C12

Hiding in the blanket, Ning Jin muttered, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

In the morning, Ning Jin was woken up by his phone's alarm clock. Although he was clear-headed, his eyes were sore, and he could only blindly put on his clothes.

At the staircase.

Since you let me go, then don't be my path.

Ning Jin reached out to push Fu Wanjiao away, and slipped through the gap between them: "Since that's the case, I'll see my sister later."

"You're not allowed to call me sister …!"

While driving, Ning Jin muttered to himself, "I really don't know if that man would have the luck to marry this young miss.

Ning Jin shook his head, as if he could already see the man's miserable fate.

"Who are you talking about?"

Ning Jin was shocked, he raised his head and saw Fu Dazhi sitting on the front seat of the car beside him, the driver was the man Han Chen that the Public Security Bureau had seen before.

Ning Jin kept his surprise and immediately said: "Nothing, I didn't say who." In order to cover up his guilt, Ning Jin changed the topic: "Where do you want to go?"

Han Chen, who was in the driver's seat, spoke first, "Let's go to Gu Yue's place.

Where the hell would two men go to? He was still playing with women.

Ning Jin: "Next time, I still have to go to work."

After saying that, the group reached an intersection. The one on the left was Gu Yue, while the one on the right was Ning's. Without question, the three of them had to go their separate ways.

"Beauty, you're really not going?"

"I'll forget about it today. If there's a chance next time, I'll definitely do it."

Disappointment surfaced on Han Chen's face. As for whether it was real or fake, only he himself knew.

Fu Huayong, on the other hand, kept Chen Mo the entire time, or simply said some nonsense out of the blue.

After separating, Ning Jin muttered to himself with lingering fear: "What the hell? Why did he suddenly appear? Are they watching me? "

Thinking about it, Ning Jin felt goosebumps all over his body.

And in the other car, the two men talked about the same topic as Ning Jin. Hmm, it would be more accurate to say that Han Chen talked about the same things, but Fu Huayong was at most an audience.

"Your wife is not bad. Interesting."

Fu Huayong glanced at his but did not say a word.

"I already told you that we're going to Gu Yue. How could she not change her expression? I admire you." Or maybe she doesn't think much of you, but it's good to have a wife like that, so she won't think about something she shouldn't have. " Han Chen patted Fu Huayong's arm after he finished speaking: "Don't you think so?"

Fu Huayong didn't know whether to cry or cry, "If you want it, take it. I don't mind."

"F * ck." Han Chen slapped the steering wheel and said loudly, "What do you take me, Han Chen, to be? As the saying goes, friends and wives are not to be cheated. Am I that kind of person? You're hurting me by saying that. "

If it wasn't for the fact that they were driving, Han Chen probably would have directly hugged Fu Huayong and cried.

"Be careful when you drive, or I'll skin you." Seeing the hand that Han Chen reached over, Fu Huayong barely dodged it.

"Old Fu, you're not nice enough!"

When he arrived at the company, Ning Jin's seat was not even warm when he was hurriedly called over by Ning Ping's secretary.

"What's the matter?"

"The chairman said he has urgent business with you. I'm not sure about anything else."

Looking at the innocent looking secretary, Ning Jin decided to use force to cover his tracks!

Opening the office door, a white figure flashed past. If not for the fact that he dodged quickly, Ning Jin would have been smashed into a pulp.

"You unfilial daughter, you really pissed me off!" Following Ning Ping's furious roar, the sound of the white porcelain teacup shattering on the ground also came out.

Ning Jin's face froze.

If she wasn't fast enough, what bloomed wasn't the teacup but her head.

Although Ning Ping never had a good attitude towards her, to the point where Ning Jin even suspected that she was Ning Ping's biological daughter, Ning Jin still endured it, believing that it would be a moment of peace and quiet. However, the result was not like this.

"Don't even think about leaving this office until you give me an explanation."

These words were said aggressively, but Ning Jin was not afraid.

"I don't know what I did wrong, and you have no right to do it." He spoke so righteously.

Ning Ping gasped in anger: "Just because I'm your father, I have the rights." The palm landed on the table with a loud bang.

"What are you trying to say?"

"Why didn't you stop Fu Huayong yesterday and let him barge into the meeting room, making me look bad in front of everyone? "Speak …" Ning Ping spoke as if he was talking about an unforgivable sin, as if he would not rest until he had been given an explanation.

"Why isn't it related to you anymore? Fu Huayong is your husband and you are his wife, why are you telling me that it has nothing to do with you anymore? "

Ning Jin laughed coldly: "Wife? Husband? You're really strong to actually be able to say such words. You should know the relationship between Fu Huayong and I, right? "

Ning Ping was stunned.

"If you really want to settle the score with someone, then go find Fu Huayong, don't pick on me, a soft persimmon." Ning Jin's eyes lit up.

Ning Ping said in a loud voice, "You actually dare to speak to me in such a way, do you even put me, your father, in your eyes?"

No, never.

Ning Jin was afraid that he would not be able to control the anger in his heart if he stayed any longer, he immediately turned and walked out of the office.

"You unfilial daughter, scram! Immediately scram!" As soon as he finished speaking, something flew out of Ning Ping's hands and towards Ning Jin. Luckily, Ning Jin had walked out of the office.

When they returned to the office, Ning Jin slumped on the chair, pulled down the curtains around him and fell into deep thought.

Inside the top floor of Gu Yue's private room, the same few people were still seated. Only this time, none of them were playing cards, and all of them were looking at Fu Huayong. The atmosphere was a little heavy.

The last one couldn't hold it in anymore and was the first to speak: "Old Fu, why did you come to find us? Don't pretend to be silent here! "

He lit up a cigarette and covered himself in smoke, "It's nothing, I'm just asking for your help." There was always a special charm about a boyfriend who had a spasmodic personality.

"What is it? Tell me."

Among them, a man who exuded an unconventional aura excitedly said, "My hands have already turned stiff, do you have anything to do now?"