Chapter 989 - 989 All capitalists suck blood (1)
Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!
989 All capitalists suck blood (1)
Meng Qingcheng probably guessed what she was thinking, so he calmly said, â â land like this has a low price, but the price will double when itâs bought. ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âSo, are you interested?â he looked at Shen Lian.
Shen Lian was a little tempted. Now, the most profitable project was real estate. Everyone was speculating in real estate and there were many people who wanted to take over.
She and Meng Qingcheng looked at each other for a while, then she stood up. give me the documents. I need them by this afternoon.
âOKãâmeng qingcheng smiled, put his phone back into his bag, and took the last puff of his cigarette.
Just as he was about to leave, Shen Lian called out to him.
Qingcheng, I saw that your screensaver is still Tang Xinâs photo. I think youâre the same as me, you havenât forgotten that painful period. Shen Lianâs face was cold.âIf you hate them, then send them to hell.â
meng qingcheng only looked at her deeply and didnât say anything.
After he left, Shen Lian smiled sinisterly.
pei qiqi, iâm going to see how long youâll be smug for!
now that she had calmed down and thought about it carefully, she finally understood. tang yu had a vasectomy because pei qiqi couldnât have another child. her body didnât allow her to get pregnant.
Without a child, she wanted to see how long tang Yuâs feelings for her could last, Yingluo.
On the other end, PEI Qiqi answered a call and hung up. She turned her head and looked at Tang Yu, who was sitting on the sofa, â âShe was tricked.â
tang yu smiled. this wasnât strange!
Shen Lian had always been a competitive person. How could she sit still when she saw Bo Yiâs actions?
however, the more she couldnât hold it in, the more jin taihe would be dragged down by her. at that time, without the support of the shareholders, she would be alone.
pei qiqi was in a good mood. she tidied up the things on her desk and looked at him, â I want to visit PEI Huan later. Iâm going to my dadâs place for dinner tonight. Tang Yu, do you want to come? â
tang yuâs eyes were on her little face. he was very focused.
She touched her face and asked, â âWhatâs wrong?â
with a faint smile, he slowly said, â âlook at this, look at that, and tomorrow, youâll have to look at little heart. miss pei, donât you think youâve neglected mr. tang? Hmm?â
As he spoke, he had already pressed her against the desk and wrapped her in his arms, trapping her.
Her waist was very soft, and she leaned back slightly. Her small hand pulled his tie and pulled him closer to her. She deliberately breathed out, â Mr. Tang, I remember that you have a little seven at home. Why, are you still not satisfied? â
he followed her force and pressed down, making her little face red, but she still pretended not to care.
âwhether little seven can satisfy me or not, you know best, donât you? hmm?â he bit her little ear and saw a red cloud floating behind her ear as he wished.
At this moment, they were extremely close to each other, and their breaths were intertwined. They allowed this intimacy to deepen.
Tang Yu couldnât hold it in anymore. He lowered his head and kissed the side of her face. His voice was a little hoarse, â Qiqi, do you want to try the resting room here? â
her little hand was still playing with his tie. her voice was soft and her expression innocent. â president tang, i remember that this is my office, and you are my subordinate. â
âSo, you can do whatever you want to me!â he blew into her ear. â â subordinates should be used to the extreme. this is what a capitalist should do. â
he paused for a moment. â all capitalists suck blood, remember? â