Contract couple abuse dog daily

Wei Qing smiled, staring blankly at the boy's face.

Delicate eyebrows, light eyes, straight nose bridge, light-colored lips.

Every part doesn't seem to be that brilliant, but when they are combined together, they are so strangely harmonious and beautiful that you can't help but keep your eyes on his face time and time again.

Wei Qing raised his hand and lightly touched the other's long eyelashes.

He knew that if he opened his eyes, it would be even more terrifying.

Those eyes that seem to be able to talk all the time will make you surrender, make you sink involuntarily, and make you want to be nice to him, to be nice to him unconditionally.

Why?

Why is it that just seeing him staring at him pitifully makes him feel so soft-hearted, even if he wants the stars in the sky, he is willing to build a ladder to pick them up for him.

Is it just because Yan Chuyang is pretty?

But...better than Yan Chuyang, the sea has gone.

His company's business field is fashion design. He has a large number of supermodels and beauties under his hands. , It is far inferior to the group of people who stand under the lamplight.

But why, even the soul that was seduced by him can't be found?

Wei Qing sighed, and stared at the boy for a while. Just as he was fascinated, the phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Afraid of disturbing Yan Chuyang's sleep, Wei Qing quickly lifted the quilt, got off the bed lightly, took the phone over, and walked to the balcony.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Wei, the finance department found another unexplained amount of money in the check of Wanfeng's accounts in previous years. Shall we report this situation now?"

Wei Qing's eyes darkened, he turned his head subconsciously, looked vaguely at the person on the bed through the glass, and asked after a moment of silence: "If you stab this out, will Wan Feng be finished?"

"Um..." The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a while and said, "Even if the company is not closed for the time being, it certainly won't last long."

Wei Qing let out a long breath, and his deep eyes were stained with ink.

"...Mr. Wei?" Seeing the long silence, the person on the other end of the phone couldn't bear it, and said softly, "Look, do you want to hand in the completed materials now?"

"Don't hand it in yet." Wei Qing pondered for a while and said, "First organize the materials and send them to my office."

"OK, all right."

Wei Qing hummed and hung up the phone.

Leaning on the railing and thinking for a while, he called up the address book again and called Song Huaiqi.

"Hello?" The call was answered quickly, as if she had been waiting for his call.

"I'm Wei Qing."

"I know."

"Shall we make an appointment to meet at noon tomorrow?"

"Meet?" Song Huaiqi sneered, and said in a rather lonely tone, "What do you do when you meet? Are you kidding me?"

"Reading jokes is one thing." Wei Qing paused, and said seriously, "But there are more important things than reading jokes."

"I don't want to see you." Song Huaiqi said bluntly.

In the current situation, he didn't believe that Wei Qing would let him off lightly, and when they met each other, he couldn't avoid a burst of sarcasm.

As if expecting that Song Huaiqi would refuse, Wei Qing said calmly, "It's fine not to meet, but...do you still want to keep Wan Feng?"

Song Huaiqi's heart tightened suddenly: "What do you mean?!"

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, Maple Leaf Cafe on Xiangshan Highway."

After speaking, Wei Qing hung up the phone.

He is confident that Song Huaiqi will definitely come.

Wan Feng meant a lot to him, and it was impossible for him to sit idly by.

The next day.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Wei Qing drove from the company to Maple Leaf Cafe.

The two of them met in a private room on the second floor of the cafe.

As he expected, Song Huaiqi arrived early in the morning.

Wei Qing slowly opened the glass door and entered the box, walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down, chuckled and said, "It's very early."

Song Huaiqi was full of impatience, tugged at the collar of his shirt, and said bluntly

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to come to me?"

Wei Qing was also unambiguous, directly took out the documents in the bag, threw them on the table and said, "You can see for yourself."

Song Huaiqi's face froze, and after a moment of silence, he stretched his arms to pick up the documents on the table and look through them.

As the pages were turned, the blood on the man's face gradually decreased, and his lips became pale.

"See clearly." Wei Qing asked slowly, stirring the coffee with a small spoon.

Song Huaiqi let out a long breath, threw the document on the table with trembling fingertips, and said hoarsely, "Do you really want to drive Wan Feng to death?"

Wei Qing sneered, shook his head and said, "If I really wanted to kill them all, I wouldn't come to see you today."

Song Huaiqi frowned: "Then what do you want to do? Bring this financial bill, just to scare me and stimulate me?"

"It's not just stimulation." Wei Qing raised his head, staring at the person in front of him with hawk-like eyes, and paused, "There are also threats."

"threaten?"

"Well, this is my condition." Wei Qing pushed the document towards Song Huaiqi, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said seriously, "You conceal the matter of donating to Yan Chuyang, and I will If the company returns it to you, this document is the capital that threatens you."

Song Huaiqi froze, and there was an unbelievable light in his eyes.

"It...is that simple? Just let me hide that secret?"

Wei Qing hummed: "It's that simple."

Song Huaiqi shook his head in disbelief and said, "I thought you would let me leave Yan Chuyang, and then never let me see him again."

Wei Qing didn't hide it, and said directly: "I originally wanted to do this, but you helped Yan Chuyang too much, and Yan Chuyang also regarded you as a friend. I don't want to hurt him, so I allow you two to meet .”

Song Huaiqi smiled: "Then you are not afraid now, if the two of us meet, will I snatch him away?"