This... There was only a couple left in the living room. He Yuan hesitated for a moment, looked at Mo Manyun and asked out his doubts: Didn’t we agree to divorce? Why, you suddenly changed your mind, and you are so kind to me?After thinking about it, He Yuan seemed to understand something. His face was filled with happiness and suddenly felt depressed: Oh, I understand, are you afraid that your mother's health has not recovered yet, right?
He Yuan was very depressed at this time. Alas, he thought happiness was close to him, but he didn't expect it to be a mirror and a moon. Forget it, people should not be greedy. This time he has the presidential treatment, which is enough for him to miss him for a while.
But what is bizarre is that after her mother left, Mo Manyun Ming's smile had not faded. When she heard his words, she even glanced at him with a pretty look. The cold voice was filled with sweetness: In the room, you said you wanted to divorce, but I didn't agree. I suddenly felt that such a life was good. I used to be too... He Yuan, I, I... Her beautiful brows frowned slightly, she wanted to say sorry, but when she spoke, she couldn't say anything.
He Yuan didn't understand what she was going to do. Mo Manyun was due to his personality. The apology was a bit hard to say. Just as the atmosphere was about to be awkward, the little woman's mobile phone rang. She breathed a sigh of relief, smiled apologetically at He Yuan, and answered the phone.
Hello, I am Mo Manyun...what, Pan Heng is here, where is it...didn't he come here after the genius...well, let Mayor Cui go...Okay, goodbye.
After putting down the phone, a cold frost returned to his pretty face, with a little majestic and sharpness in his cold temperament. Now Mo Manyun has turned back to the mayor's appearance.
A trace of disappointment flashed in He Yuan's eyes. How good is it to smile. This coldness is really unpleasant.
Um?Pan Heng?
Very familiar!
Suddenly, Lao He finally remembered who he was. Now for him, Pan Heng is the life-saving God of Wealth. Whether he can afford to pay his salary depends on him.
He Yuan grabbed the little lady anxiously: Where is Pan Heng now? Our newspaper has taken over the task of interviewing him, and I have to go immediately.
Newspaper?
Mo Manyun glanced at him in surprise. She always thought that her husband was working as a chef in a hotel. However, in a guilty state, Mo Manyun still told him about Pan Heng's information. She said it in detail, hoping that these could help He Yuan and compensate for his coldness towards him these days.
Thanks, thanks.He Yuan took the opportunity to pinch his wife's soft little hand, tsk, it feels good.
Mo Manyun saw that he was subconsciously moving, and there was no strange color on his face, so he let him do whatever he wanted, but Han Shuang's little face was dyed with a rosy rosy: It's still important to work, you go and come back early, and I have something to tell you tonight, by the way, why don't Hao Yan send you there, he's fine anyway.
No, no, he is protecting you. If a villain comes to commit the crime, I will regret it.
Until he left the house, Lao He still recalled the little woman's words with a fascination. Don't mention the beauty in his heart.
I have something to say at night... Hehe, can you be... Tsk tsk, I just say it. With my charm, even the stone girl will be moved.
Comrade He, in Infinite YY, took the bus and headed straight to the target hotel, but everyone in the carriage kept a certain distance from him, thinking that this product who had been smirking was a mental illness.
The sun was shining and the air was stuffy, but in Lao He's eyes, it was extremely warm and happy. His thoughts were vain and he remembered the little follower apprentice. After all, he had cooked several meals for him. He had no credit and had hard work. Why not teach her at this time?
Hello, Comrade Cui Yiyi, you will be limited to reach the Yuling Hotel within 20 minutes. There are important tasks and important tasks. Repeat it again. There are important tasks and important tasks.He Yuan learned the spoken language of his co-published companions by the police.
Immediately, a soft and weak voice floated back: I have manuscripts to arrange, so I won’t go. Besides, I am the editor now, and I can’t ask for a fake on the outside world with the team leader.
One sentence almost made Lao He irritated: This master is kind enough to take you, hey, you are so happy, you pushed it cleanly, you told Team Qi that Pan Heng came to Fengyang in advance, I am now at the scene with a high fever of 42 degrees, but I need an assistant, come here quickly.He Yuan guessed that in the reporter circle, he was the first person to get the news. It seems that having a mayor's wife is not bad, and they are the fastest and most accurate consultations.
