"Let's see!"
Secretary Liu picked up the materials on the ground and read them carefully. He also saw the word "married" and immediately understood why Director Jiang was like this.
"Director Jiang, it's my fault."
"However, it is too early to draw conclusions now. I believe Miss Feng is not that kind of person."
"What's the point of believing? We are in the current position. I am just a businessman. It is gossip at best, but I have my family behind me, my father and brother, who will be implicated by me. I only believe in evidence."
"Find a reason for her to come over."
Was the tenderness last night true or false? It was stuck in my heart and I couldn't get rid of it. The feeling of losing control for the first time was too exciting.
Feng Wenwen stood there uneasily, her legs becoming weak for a while. The sequelae of yesterday reminded her that the man in front of her had lifted his pants, as if nothing had happened. He kept reading the materials and ignored her for a long five minutes.
Feng Wenwen said in a low voice, "I can't stand on my legs anymore."
Jiang Yufeng raised his head and stared at the woman in front of him, coldly and ruthlessly: "If you can't stand any longer, go and sit on the sofa over there. Should I let you stand?"
Feng Wenwen carefully moved to the sofa with a strange posture.
He also noticed her discomfort. There was a bit of a rough wave last night. This little thing made him love and hate her at the same time.
"Explain it! I was your first man last night! Why does it say married?"
He held her chin and raised her head, tears dripped on his hands, burning hot, and a feeling of distress rushed into his heart. He didn't care about anything that couldn't be used. From the moment she came in, Jiang Yufeng chose to believe her, and the person he chose would not be wrong.
