Kuai Wen Zhi crazy criticizes the beauty she does not want to be a female supporting role

Chapter 77 Killing the male protagonist Long Aotian ([-])

The Chen Group is also holding a shareholders' meeting.

"Ever since Su Yan's accident, Jiang Yun has been determined to divorce Su Li, and due to the exposure of Mr. Su's ridiculous agreement, most people are condemning him. Su's stock has been falling. This is what we opportunity." Chen Ying's father, Chen Linchun, was sitting on the main seat, his eyes gleaming.

"But this is only temporary. Everyone knows that the mood of this stock market is very unstable. What's more, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse and is not someone we can provoke."

"If this Su family is ever held accountable, we cannot bear the responsibility."

Chen Linchun turned the finger on his thumb and thought: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger cub."

"I still think this plan is really risky and not advisable."

Someone frowned and said.

They were completely divided into two groups of people.

Chen Linchun felt that Ji Mingren had the most ideas in the past, so he looked at Ji Mingren on the left and asked: "Mingren, what do you think?"

Ji Mingren sat quietly in his seat, not knowing what he was thinking of. There was a little smile in his usually cold eyes, looking completely lost in thought.

"Akihito?" A slightly unhappy voice sounded.

He finally came to his senses, hesitated for a while and said: "The Su family has a deep foundation after all. Even if the reputation is not good at this time, we cannot shake it."

Chen Linchun looked at him with bottomless eyes, as if he was thinking about the reliability of what he said.

Ji Mingren leaned back on the chair and looked at him indifferently.

He is no longer the poor boy who had nothing.

Until the end, Chen Linchun sighed and finally said: "Then just wait and see what happens."

"Then that's it for today."

When Ji Mingren heard that he was leaving, he raised his feet and wanted to leave, but Chen Linchun stayed behind with a smile.
"Akihito, let's talk."

He nodded, but his brows were full of impatience.

Chen Linchun observed him silently and said with a smile: "I heard that you recently raised a college student?"

He calmed down in an instant: "Well, Mr. Chen fell in love with one when he took me there before."

"I heard that she looks a bit similar to Su Yan?"

Ji Mingren was not surprised that he knew about this, but he shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not like I made her look like Su Yan."

"A substitute is a substitute after all. Just have fun with it. You are still young." Chen Linchun naturally knew about this, but he was still surprised by his frankness and patted his shoulder with his hand.

Ji Mingren nodded noncommittally and said with a smile, "Then can I go?"

"of course can."

After receiving the reply, he left quickly.

Now, it is not that he wants something from Chen Linchun, but that Chen Linchun wants something from him.

Looking at his obviously impatient back, Chen Linchun pressed his hand on the rotating chair: "Young man, you are impatient."

"Still too young."

……

"Did you drive a little slowly today?" He sat in the back seat and frowned in displeasure.

The driver sweated: "No, Master Ji, this is the normal speed."

"That's it." He lowered his eyes and said softly.

From his faint voice, the driver could hear a sense of crisis.

In order to keep this job, he drove fast and ran through many red lights along the way. He finally reached his destination.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he whispered: "We're here, Master Ji."

"Yeah, okay." He nodded coldly, and then said, "It's going well."

Well, the driver's expression didn't change. Fortunately, I guessed his thoughts in time.

Otherwise, I will be on the laid-off list tomorrow.

"Zhou Yan." He opened the door and saw that there was no one in the room. A huge sense of panic arose in his heart and he called loudly.

I didn't even take off my shoes, so I walked inside.Toilet, kitchen...

After finally opening the master bedroom, he saw a person curled up under the quilt.

A small group, very cute.

My heart suddenly dropped to the ground.

But he frowned.

He violently opened the quilt, grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the bed, and said sternly: "Didn't I say that as long as I go home, you have to wait for me at the door?"

"Did you turn a deaf ear to my words?" Seeing that she didn't respond, he squeezed her hand harder.

The woman's hands were white, tender and delicate, but within two or three seconds, they quickly turned red.

She was pulled up from her sleep, with a hazy look of sleep in her eyes. Her eyes were red with grievance when she felt the pain: "It hurts."

The hoarse voice was full of tenderness and grievance, which made the scratcher feel itchy in his heart.

But it's a pity that Ji Mingren is like a piece of wood.

He snorted coldly and threw her aside, almost meanly, with a look of disgust on his face: "Do you think it will work if you act coquettishly? If you know that you sold yourself to me, you must obey me in everything, do you hear me?"

She lowered her eyes and said submissively: "I know."

Seeing her obedient look, he felt comfortable for a moment, but mostly he felt uncomfortable.

It seems like something is missing.

It shouldn't be like this.

Feeling inexplicably irritable, he pinched her face with his hands, looked into her eyes and said seriously: "Scold me."

Hearing such an unreasonable request, the woman's eyes turned red and she waved her hands: "No, how can I scold you?"

Seeing her like this, he became more and more upset: "I asked you to scold me."

Maybe seeing that Ji Mingren was serious, she could only curse: "Crazy."

It's soft and has no momentum at all.

"No, that's not the case. You have to be more fierce."

"Yes, his eyes are squinting and the corners of his mouth are raised."

"Tone a little more fiercely and say: Who do you think you are?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyes and stepped on the floor with his bare feet. The silk sleep on his body perfectly highlighted his figure, and his red curly hair was messy and charming.

His eyes were squinting, the ends of his eyes were raised, and his fingers were on his chest: "You think you are someone who dares to interfere with my affairs?"

No powder applied, but still the same as in memory.

Red lips and white skin.

It was clear that he was standing in front of her, but it seemed that he was still not in her eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, and the person in front of him and the person in his memory instantly overlapped.

He was alert in advance, clasped her neck with one hand and pressed her on the bed, growling in a low voice: "Tell me, who are you?"

The weak woman slapped his arm feebly, and her pale face gradually turned abnormally rosy.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he spoke with difficulty: "Zhou...yan."

He stared into her eyes coldly, analyzing her expression.

Slowly, he let go of his hand.

Looking indifferently at the man gasping for air on the bed, the red color on his face finally gradually faded away.

And his heart calmed down.

The doctor has said that it is impossible for her to regain her memory.

Ok.

impossible.

(End of this chapter)