Hello, Heir

Zhuang Nina's fist was loose and tight.

In the end, all the complex emotions turned into a bitter laugh.

I was still telling her a few days ago that the two had started again, and it started again today.

So for Si Zhengting and Ding Mengya, he is really just a tool for "heirs"?

And her tool is not worthy of having emotions, and she can't even show up in front of the public!

Zhuang Nina bit her lip.

She suddenly felt that her situation was not as good as five years ago.

Five years ago, no matter how embarrassed she was, she could at least turn around and leave chicly.

But now, she doesn't even have the right to stop.

Zhuang Nana turned around and went down bitterly.

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office.

Si Zhengting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring into the distance with complex eyes.

The wooden box in the trash basket was like pouring a basin of cold water at him, pouring out all his passion and fantasy.

Seeing Zhuang Nina getting along with Ms. Ding, she thought she really accepted herself and accepted the family.

But now ...

Sure enough, she was acting on the scene and never fell in love with her?

Thinking of this, Si Zhengting felt irritable again, raised his cigarette and took a deep breath.

There was a strong smell of tobacco in the entire office, and when Zuoyi entered, he coughed violently.

Zuo Yiyi covered her nose and looked at the ashtray. There were countless cigarette butts in it. How much did Brother Ting smoke?

She coughed, went to the window, opened the window to ventilate, and looked at Si Zhengting at the same time, "Brother Ting, you never smoke, this is Su Yanbin's you again? The next time I see him, I will definitely curse he……"

Talking, Si Zhengting turned his head and gave her a slight glance, and then stopped immediately.

Zuo Yiyi smiled at him, his eyes glanced around the room, and finally he looked at the meals set by the small restaurant, and his face was a joy, "Brother Ting, I know you are best to me! Your last time Free my pigeons, and I cried for several days, so today I know I'm coming, will you invite me to dinner? "

Otherwise, how can there be two pairs of tableware?

Brother Ting's face is cold, in fact, he still treats himself well, right?

Zuo Yiyi suddenly felt that he was resurrected with blood, and he was bubbling with happiness.

Ke Zhengting heard this and followed his gaze towards the small restaurant.

eat?

His mood was even more irritable. He walked to the ashtray, and his long fingers elegantly and vigorously chopped off the cigarette. Then he looked at Zuoyi and said very coldly, "Why are you here?"

Zuoyi surprised, "I'm here to measure the size and make clothes!"

Si Zhengting did not delve into it, because Emperor Hao has his own clothing brand and designer, so Zuoyi often comes to customize clothes, he thinks it is just those.

Si Zhengting gave a faint hum, walked to the desk, and opened the files that he hadn't read in the morning.

Zuo Yiyi was dumbfounded, what does it mean?

The food is cold, but Brother Ting isn't planning to eat yet?

Zuoyi reminded, "Brother Ting, you should eat ..."

Si Zhengting heard this, his cold eyes raised slightly, "I'm busy, you go out first."

"But Brother Ting, you ..."

"Go out, don't let me say it a third time." Si Zhengting's voice was colder than the iceberg, so that Zuo Yiyi, the young lady who was not afraid of the sky, shivered, and dared not say anything, backed away Go out.