Shen’s study room of Shen Yu’an.
Shen Yu’an sat in front of the desk with a face like water, and slightly lowered his eyes. Hearing Su Meng’s words “what do you think” came out of the computer, he directly broke the pen in his palm.
The palm of his hand was blackened by the ink ejected from the pen tube.
He pressed the corners of his mouth tightly, indifferently wiped the ink from his palm with his handkerchief, and threw it into the trash can.
Regardless of whether the ink in his palm was wiped clean, he took the phone and called Mr. Xing, the person in charge of Weibo, and said concisely, “I have sealed the id of Xiaohong Rose, I want to get a registered account. All the news!”
Little Red Rose released the contract photos in the morning and the recording account in the evening.
His reason told him that Su Meng would never say anything like that. This is because someone is separating the feelings between their husband and wife.
But emotions are not controlled at all.
Hearing Su Meng’s “What do you say”, a violent mood suddenly appeared in his heart, and he could only wish to destroy everything in front of him.
Fortunately, he controlled it.
That little red rose really made him angry.
Mr. Xing was frightened by Shen Yu’an’s low-pitched tone of murder, and slowed down his tone, “President Shen, I know that it is difficult for anyone to keep calm when encountering such a thing. We will close the account immediately, but don’t get excited. .”
He was really afraid of Shen Yu’an, who was so angry that he would go directly to buy murderers.
Although he and Shen Yu’an didn’t meet many times, it was the first time to hear Shen Yu’an’s low and terrifying tone, which was so gloomy as a murderer.
However, he can also understand Shen Yu’an’s anger.
After stepping forward to falsely accuse Shen Yu’an’s wife of stealing the company’s design drawings, he discovered that Shen Yu’an would only favor his wife more than what the news said, and there was absolutely no possibility of acting.
Now, this little red rose lets the whole world know that Shen Yu’an’s wife doesn’t like him. This undoubtedly tore Shen Yu’an’s face in front of the people of the whole country, and still stomped on the ground.
This is too cruel!
It’s no wonder that Shen Yu’an is so angry.
Shen Yuan was too lazy to listen to Mr. Xing’s kind words, and said directly, “You give me the information. This year, your home will use cloud services for free.”
You must know that according to the market price, the service fee for Weibo’s use of cloud services is 30 million a year.
But now, only need to provide a registration information, cancel a number, the 30 million can be waived.
Xing was always a businessman, the little abacus in his head was cracking, and he immediately nodded and agreed, “Okay, give me five minutes.”
While Shen Yuan was waiting for Mr. Xing’s reply, Su Meng knocked on the door of the room.
After listening to the recording, he heard Su Meng’s voice again, and Shen Yu’an’s face was touched with complexity.
He slowly spit out a foul breath, “In.”
Su Meng held her mobile phone. The interface of the mobile phone was the interface for recording and playback. She also heard the recording on Weibo.
After hearing the recording, she couldn’t wait to rush over to Shen Yu’an to explain.
Before Mingming entered the door, she was still very eager to explain to Shen Yu’an, but when she opened the door, Su Meng suddenly became timid when she saw Shen Yu’an sitting behind her desk with a cold expression.
Now that information is spreading so quickly, not to mention that Shen Yu’an is the president of a technology company. If there is any rumors on the Internet, he must have known the first time.
Her eyes were red unconsciously, her fingers tightly grasped the mobile phone in her palm, choked and said, “husband…”
Shen Yu’an lowered his eyes, Wu You stood up and greeted him as usual, even unwilling to even look at her.
Su Meng only felt distressed.
She didn’t know when the tears fell in her eyes, she hesitantly walked to Shen Yu’an and knelt down.
Looking up at the man in front of him, he raised his fingers carefully, and slowly and tentatively held Shen Yu’an’s hand.
She saw that Shen Yu’an had thrown away her hand, she was a little relieved, and whispered, “Husband…”
Shen Yuan opened his eyes and saw Su Meng, who was squatting in front of him with a sad and cautious expression, and felt that his heart was breaking in an instant.
He usually spoils the woman he can’t wait to hold in the palm of his hand, because he showed this pitiful expression like an abandoned pet.
At this moment, he could only wait to punch himself hard.
He stretched out his hand and stroked Su Meng’s profile, frowned, and said guiltily, “Mengmeng, I’m sorry, I don’t control my emotions. Don’t be so afraid of me. I am Shen Yu’an, your husband and your son. Father.”
Su Meng heard Shen Yuan’s opening just to apologize, and the tears she had endured for a long time came out of the frame, dripping along her cheeks and down her chin on the skirt, flat her mouth, and said aggrieved, “I thought, I thought you were Like me.”
“Nonsense! How could it be!” Shen Yu’an scolded her, picked her up from the ground, and hugged her tightly.
Shen Yu’an hugged Su Meng and pressed her head on his shoulders, preventing her from having any chance to look up and see the expression on his face.
He sullenly asked in an unconfident tone that Su Meng had never heard from him, “Mengmeng, do you love me?”
Su Meng said without hesitation, “I like it, I like you.”
Shen Yuan shook his head, “No, don’t like it, do you love me? Will you never leave me forever?”
Su Meng was silent.
As her time got longer and longer, Shen Yu’an’s heart continued to sink in the darkness.
He suddenly seemed to understand something. He pushed the person in his arms away, turned and looked at the French window with his back facing Su Meng and said, “You go out, I want to be alone.”
Su Meng grabbed his sleeve anxiously, “I like you, and you are the only man I like. Isn’t that enough?”
Shen Yuan shook off Su Meng’s hand, turned his head slightly, and said coldly, “Get out.”
This indifferent and merciless appearance made Su Meng kind of return to the way he had just met Shen Yu’an.
She was caught unconsciously by the hand that was half-emptied, but only a mass of nothingness was caught.
“I really like you, husband, don’t think too much, I can explain it to you…”
“Get out!” The indifferent words interrupted all the words that came to her lips.
There was a trace of injury across Su Meng’s eyes, biting her lip, holding back tears and saying, “Then I’m leaving, you, when do you want to hear me explain, I’ll come again.”
Shen Yu’an turned her back, looking particularly cold and ruthless from behind, as if indifferent to her grievances.
Su Meng only felt distressed, and couldn’t help the grievance in her heart anymore, and walked out with her face in her hands.
Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Shen Yuan closed his eyes slightly, a trace of pain flashed across his face for a moment, and slumped herself into the office chair, reaching out and covering her face.
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