been a long time since she had video with her daughter, so she called.

But the person who answered the phone was not their daughter.

"Uncle! Now the boss is doing exercises with Mo Jinrong, they didn't bring a mobile phone."

When Lan Tingyun heard these words, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

He wanted to ask but was not embarrassed to ask, he hesitated.

"How is Jinrong? Is the injury better?"

The thin man didn't think too much, and said directly.

"Mo Jinrong is getting stronger day by day, and she can still do exercises in bed."

Li Yueru blushed as she listened to the side.

She wanted to answer but didn't dare to answer, Lan Tingyun couldn't help but said directly.

"You asked your boss to come out to answer the phone. I want to talk to her about something."

Li Yueru touched Lan Tingyun.

"How can you let him call her?"

Before Lan Tingyun could speak, the thin man took the phone and walked into the room and shouted.

"Boss! Don't do it, Uncle Lan is calling."

Li Yueru and Lan Tingyun were already blushing over there, and they didn't dare to look at the camera of the phone at all.

"Are the young people so open now?"

Lan Tingyun whispered.

When Lan Yanran heard her sister's voice, he immediately walked over and stretched out his head and smiled.

"What are elder sister and brother-in-law doing?"

"Children's house, don't look around."

Lan Tingyun hurried Lan Yanran aside and told him that it was not suitable for children.

"You can't show me anything yet."

Lan Yanran continued to express his dissatisfaction.

Lan Anran had picked up the phone, but she didn't see the figures of her parents, she smiled.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Li Yueru opened her eyes slightly, and she was more relieved seeing her daughter wearing clothes.

"What were you doing just now? I haven't called your parents for so long. I don't know how worried we are about you."

Lan Tingyun said reproachfully.

"Parents, I have been a little busy these few days. I was doing some bed exercises with Jinrong just now to help him do better rehabilitation and recovery."

Lan Anran felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but the two sounded a little harsh.

"Why do you kid say everything? Even though you are married, this kind of thing is very private. Jinrong has been injured like that. How can you still?"

Li Yueru was embarrassed to talk about halfway through.

Lan Anran blushed instantly and explained.

"Parents, I don't. I mean I'm helping him do some arm and leg massages and resume exercise. He has been exercising for more than five hours today and needs muscle relaxation. Where do you want to go?"

When Lan Tingyun heard his daughter explain this way, he felt more comfortable, and he told the phone again.

"Daughter, Jin Rong is seriously injured now. Don't toss him anymore. We have been at home for long enough. When will it end?"

Lan Tingyun asked.

Lan Anran was almost counting the time, she smiled.

"It's almost time, you should go to work tomorrow, don't worry about me."

"That's great, I've been suffocated at home these days."

Lan Yanran has stopped working for more than a month. Every day at home, he eats or sleeps, and everyone is fatter.