My Mysterious Husband

One day at noon, Xinyou Qiao had arranged everything, so she walked up to Venus Mu and said, “Are you free this afternoon?”

Venus was revising the design and was surprised for a few seconds at what she said, then she directly refused, “No.”

Xinyou pressed down the anger inside and continued to lower her posture and said, “I want to talk to you.”

Venus threw her pen on the desk, with her legs crossed and sneered with her arms folding in front of her chest, “Xinyou, do you think we need a talk?”

“Are you afraid?” Xinyou raised her eyebrows, using an irritating method.

Venus shook her head, “Of course not. I think it’s a waste of time and there’s no need. Also, it’s useful for you to focus more on Kerry Ye instead of me.”

Talking to her? It was nothing more than clichés and Venus had better use the time to finish more drawings.

Xinyou looked at this face, eager to tear it apart, but for her own purposes, she still held back and said in a low voice, “Venus, this time I really want to talk to you. 5:30 pm, Shangri-La Café. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Since the two had fallen out, Venus hadn’t seen Xinyou in such a low profile.

you want again? Why don’t you just say it and I can save the time.”

clenching together, she told

didn’t want to argue with her in the

She’d like to see what else could she do. She wasn’t the little rabbit she used to be and wouldn’t be at the

o’clock, Meiling He placed a stack of documents in front of her, “Send these to Mr. Ye. Ask him to sign them. We need them

addition to having some simple contacts every day at work and eating at home, she basically didn’t say more than three

let

to have some problems, but

Meiling said indifferently, “You’re a very talented and spiritual designer, so I also want you to separate

more excuses, so she had to force herself to

Knocking the

“Come in.”

desk in a white shirt. Undeniably, he

“Mr. Ye, these papers

them there.” He didn’t look up.

tomorrow, so could