The President's Gossip Wife

62: I hate to meet again Pei Jincheng turned around and left the office when he was not married, and before he closed the door, he heard Qiu Mingjun's slightly teasing voice reaching his ears, "Shen Xuan, the relationship between your husband and wife doesn't look very good Ah, it's better to get divorced and find another spouse."

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Pei Jincheng didn't close the door at all, and walked away. His office and her office are only separated by a wall. The distance is really not one or two steps away, it's a bit far...

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Divorce?

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Ah!

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Even if they want a divorce, he can only decide!

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After finally sending Qiu Mingjun away, Shen Xuan knocked on Pei Jincheng's office door.

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"Come in." It was the voice of the man inside. She thought, he must be lowering his head at this moment, writing something while responding lightly, is she paying too much attention to him?Or it has become a habit for her to pay attention to him over the years, that's why she can distinguish all kinds of habits after he wakes up so clearly. The weak and high voices are all caused by the posture he uses, or his mood Good or not.

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Shen Xuan knew that it was wrong for her to do this. When the other party didn't pay attention to her, such a habit was undoubtedly self-defeating.

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The door lock was even cooler in the air-conditioned space, and it suddenly hit her from the fingertips, making her shiver.

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Pei Jincheng raised his head and stared at the door. This is not the secretary's habit, Sunny didn't dare to stay outside the door for a long time after hearing "come in", and clearly heard the sound of the door lock turning around.

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Throwing away the pen in his hand, he leaned back, grasped his arm, and tapped his fingers lightly, looking in the direction of the door, he was very interested, his eyes narrowed slowly, and the corners of his mouth drew an arc. , "My wife, the office is not suitable for playing peek-a-boo."

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Shen Xuan was startled by the teasing voice from inside, quickly pushed open the door, walked in, her high heels stepped on the carpet, there was only a muffled sound, the rhythm was always different from others, fast and even, But at this time, he was a little flustered.

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"Lock it up." Pei Jincheng pouted his chin, and the arc of the corner of his mouth remained undiminished.

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"Oh." Shen Xuan followed suit.

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Pei Jincheng looked at Shen Xuan. The dull professional clothes worn by others looked like evening dresses on her. His eyes could almost strip her of all her clothes. His round and full chest, slender The waist seemed to be in front of her eyes, and she waved to Shen Xuan, "Come here."

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"Is President Pei okay?" Shen Xuan stood in front of Pei Jincheng's rectangular nanmu desk. This guy likes some expensive things.

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"President Pei?" Pei Jincheng frowned slightly, then raised his eyebrows, as if nothing happened, "President Shen clearly distinguishes between public and private."

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"Isn't it good to distinguish between public and private?" Shen Xuan always felt that public and private should be distinguished, otherwise nepotism would kill people in such a large industry.

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Pei Jincheng stood up, and he walked slowly towards Shen Xuan, right next to her, with his butt tilted, sat on his valuable desk, and looked at her with a half-smile.

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She wasn't surprised that he behaved like this. He was a guy who was one way before others and another way after others.

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"President Shen, what do you think of Qiu Mingjun?"

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"Well, he."

"Very good, with great social resources and economic strength."

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The smile on Pei Jincheng's mouth didn't fade, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Unfortunately, no matter how good you are, you've already married someone else's wife. It's useless if you want to meet again when you're not married, isn't it?"