Qiao Ansheng opened his mouth, paused for a moment, nodded seriously, and pointed to the door.

"Well, yes, although I am very touched, you still remember me until now, but I'm sorry, I can't give you any response, because the flowers at the door were not given by my boyfriend..."

Song Cheng raised his head suddenly, and before the joy in his eyes could be brewed, all the next sentence of Qiao Ansheng was dispersed: "That was given to me by my husband."

husband?

Song Cheng's body suddenly stiffened. He thought that as long as he was not a boyfriend, he would still have a chance, but Qiao Ansheng's words were not astonishing as a result.

He rose directly from his boyfriend to his husband.

Song Cheng's face turned red when he was choked, and the veins around his neck also exploded.

After all, I am self-indulgent, and they are all married now.

Judging from the big money that gave flowers, I guess I wouldn’t be a middle class like him.

Song Cheng became panicked in an instant, a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

His body was stiff, and he stood up with a rubbing finger. After he stood up, he felt something was wrong, so he had to bend down again and bow to Qiao Ansheng. His movements were very standard, and his hand was pressed against his legs.

His tone was trembling: "Yes, sorry, I don't know... it has caused trouble for you...I..."

Song Cheng stuttered.

Qiao Ansheng was also startled and stood up quickly and comforted him: "Senior, don't be like this. This is not your reason, but I didn't explain it to you in advance."

Song Cheng's mind was in a mess. He was disturbed by Qiao Ansheng's long speech, and now he was directly nailed to the ground by the two words in Qiao Ansheng's words.

The ears buzzed for a long time, and inexplicably, I remembered Qin Yanchen's unusual possessiveness towards Qiao Ansheng that day.

Will her husband be Qin Yanchen?

For some reason, this thought became deeper and deeper in his mind.

Men are born with a desire to win or lose, and Song Cheng is no exception. Almost when this idea appears, a strong unwillingness also stirs up his thoughts.

Without thinking, he asked out without hesitation: "Is that person Mr. Qin? Right?"

If it was Qin Yanchen, it could be explained why Qin Yanchen, who has always been on the top floor, often appears on their floors during this period.

Why did Qin Yanchen target himself so much that day? Even the company's rules were changed?

Song Cheng almost laughed softly: "Because it is Mr. Qin, I don't like me, right?"

The questions that followed were too sharp and too mean, which made Qiao Ansheng speechless for a moment.

However, just when she was struggling with how to answer so as not to hurt Song Cheng, a male voice suddenly penetrated into the door, which filled the cold air, interrupting Qiao Ansheng's thoughts.

"yes."

Both of them in the room were stiff. When they turned around, they saw Qin Yanchen slowly raising his feet and stepping in, with a cold and resentful aura between his eyebrows and eyes.

After Qin Yanchen entered the house, he closed the open door.

He stood next to Qiao Ansheng step by step, held his hand on Qiao Ansheng's shoulder, and took the whole person into his arms.

Qiao Ansheng still wanted to struggle, but Qin Yanchen's actions were very domineering and there was no doubt.

The man lifted his eyelids, and the folds of his double eyelids were very deep, like a sharp blade: "The person you have always been thinking about is my wife..."

His words were straightforward and cold.

Qiao Ansheng obviously saw that Song Cheng's body trembled with naked eyes.

It took him a long time to accumulate courage and look up at Qin Yanchen: "Mr. Qin..."

Qin Yanchen waved his hand and interrupted him: "I have warned you a long time ago, don't try to think you shouldn't have, you still can't help it..."

Song Cheng's face became decayed, his whole face seemed as if dead, and he looked bloodless.

Qiao Ansheng felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, so he secretly raised his head, frowned, and glanced at Qin Yanchen. The look meant that Qin Yanchen should not be too extreme.

After all, I will still have to work with my colleagues in the future, and Song Cheng’s talent is there. If he hadn’t been airborne this time, he would have taken office.

In fact, when Qin Yanchen appeared in the office, Song Cheng felt a sense of loss and frustration in his heart burst out uncontrollably.

He also pleaded for Qiao Ansheng that day, but he was just a couple, so he needed to pleaded for Qiao Ansheng. He was like a clown.

He directed and acted in a touching comedy.

Song Cheng lowered his head and said with a stuttering moment: "Yes, sorry, Mr. Qin, I understand, I won't do this again in the future..."

He looked at Qiao Ansheng and bowed again, and his eyes grew more of an indescribable emotion.

"Sorry, Mr. Qiao, I have caused trouble for you. I will pay attention in the future and no such thing will happen again."

Qiao Ansheng quickly waved his hand: "It's not a big deal, but you don't take it to heart."

She pushed Qin Yanchen's hand away, walked to the table, picked up the bouquet of bright roses, and stuffed them into Song Cheng's arms.

"You are so outstanding, I believe you will definitely meet a girl who is more suitable for you in the future..."

Song Cheng glanced at the rose in his arms, curled his lips and smiled sarcastically: "No matter how good it is, what's the use? Isn't it that people are not looking down on..."

Song Cheng's life was smooth sailing and he had never suffered any storms. He had tried his best to chase Qiao Ansheng, and had the idea of ​​winning.

In the end, I found that I was walking in a dead end.

Song Cheng couldn't help but feel discouraged, and even his tone was quite self-pitying.

Qiao Ansheng felt a little disgusted when he heard his self-deprecating tone. He wanted to speak up and advise him again, "There is no grass everywhere in the world, why bother to love her alone?"

But she opened her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, Song Cheng didn't listen and turned around and was about to leave. So Qiao Ansheng's words were blocked.

She looked at Song Cheng's back and showed a lost expression on her face, which seemed to have offended the person.

Qin Yanchen lowered his eyes and saw her disappointed expression.

The man's eyes reflected Qiao Ansheng's appearance, although he was cold, he was extremely gentle.

He sighed in his heart, reached out and patted Qiao Ansheng on the shoulder, and suddenly shouted out the devastated Song Cheng.

"stop……"
Chapter completed!