The woman on the bed did not respond. The alcohol made her sleep heavily, and she was lying on her body. Her clothes and skirts were pressed against her wrinkles. Her long dark hair was spread on her shoulders and quilts. The room was dim and the woman's fair skin was in the light, like jade. Zhou Yang's fingers were on her face, like playing the piano.

"I thought Chen He could hold on for a while, but I didn't expect it."

Zhou Yang smiled happily, and his fingertips came back to her lips, rubbed and pressed, "Is this God helping me? Hum?"

The man leaned over, leaned his thin lips close to Su Hao, breathing in tangled, and there was a faint smell of wine on her body, the smell of red wine, the sweetness of the lips, the moment she pressed on her lips.

Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes, slid his hands across his neck, ready to hold them.

And at this moment, Su Hao suddenly turned over and called him hard like a dream.

A bang-the ground sound.

He happened to hit the other side of the face, and Zhou Yang stopped suddenly, breathing subconsciously, holding his breath, and looked at the woman on the bed nervously.

After Su Hao slapped someone, he turned over and grabbed another pillow on the bed and hugged it in his arms. The bedroom fell into silence again-

This time he was hit hard, and Zhou Yang's tongue touched his cheek, and there was a scent of rust. He turned his head and wiped it. When he saw it, he was so angry that he smiled, and he was really bloody.

"It's quite awesome."

He bent down, looked at the sleeping woman, reached into the quilt, and grabbed her hand. His nails were round but his nails appeared. Zhou Yang opened his mouth and gently bit her fingers, then pulled the quilt for her, rubbed the corners of his lips and left the room.

As soon as he left the door, the elevator door happened to open. Assistant Lu came up with several documents and saw Zhou Yang coming out of room 1802. He was stunned for a moment. Then he saw blood on the corner of his lips and the slap marks on his side. Assistant Lu froze on the spot, opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Zhou."

"Take it?" Zhou Yang reached out, took the document, and flipped it out on the spot.

Assistant Lu glanced at the closed door again and thought to himself what Mr. Zhou did. Moreover, Mr. Zhou's face was obviously proud. Is this a bad thing?

Oh My God.

A motor design drawing was drawn from it, and Zhou Yang stuffed the documents back into Assistant Lu's hand, "Go back and have a rest."

After saying that, Zhou Yang took out the room card and swiped the card to enter room 1801.

Assistant Lu paused, followed with shameless face, and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, you are friends with Miss Su now."

"And be careful that she hides from you again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang pushed the door open a little and looked at Assistant Lu coldly. Assistant Lu held his glasses and turned around without looking sideways.

The next second, Zhou Yang snorted coldly.

Assistant Lu also heard it, but pretended not to hear it and entered the elevator.

As soon as the dawn came, Su Hao never woke up once. The dream was full of chaos and dreamed a lot, and even the past was turned out. Whether it was Zhou Yang, his father's, his mother's, or Tang Rui's, they all walked by the dream. After waking up, Su Hao sat by the bed and was stunned, and was a little confused.

It was not until the alarm ring of the phone that Su Hao got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower. His clothes were sweating, and he drank last night and his clothes were not wrinkled.

After changing into a pair of jeans and tops, Su Hao washed her hair and then dried her hair. She went out. As soon as she opened the door, she saw that the door next door was also opened. Zhou Yang walked out in a shirt and trousers. When she saw her, she raised her eyebrows, "Good morning."

Su Hao: "Good morning."

The two walked towards the elevator together.

The man put his hands in his pocket and asked lightly: "When did you come back last night?"

Su Hao thought for a while, "I don't remember it, maybe it's past nine o'clock."

"Have you drunk?"

"I drank some of the bottle of wine you gave yesterday."

"oh?"

The elevator came, Zhou Yang took a hand and smiled: "You are advanced."

Su Hao was not polite. When she walked in, she suddenly saw a shallow mark on his cheek, like a slap mark. She looked at it twice more.

A woman beat it?

Zhou Yang grabbed her gaze and curled her lips: "What are you looking at?"

Su Hao coughed and moved back to his eyes.

"Do you have to see clearly?" Zhou Yang turned his head and pointed his face with his fingertips. "Is it a woman who beats her very ruthless?"

He bent down, the collar of his shirt was slightly open, Su Hao was caught off guard and swept up immediately, with a nail on the corner of his lips! Yin Su Hao pursed his lips: "Is it a bit cruel, what did you do?"

Zhou Yang turned his head and looked at Su Hao with his narrow eyes. The two of them were quite close, and there was a joke in his eyes: "Guess?"

Su Hao took two steps back and said, "It won't be a good thing anyway."

"Oh? Do you know me so much?" He teased, but his eyebrows were relaxed. Su Hao suddenly realized that he was in a good mood, as if he was accepted after confession.

The elevator arrived on the first floor. Today, Zhou Yang was going to the Boiling Festival with Su Hao. Assistant Lu drove early in the morning and the two walked out of the hotel lobby.

At this time, a black Mercedes-Benz drove over and slowly stopped at the door. Then the window rolled down. Shen He leaned over and said, "Good morning, okay, good morning."

