Many people say that I am writing off the topic, saying that the title of the book is "My Wife of the Beautiful CEO", so why do I always write about other women. What I want to say is that the title of this book was randomly written by me and does not mean anything! Doesn't mean anything! ! !
So, the title of Quandang is just a symbol. I started writing this book casually, and I don’t know the ending, or even what I will write tomorrow.
The editor asked me to change the title of the book. This title is too disgusting, but I said: I can't think of another title. Although the title of this book is rather bad, since it is used, it is not good to change it halfway. What's more, I am a very low-key person. It is not my style to change the title of a popular book, um...
So, just treat this book as a shit, ignore it, this is the harem, a lot of women's books, not a single heroine, only the female president, nothing more.
As for the book friends who desperately hope that the male lead will overthrow Lin Meimei, I can tell you bluntly that it is not so fast, it is still far away. I'm too kind to make you happy so quickly, I'm very evil, uh uh
In the future, don't say that I am writing partial to the subject, this is no subject at all. Also, you should be anxious about Yang Chen's xingfu, I'm not in a hurry...
There are more than a thousand words in the text of this chapter, and one coin is considered a welfare.
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The flight back to Zhonghai is a direct flight. This time Yang Chen can finally book business class. After all, he booked it himself instead of the company.
This is the second time to fly with An Xin, but this time An Xin is not a stewardess, but a lazy cat sleeping soundly in his arms, regardless of the strange gazes around him.
Yang Chen could only shake his head and sigh when looking at the plentiful business-class food, because An Xin was lying on his body, and there was no room to eat.
If Yang Chen's thoughts were known by several male passengers around, they would be happy to exchange their lunch with Yang Chen for women.
A few hours later, I returned to Zhonghai. Because of the time difference, it was just late afternoon.
Neither of them had any luggage. When they came to the airport exit, Yang Chen had to take a taxi to pick up the car because he came to the airport by bus, so he asked An Xin: "It's better to take a car with me, and then I will drive you. go back."
An Xin shook her head, "No, it's not that I don't have the ability to take care of myself. I know that the plane has left you hungry for noon, so you should go back and eat something soon."
"So you are awake, you should spank," Yang Chen said depressedly.
An Xin pouted: "It's going to be parted. I don't know when you will play with me if you have no conscience. Of course I have to lie on you for a while."
Yang Chen was speechless, and almost had the urge to take this girl home, but obviously this would cause an explosion of an iceberg, so he gave up.
After giving an affectionate hug to An Xin, the two of them drove out of the airport in two taxis respectively.
Yang Chen came to Yulei's parking garage, took his car, and went straight to Longjingyuan's villa.
It was not so good at the airport before, but now that he really embarked on the way home, Yang Chen had an urge to enter the house eagerly.
This feeling of longing and joy blending was so strong that Yang Chen's foot stepped on the accelerator to work hard.
Yang Chen finally felt that he really regarded that place as his home, or that he had subconsciously treated the two women at home as his relatives.
Thinking that more than half a month ago, Yang Chen had bitten the scalp and said to Lin Ruoxi that he was going to divorce, but Yang Chen had no such thoughts at this moment.
During his trip to Japan, when he killed the fake "Seventeen", Yang Chen finally realized that death cannot be brought back to life.
And Jane's slap, and the tears of anger and sadness, made herself understand that she really shouldn't be obsessed with the sadness of the past.
In my heart, since it is difficult to give up that person, why give up for the unpredictable future
However, the question before his eyes was also obvious-how could he take his own words back and then appease Lin Ruoxi's anger
The girl obviously didn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. It seemed that it was even harder for her to accept herself than she used to be.
With so many calls, if you don't answer any of them, isn't it a tacit agreement to cut off all contact with yourself
Thinking of these headaches, Yang Chen's car had already returned to Longjingyuan's villa. t