2387: C2387 A Jealous Man

C2387 A Jealous Man

In the next few days, Xuanyuan Chen's wound healed very well.

After disconnecting the lines, he officially returned to the company to work.

Qiao Zhen had completely become a frequent customer of the company. Everyone knew that the boss had a girlfriend and was the daughter of the Qiao family.

The Lady Boss had a good personality and always smiled. She often treated everyone to afternoon tea and did not put on airs at all.

Time passed by in a flash. Until this day, Qiao Jingzhen received a call from Li Wenzhe.

"Jingzhen, I'm sorry. I've been busy filming recently. You know, I'm a screenwriter and producer. When I'm busy, I go around day and night. I was afraid that I would disturb your rest, so I didn't contact you. "

After hearing that, Qiao FEMALE1 sneered in her heart.

Hehe, I forgot to contact her. Or was it because I was in a heated fight with the 18th line?

However, she also discovered that recently, she had completely forgotten about Li Wenzhe. Now that she heard the voice of a scumbag man, her mood was so calm that she did not even have the unpleasant feeling from before.

However, this person lied to her, so there was still the punishment she deserved.

Qiao Zhen said in a respectful manner: "Oh, then you're back?"

"Yes, I'll be back tomorrow and brought you some of the groomsmen over there. " Li Wenzhe said, "I'll go to your brother's company to pick you up?"

"Sure. " Qiao FEMALE1 responded, saying, "Then tell me when you get there. "

Coincidentally, Xuanyuan Chen was there, so the scumbag could not see her brother. It was also not bad to see his little uncle!

The next day, Qiao Jingzhen put on some scheming makeup for herself and slipped into Xuanyuan Chen's office early in the morning.

Xuanyuan Chen happened to be not busy today. Seeing that she came early, he stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Jingzhen onto his lap.

The two of them had been developing rapidly recently, but they had stopped at the level of hugging and kissing.

After a round of deep kisses, Qiao FEMALE1's face turned red.

She discovered that the man in front of her usually looked cold. But sometimes, it could always make her blush and her heart beat.

"Ah Chen, let's go meet a friend later. " Qiao Zhen was a little nervous.

Although she was serious about Xuanyuan Chen now, if one were to dig deeper into the reason why she took the initiative to approach him back then, it would still be somewhat impure.

"En?" Xuanyuan Chen replied, "Is it your best friend?"

"Not Jiajia. " Qiao Xuanyuan Chen's hand, which was holding Xuanyuan Chen's shirt, tightened a little. "It's my ex-boyfriend. "

Xuanyuan Chen narrowed his eyes.

A moment later, he asked, "Why didn't I know you had an ex-boyfriend?"

His tone was still indifferent, but Qiao Zhen could clearly feel that the man in front of her was a little angry.

"Are you jealous?" She acted coquettishly. "I met him on the Internet. He has the character of a talented screenwriter on the Internet. I am the one. Actually, we've only met twice. We don't really have any feelings for each other. "

Seeing that Xuanyuan Chen did not speak, Qiao Jingzhen immediately raised both of her hands and said anxiously, "Me and him, we haven't even touched each other's hands! Really! "

"En. " Xuanyuan Chen replied faintly.

When Qiao Jingzhen saw him like this, she immediately felt a little vexed.

She regretted not using her brain back then. Why did she only watch others fall in love and get married, so she learned to get to know one on the Internet?1

Now that she thought about it, she had never been interested in Li Wenzhe. That so-called relationship was just a game of playing house!

"Ah Chen, I'm sorry, I was wrong. It's my fault for being stupid. Don't be angry, please forgive me, okay?"

Qiao Jingzhen used her fingers to lightly pinch Xuanyuan Chen's sleeve and shook it. "I really never liked him! I only like you. . . "

Before she could finish, she was pressed on the desk in front of her.

The rest of his words were directly stuffed into his stomach. . .

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