You, you are lying, I have heard from others that Pan Heng will arrive only after the genius of his post-production, you are lying to me, I will not go.
What, dare to question your master?He Yuan really wanted to get into the phone and go to the other end to beat her: Do you believe it or not? This is a good opportunity to train you. If you do it or not, it depends on this practice. If you do it or not, you will see whether you love it or not.Lao He was so angry that he hung up the phone directly, but when the little woman's bright smile flashed in his mind, he felt happy again. Humph, I am a person with a wife, so be steady and steady.
On Zhengyi Road, Yuling Hotel, the front hall is directly pointed at the wall clock, which is different from the Golden Glorious Nightclub. The decoration here is very atmospheric and luxurious. The entire hall is luxurious and elegant and noble, and has a hint of elegant artistic atmosphere. As one of the few four-star hotels in Fengyang City, it is worthy of its name.
Because Fengyang City's economic development is still in its early stages, this high-end hotel is really rare and naturally looks precious.
In front of the hotel, a fool was swaying around. Why did he say he was stupid?
Just because 1 o'clock is when the company starts construction, there will be no one idle to wander here in the hot sun. Isn't it that I'm full?
This stupid man is naturally He Yuan. It’s not that he has never seen the world. It’s just that the quiet here is ridiculous, which makes Lao He even doubt the accuracy of the information. Thinking back then, this kind of interview mission was not a crowded reporter, and it was difficult to squeeze in, but now he is the only one who guards it, so it’s really uncomfortable.
Pressure makes people progress!
Lao He, who had no competitors, couldn't get interested anymore, and just thought that Cui Yiyi would come quickly and leave her work.
But Lao He didn't think about it. The news came too quickly, which means that no one else had received it. With his usual bragging personality, can Cui Yiyi believe it?Can Qi Yunying believe it?
Speaking of Cui Yiyi from Shanyu News Agency, she is fighting. He Yuan's words are obviously a lie, but...
She pondered for a long time before biting her lip and knocking on the door of the team leader’s office, wanting to seek the team leader’s opinions.
He Yuan was very depressed at this time. Alas, he thought happiness was close to him, but he didn't expect it to be a mirror and a moon. Forget it, people should not be greedy. This time he has the presidential treatment, which is enough for him to miss him for a while.
But what is bizarre is that after her mother left, Mo Manyun Ming's smile had not faded. When she heard his words, she even glanced at him with a pretty look. The cold voice was filled with sweetness: In the room, you said you wanted to divorce, but I didn't agree. I suddenly felt that such a life was good. I used to be too... He Yuan, I, I... Her beautiful brows frowned slightly, she wanted to say sorry, but when she spoke, she couldn't say anything.
He Yuan didn't understand what she was going to do. Mo Manyun was due to his personality. The apology was a bit hard to say. Just as the atmosphere was about to be awkward, the little woman's mobile phone rang. She breathed a sigh of relief, smiled apologetically at He Yuan, and answered the phone.
Hello, I am Mo Manyun...what, Pan Heng is here, where is it...didn't he come here after the genius...well, let Mayor Cui go...Okay, goodbye.
After putting down the phone, a cold frost returned to his pretty face, with a little majestic and sharpness in his cold temperament. Now Mo Manyun has turned back to the mayor's appearance.
A trace of disappointment flashed in He Yuan's eyes. How good is it to smile. This coldness is really unpleasant.
Um?Pan Heng?
Very familiar!
Suddenly, Lao He finally remembered who he was. Now for him, Pan Heng is the life-saving God of Wealth. Whether he can afford to pay his salary depends on him.
He Yuan grabbed the little lady anxiously: Where is Pan Heng now? Our newspaper has taken over the task of interviewing him, and I have to go immediately.
Newspaper?
Mo Manyun glanced at him in surprise. She always thought that her husband was working as a chef in a hotel. However, in a guilty state, Mo Manyun still told him about Pan Heng's information. She said it in detail, hoping that these could help He Yuan and compensate for his coldness towards him these days.
