"Aren't you going to tell me about the situation of this country F project?" Song Junyue interrupted him.

Ling Ye pursed his lips in a bad mood. How could he be in the mood to talk about the project at this time, but he also understood that the more anxious he was now, the more resentful Song Junyue would be.

She has never been an ordinary woman.

...

After lunch, Song Junyue sent Lin Fansen a message: [I have a social event tonight, so I didn’t go to bed].

In fact, socializing was secondary. The most important thing was that she wanted to have a good rest tonight.

If she keeps tossing her a few more times, she might not even be able to come to the company tomorrow.

Soon, Lin Fansen called, and his tone was very cold, "Song Junyue, what do you mean, I'm not allowed to go back to Lin's house to sleep at night. It's better for you. If you don't want to come back, you won't come back. What do you think of this family? What do you think of me?"

What's the matter? I'm warning you, if you don't come back tonight, I won't go to sleep there tomorrow."

"..."

Song Junyue had a headache on her face.

She thought that after the two got married, Lin Fansen might not bother to touch her at all.

She never expected that she would be tortured by him to the point where she would be afraid of such a thing.

"It's not that I didn't mean not to come back, it's just that I will be busy late tonight, and the place where we are socializing is quite far away from your place. It's too troublesome to go to your place after work and take the beltway, so I plan to go tonight

Just rest in the place where I live." Song Junyue did not dare to tell the truth and lied.

Lin Fansen snorted coldly, "That's okay. I'll be socializing until very late tomorrow, so I won't go back to the apartment to sleep."

He hung up the phone without saying a word.

Song Junyue looked at the hung up mobile phone and fell into sadness for the first time.

Finally, she compromised and sent another message: [Okay, I'll go home and sleep tonight.]

Lin Fansen glanced at the messages on his phone and couldn't help but curl his thin lips.

Damn, he can't cure her yet.

The secretary who happened to come in to deliver the documents felt as if he had seen a ghost when he saw Lin Fansen curling his lips and snickering.

He must have been dazzled just now, how could he see a kind of arrogance in the CEO?

The secretary put the documents away and hurried back to the secretary's office to share the gossip with her colleagues, "Oh my God, I just saw the president smiling like this on his mobile phone in the office."

After saying that, the secretary also learned to make an expression.

Another female secretary was also frightened, "No way, isn't the president facially paralyzed?"

"Who said his face is paralyzed? Mr. Lin just doesn't like to smile, okay?"

"Ah, I always thought that Lin always had a paralyzed face. When I saw him angry before, his face was always paralyzed."

"You think the president is in love?"

"I've never heard of it. Which woman is so awesome that she can make Mr. Lin laugh?"

"It can't be Assistant Qiu, I heard before that they are getting married."

"Pull her down. Assistant Qiu has been in front of Mr. Lin for so long. Mr. Lin treats her almost as much as he treats me."

"I don't know who it is, but in short, my admiration for that person was like a river. Of course, I don't know now whether Mr. Lin's crush is a man or a woman, a human or something else."

Others: "..."

Is it possible that Mr. Lin’s crush is...not a human being?


Chapter completed!