The two people who were about to go to Bentley paused, and Su asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"Come and pick you up to work." Shen He opened the passenger's car door and said, "It's rare to get in the car and take you to work."

Finally, she decided to pretend that she didn't know anything. She walked towards the Mercedes-Benz with a smile and got into the passenger seat. The man standing next to the car in front of her held the door and looked at this side. The black Mercedes-Benz was reversing, Shen He waved to him, and Su Hao also waved to him. The smile on Zhou Yang's face completely disappeared, leaving only a cold face.

Assistant Lu dared not say a word.

Sitting in the car and waiting quietly.

After a while, the car door was closed tightly. Zhou Yang walked aside, slowly picked up a cigarette, bit it, and did not light it. His eyebrows gradually became angry.

He has endured enough.

Originally, the hotel was not far from Feijie, and it took fuel to drive. After arriving at the door, Su Hao untied his seat belt and said to Shen He: "I'll get off the car."

Shen He nodded, "Okay, how long will you have to go on a business trip here?"

"It's going to take two or three days." Su Hao looked at him and Shen He opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words back, "Okay, have you had breakfast?"

"There is breakfast in the company, I'll eat it in the company." This is what the girl!shang told her yesterday, asking her to come here in the morning and have breakfast together.

Su Hao replied.

"Oh, that's OK, I'm going to take you to breakfast first." Shen He said with a smile. Sometimes he does look like a boy, and his handsome appearance makes him feel deceiving.

"Next time." Su Hao finished speaking, pushed open the car door and walked down.

In the passage of the underground garage next to it, a Bentley slowly drove down.

Taking the elevator upstairs, Su Hao stepped out of the elevator, and the elevator door opposite opened, Zhou Yang also walked out, and the two of them met. Zhou Yang looked at her, laughed, and walked into the company first. Su Hao looked at his back and followed, but he felt that he seemed not as relaxed as in the morning.

There was a faint sense of hostility between the eyebrows.

really.

When Su Hao was dealing with the cashier's account book in the small conference room, he heard that he got angry in the large conference room. Wherever he went, the fire broke out and no grass grew.

Because the two conference rooms were very close, Su Hao looked up and saw him sitting on the table, holding the documents in his hand and smashing the person standing by.

Zhou Yang is a man who is used to being romantic and easy to tease, and looks very close.

Rarely have such an angry side.

The little cashier whispered: "Oh my God, Mr. Zhou will be so angry."

"It's so scary. Fortunately, I don't have to have a meeting today, otherwise I will be scared to death."

Su Haoduo looked at Zhou Yang a few times.

Zhou Yang pulled the collar and swept it over, his eyes facing each other. Some emotions were rolling in the man's narrow eyes. Su Hao saw it here and was stunned.

When she looked over again, Zhou Yang had already withdrawn his gaze and left only his hard side face.

No one dared to breathe heavily in the entire conference room at this time. The internet celebrity he had cultivated was poached, but no one noticed it. After she left, she took away fans and traffic, and the other company was still provoking it frequently. It would be strange if Zhou Yang was not angry. The marketing manager was standing in front of Zhou Yang at this time.

There was Assistant Lu diagonally opposite. The marketing manager signaled to Assistant Lu, hoping that Assistant Lu would say a few words.

At this time, Assistant Lu saw Zhou Yang's eyes shortly! He stopped for a while and immediately whispered: "Mr. Zhou, here is a little close to the small conference room. If the sound is too loud, it will affect the reconciliation there."

Zhou Yang turned to look at him, and looked at him without saying a word.

Assistant Lu held up his glasses and pretended to be innocent.

A few seconds later, Zhou Yang asked in a cold voice: "Is the sound insulation very poor?"

Zhou Yang's narrow eyes swept back, looked at the person in front of him, and laughed a little cold: "You know how to do it?"

"Don't dare." The manager sweated on his forehead.

He didn't know whether his voice was good or bad.

Assistant Lu didn't give any comments.

Moreover, when everyone saw that Mr. Zhou hadn't gone to that conference room, he took off his coat and left.

When he drove Bentley to the ground, he saw the familiar black sedan parked at the door of the lobby of the Boiling Festival. It was not the time to get off work, and the car had arrived. Zhou Yang stepped on the accelerator and directly wiped the Mercedes-Benz's door. The friction sound scared Shen He in the car and the security guard at the door.

Everyone watched helplessly as the two good cars made a large scratch due to friction.

Shen He untied his seat belt, got out of the car, walked over to the Bentley car, knocked on the door. The Bentley window rolled down, Zhou Yang leaned on the back of the chair, raised his eyes to look at Shen He, and after a few seconds, he smiled: "Wait for Su Hao?"

Shen He stood.

The man in the car was sharp, and Shen He only noticed it at this time, and he replied: "Yes."

"Brother Zhou Yang, how did you drive this car?"

"Just open it." Zhou Yang unscrew the door and got out of the car with a smile. He was tall and leaning lazily against the car door. His face was dull, but his eyes made people feel threatened.

Shen He subconsciously stood up straight.
Chapter completed!