Kong Chengcheng felt Yu Guheng's eyes at the moment, which made her feel hairy, "it seems that it's none of your business."

He suddenly stood up, approached her, lowered his body, forced a hand around her waist, "so I'll let it be my business?"

"What do you want?" she stared at him. His face was printed in his dark pupils.

He stared at her, her resistance was so obvious, but he would still be lost in her pupils and couldn't help wanting to take everything from her

"What do you say?" he raised his lips, and his lips were close to her lips. He saw that he was about to kiss her lips, but his mouth was covered by the soft palm.

"No!" Kong Chengcheng hurriedly said, "I said, I said, there is only hand in hand between me and Chen Weiliang, nothing else!"

His eyes fixed on her, a little bit pulled down her hand and said, "just don't want me to kiss you?"

"Yes, I don't want to," she said, biting her lip flap, because once she kissed, it would only make her more confused, and perhaps her hard-made determination would be shaken.

Thought that after three years, he had no influence on himself, but when she met her, she would still be flustered, confused and think of the past.

Yu Guheng looked at Kong Chengcheng for a while, then released his hand and turned back to his desk without saying a word.

Kong Chengcheng hesitated and said, "if... There's nothing else, I'll go back to the studio first."

Picked up the bag on the sofa, Kong Chengcheng turned and walked out of the president's room.

Yu Guheng looked up from the document in his hand and looked at the door that had been closed again, "Chengcheng..." when would she resist him? Why did she break up with him so resolutely?

Is it really just for the five million? Or... Because of his family?

If he didn't let go so fast, are they still together now? But no one can give him an answer.

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Qin Sitong was surprised that old lady Qin would specially want to see her and sent Qin ningyao to pick her up. Qin Kaisong, the second master of the Qin family, has two sons, Qin ningyao, born to Wei Yan in the main room, and Qin Ningxiang, born to yuan tongjuan in the outer room.

At the moment, in the car, Qin ningyao looked at Qin Sitong and smiled, "you let Yan'er's girl suffer a lot and did a good job. If Yan'er makes any small moves to you next time, you can tell me and I'll help you solve the problem."

"There's no need to bother you. I don't think Miss Qin will come to me all the time." Qin Sitong declined. The Qin family looks calm on the surface, but in fact it's dark and turbulent. She doesn't want to get involved in it.

Qin ningyao's eyes flashed, "also, your boyfriend is Jun Jisheng, and Yan'er should not have the courage to annoy you. I heard that you are now working as a small screenwriter in Chenxing? How about the development of the Qin family's enterprise? You can also get better development."

Qin ningyao made an invitation directly.

Qin Si Tong was stunned. "I only know the job of screenwriter. It shouldn't be suitable."

"It doesn't matter. Recently, the company also plans to develop film and television content." Qin ningyao said.