Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband 稳住黑化的反派前夫[穿书]

020

This time buying gifts will still have a headache. If you drop the money, Wei Xi may not be rare. Buying small things doesn't show sincerity. Ling Zhen strolled around and found nothing, sitting on the bench in the rest area of ​​the mall, thinking hard.

After thinking about it, her inspiration flashed, and she simply asked Wei Xi what she was missing! Of course, you can't ask me directly—

...

In the high-level meeting room of Qingxi, the department manager is making a project report for the last quarter of this year.

The man sitting on the leather chair in the center is in a black suit with two buttons on the shirt inside. He is unchangingly abstinent and handsome. Sitting next to him was Zhao Yan, looking at the projection screen intently.

Suddenly, the screen of the phone at hand lit up.

Originally, Zhao Yan just glanced casually, but when he saw the visitor accidentally, he was stunned.

Huh?

"The focus of our investment in the next quarter will still be on film and television dramas and movies." He Xi is showing off her wavy curly hair shawl, exquisite red lips, and her confident and generous attitude is very charming. "After investigation and data analysis, the most valuable investment 'S script is the idol drama "Wall of Heart"..."

Wei Xi's gaze fell on the report, her expression focused.

Zhao Yan glanced at him, and said to his heart, what fun are they playing with? Picking up the phone and replying: "Sister-in-law, what's the matter? [呲牙]"

Ling Zhen still added Zhao Yan's WeChat during dinner last night, but he didn't expect it to be used today. She sent out "Are you busy?" and then went to buy a cup of milk tea while waiting for him to reply.

After Zhao Yan returned, Ling Zhen held his mobile phone and sent a message: "I want to consult you about something~"

Zhao Yan: "You said you said [cool]"

Doesn't it look like you're busy?

Ling Zhen's typing speed is not fast, and he typed every word carefully: "That is, I want to buy a gift for Wei Xi, but I don't know what to buy, so I want to ask you."

Just after sending it out, the clerk shouted:

"0256, the milk is ready to cover the oolong!—"

Ling Zhen quickly raised her head and went to the counter to get milk tea. This time one hand was occupied and unable to type, so I had to change the voice.

Zhao Yan pretended to look at the big screen, and He Xi was analyzing the advantages of the show "Wall of Heart" to Wei Xi and the managers. He nodded and opened the WeChat dialog box.

But he didn't know that the latest message was a voice. When he touched his finger, the voice was played, and a female voice suddenly sounded in the conference room:

"For example... Is there anything lacking in your office?"

The meeting room was silent.

The voice was soft and clear, and even with a trace of noise, it sounded shocking.

But the most frightening thing is, how does this voice sound familiar?

The needle fell in the entire conference room, and he looked at Zhao Yan with pity.

Zhao Yan's eyes were dull, and his face was earthy. Lifting his head, Manager Liu on the opposite side slowly showed him a look of care. Zhao Yan turned his head frame by frame, and met the eyes of the man on the main seat.