You, CEO’s Secret Wife

"I'm sorry, I," Jian Yun wanted to explain. Although she has been married to Huo Liancheng and she hasn't done anything outrageous, but she doesn't want the past to leave a grudge in his heart.

"I am the one who should say sorry!" Huo Liancheng sighed and whispered in Jian Yun's ear: "I shouldn't ask about this."

Jian Yun's tears came down.

"Sorry, I really blame myself. When I saw you dancing in the clubhouse, I thought you were willing to fall. That's why I was so angry at the time. I regret it. Why didn't I tell you clearly at the beginning and make you believe Me." Huo Liancheng let go of Jian Yun and reached out to wipe the tears from her face.

Jian Yun didn't know what to say except crying.

"Stop crying, it's all because I'm not good. Ask about this for no reason." Huo Liancheng really regrets why he mentions this, knowing that Jian Yun's body and mind are clean? What's more, she was really forced to do so.

Jian Yun wiped away tears, turned her head and said nothing.

Huo Liancheng drew a paper towel and handed it to Jian Yun, touched her face again, did not speak any more, and drove the car back onto the main road.

"Didn't you go to the company?" Jian Yun saw that the route was wrong. It was clearly a road to the city center. Although it was not far from the Ming family, it would be very congested from here. Usually they would not choose to go here.

"The company is going to be late, and I made an appointment to meet." Huo Liancheng glanced at Jian Yun.

Jian Yun blinked, and quickly wiped his eyes with a wet wipe, while muttering: "Then you still make me cry, my eyes are swollen, how do you see people?"

"It's okay, it's all my own, I won't mind." Huo Liancheng was amused by Jian Yun's expression. He didn't cry anymore when he saw Jian Yun, so he was relieved.

But Huo Liancheng also secretly made calculations. Jian Yun wanted to sell herself, so there must be a buyer. He wanted to find out who had the idea to beat his woman so boldly.

Ten minutes later, Huo Liancheng parked the car and took Jian Yun's hand to lead her to a store on the roadside.

Jian Yun looked up and looked around. This is the most prosperous section of the city center. The shops are expensive and scary. This area is basically a high-end luxury store that serves the wealthy. She has visited here before. , But a few months' salary may not necessarily be able to afford a bag or a piece of clothing, so Jian Yun always just shop and not buy.

"Is your friend here?" Jian Yun was curious about what Huo Liancheng was doing here. Wouldn't he buy her clothes, shoes and bags again? It turned out that the apartment where she lived was full of clothes in a cloakroom and hadn't worn it a few times, and a cloakroom that was several times larger was built in the villa. With so many clothes, she didn't wear heavy clothes for a few years.

"Just ahead!" Huo Liancheng ignored the hustle and bustle of the surrounding people and kept looking at them two, leading Jian Yun toward a shop at the intersection.

From the outside, the shop didn’t have any signs, only a few tables and chairs were placed outside. Jian Yun thought it was a coffee shop. After entering, he realized that it was a photo studio, or a photography studio. More appropriate, because it seems a bit cheap to use the word photo studio to describe such a stylish shop.

"Huo Shao, please come inside!" The man with the appearance of the manager immediately greeted him, led the way graciously in front, and brought Huo Liancheng and Jian Yun to the reception room, "Miss An is watching the sample with the client! I will call her now. "

"Customer?" Huo Liancheng squinted displeasedly and said coldly: "She doesn't know I'm coming?"

The manager twitched his mouth and wiped the sweat from his head, "Huo Shao, Miss An knows that you are here today, and she has already pushed all the work, but this client came by herself temporarily, and she has a special identity. The relationship is also good. Miss Ann is not good at driving people away. You should take a break first, and I will invite Miss Ann over."

Huo Liancheng was expressionless, but his whole body exuded coldness.

The manager kept stretching out his hand to wipe the sweat, and he said straightforwardly that Huo Liancheng was really hard to get along with the rumors of the outside world. He lost his face when he didn't agree with him. He didn't know that his aura was so terrifying, and his face was so scary. ? I really don’t know how the pretty girl beside him can stand him!

As soon as the manager went out, Jian Yun asked curiously: "Who is Miss An?"

"The owner of this photo studio specializes in taking wedding photos for people!" Huo Liancheng opened the chair and sat down, explaining indifferently.

"Sister, please correct me. I am a photography studio, not the photo studio Huo Shao said, nor am I specializing in wedding photos!" At this moment, almost the manager just went out and someone walked in from the door. As he walked, he complained, "The person I said is the same as the wedding photography of the urban-rural fringe!"

Jian Yun turned her head and saw that Daimei raised her eyebrows, because this person's dress was too individual. She was wearing heavy make-up, smoky makeup, red lips, tight-fitting leather pants, and super high-heeled shoes. , Like Catwoman, but what surprised Jian Yun the most was that she had shaved her head.

The manager called her Miss Ann, it should be a woman, a woman shaved her head, whether at home or abroad, it is very different. If this image is on the road, it will definitely turn around 100%.

Jian Yun couldn't help but want to see Huo Liancheng's reaction, but President Huo Da was obviously offended, he didn't look at Ms. An directly, just glanced at the corner of his eye, and then sneered, "An Jiaojiao, yours The shelf is so big, how dare you want me to wait for you!"

"Huo Shao, you have wronged me. I have already pushed the work of the past few days. Today, this client came here temporarily. I didn't expect it. I was a guest and I couldn't drive people away, right. Right?" Miss Ann walked over on a catwalk, opened the chair and sat opposite Huo Liancheng, holding her cheeks, but staring at Jian Yun's face without blinking, smiling and admiring: "This is Mrs. Huo? Such a spiritual girl, no wonder Huo Shao likes you so much."

Jian Yun pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled politely, but she wondered how the name An Jiaojiao sounds so familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, focus on the point!" Huo Liancheng scolded impatiently.

An Jiaojiao curled her lips, making a look of aggrieved face, and looked at Jian Yun, "Mrs. Huo, is your Mr. Huo usually so fierce to you? Look, he turned out to be fierce to my weak woman!"

Jian Yun's mouth twitched, weak woman? In front of this woman, except for her weaker name, she couldn't hide her manhood even if she was wrapped in **** leather clothes. Jian Yun really didn't know how to return to her, so she had to show a polite smile with eight teeth. "No, he is very gentle."

Hearing this, Huo Liancheng took a look at Jian Yun. He pursed the corner of his mouth, squeezed his fist against his mouth, as if trying to conceal the fact that he was laughing. This girl is really sincere, but he likes her to say that.