Thanks, thanks.He Yuan took the opportunity to pinch his wife's soft little hand, tsk, it feels good.
Mo Manyun saw that he was subconsciously moving, and there was no strange color on his face, so he let him do whatever he wanted, but Han Shuang's little face was dyed with a rosy rosy: It's still important to work, you go and come back early, and I have something to tell you tonight, by the way, why don't Hao Yan send you there, he's fine anyway.
No, no, he is protecting you. If a villain comes to commit the crime, I will regret it.
Until he left the house, Lao He still recalled the little woman's words with a fascination. Don't mention the beauty in his heart.
I have something to say at night... Hehe, can you be... Tsk tsk, I just say it. With my charm, even the stone girl will be moved.
Comrade He, in Infinite YY, took the bus and headed straight to the target hotel, but everyone in the carriage kept a certain distance from him, thinking that this product who had been smirking was a mental illness.
The sun was shining and the air was stuffy, but in Lao He's eyes, it was extremely warm and happy. His thoughts were vain and he remembered the little follower apprentice. After all, he had cooked several meals for him. He had no credit and had hard work. Why not teach her at this time?
Hello, Comrade Cui Yiyi, you will be limited to reach the Yuling Hotel within 20 minutes. There are important tasks and important tasks. Repeat it again. There are important tasks and important tasks.He Yuan learned the spoken language of his co-published companions by the police.
Immediately, a soft and weak voice floated back: I have manuscripts to arrange, so I won’t go. Besides, I am the editor now, and I can’t ask for a fake on the outside world with the team leader.
One sentence almost made Lao He irritated: This master is kind enough to take you, hey, you are so happy, you pushed it cleanly, you told Team Qi that Pan Heng came to Fengyang in advance, I am now at the scene with a high fever of 42 degrees, but I need an assistant, come here quickly.He Yuan guessed that in the reporter circle, he was the first person to get the news. It seems that having a mayor's wife is not bad, and they are the fastest and most accurate consultations.
You, you are lying, I have heard from others that Pan Heng will arrive only after the genius of his post-production, you are lying to me, I will not go.
What, dare to question your master?He Yuan really wanted to get into the phone and go to the other end to beat her: Do you believe it or not? This is a good opportunity to train you. If you do it or not, it depends on this practice. If you do it or not, you will see whether you love it or not.Lao He was so angry that he hung up the phone directly, but when the little woman's bright smile flashed in his mind, he felt happy again. Humph, I am a person with a wife, so be steady and steady.
On Zhengyi Road, Yuling Hotel, the front hall is directly pointed at the wall clock, which is different from the Golden Glorious Nightclub. The decoration here is very atmospheric and luxurious. The entire hall is luxurious and elegant and noble, and has a hint of elegant artistic atmosphere. As one of the few four-star hotels in Fengyang City, it is worthy of its name.
Because Fengyang City's economic development is still in its early stages, this high-end hotel is really rare and naturally looks precious.
In front of the hotel, a fool was swaying around. Why did he say he was stupid?
Just because 1 o'clock is when the company starts construction, there will be no one idle to wander here in the hot sun. Isn't it that I'm full?
This stupid man is naturally He Yuan. It’s not that he has never seen the world. It’s just that the quiet here is ridiculous, which makes Lao He even doubt the accuracy of the information. Thinking back then, this kind of interview mission was not a crowded reporter, and it was difficult to squeeze in, but now he is the only one who guards it, so it’s really uncomfortable.
Pressure makes people progress!
Lao He, who had no competitors, couldn't get interested anymore, and just thought that Cui Yiyi would come quickly and leave her work.
But Lao He didn't think about it. The news came too quickly, which means that no one else had received it. With his usual bragging personality, can Cui Yiyi believe it?Can Qi Yunying believe it?
Speaking of Cui Yiyi from Shanyu News Agency, she is fighting. He Yuan's words are obviously a lie, but...
She pondered for a long time before biting her lip and knocking on the door of the team leader’s office, wanting to seek the team leader’s opinions.
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