Accidentally Entangled with the Rich

Zhou Guang gritted his teeth, walked behind Meng Yungui with his head down, and raised his hand to give him a massage.

Your uncle! Why did she throw the cake away?

His fingers were suddenly held, Meng Yungui turned his head and squinted, and shot straight at him.

"angry?"

"No."

His palm was rough and warm, Zhou Guang's heart was beating fast, and his mind was filled with the feeling of his palm touching him. His face was hot, and he let himself throw the cake, obviously a bully.

Meng Yungui stared at her with black eyes for a while, then leaned on the sofa.

"Has the contract been signed?"

"not yet."

Zhou Guang didn't know for a moment whether to continue pressing him or withdraw his hand. After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand and walked over to sit opposite him.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Who made you sit down?"

Zhou Guang blinked his eyes and turned his head quickly: "I don't know much about contracts, can I show you the contract?"

Standing up after speaking, she desperately changed the subject. It's not a maid, his muscles are tight and hard, and it's tiring to press.

Meng Yungui didn't speak, he raised his leg and put it on the coffee table in front of him, picked up the cigarette case from the coffee table, poured out a cigarette, held it on his lips, lit it, and took a deep breath. The old man is seventy this year, he is old enough to say that he is old, but he still meddles in the company's affairs. He didn't intend to hand over the power of the company to himself, and the biggest intention of bringing Meng Yun back to the company was probably to make the boss and the second have a crisis and strengthen them to support the company.

He has a successor in mind, so what is Meng Yungui? But an illegitimate child.

Being squeezed out in the company, he is the one who contributes the most and the one who benefits the least. The old man has more illegitimate children, and Meng Yungui is having a hard time now. If he doesn't take the initiative, he will be eliminated, but if he takes the initiative, the old man and the eldest child will try their best to drag him down.

After so many years of dormancy, if you can't hold your breath now, you will lose everything. Meng Yungui flicked the cigarette ash and put the cigarette **** back to his lips again.

Since he chose to enter Meng's house, he did not leave a way out for himself.

"Mr. Meng."

With a soft voice, Meng Yungui raised his eyes and saw Zhou Guang standing in front of him. She looked very small, tall, thin and fair-skinned, making her look frail. Meng Yungui slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and pointed to his side: "Sit."

Meng Yungui put his hand on Zhou Guang's shoulder, and tapped lightly. Zhou Guang was tense all over, and every time he saw Meng Yungui, he would do one thing, go to bed. Just leave when you're done, without messing around at all.

He is not a gentle person and makes himself very uncomfortable every time.

Zhou Guang was a little scared, he pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Mr. Cheng came to see me today."

"Read the contract to me."

Meng Yungui glanced at her, pulled up the corners of his mouth and let out a sneer, rubbing her somewhat thin shoulders. It would be nice to eat a little fatter, she is still too weak now, she dare not make too much movement on the bed, she is always worried that she will be tossed away by accident.

The hairs all over Zhou Guang's body stood on end, her voice trembled a little, and she coughed to stabilize herself. There were nine pages in total, and although she spoke very fast, she still read it for ten minutes.

She was sweating all over, sitting next to such a big person, she was under a lot of pressure.

"Read it?"

Zhou Guang turned his head to look at Meng Yungui, he had already smoked his fourth cigarette, and Zhou Guang had smoked enough. He took the cigarette off his lips and squinted at Zhou Guang through the smoke.

"The contract is fine."

A five-year contract is not too long. And the share points are based on the treatment of second-tier stars, which is a good contract among newcomers.

"Cheng Zihan's acting is average, but he's good at doing business, and he's unambiguous in bringing in newcomers. If the starting point is his company, the road in the later stage will not be too difficult." Meng Yungui leaned over and pressed the cigarette **** into the ashtray , touched the delicate face of Xia Zhou Shi, his fingers landed on her side face and stopped.

Zhou Guang's hairs stood on end, he was a little nervous, what did he want to do?

"You can sign."

He smelled strongly of smoke, the cool tobacco mixed with alcohol. He drank? If he wasn't so close, Zhou Guang would have smelled it. From his face alone, there was no sign of drinking at all, Zhou Guang quietly left his fingers in the gesture of putting down the contract.

"Have you had dinner tonight?"

Before he could sit back, Meng Yungui hugged him and pressed him on the sofa. He lowered his head and kissed Zhou Guang. There was a strong smell of cigarettes on his body. I don't know what brand of cigarettes it was. It didn't smell bad, but the smell was very strong. She was a little dazed and couldn't breathe from being kissed.

Zhou Guang is wearing a T-shirt and shorts today, and the pants are not easy to take off. He scraped Zhou Guang's skin with his big hands and rolled up her blouse. Zhou Guang's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped back, taking the opportunity to break away from his kiss. Suddenly getting fresh air, she panted and quickly pulled down her T-shirt, her lips were a little numb.

"I'm hungry."

Meng Yungui's dark eyes did not have any light, and he stared at her deeply.

Zhou Guang felt apprehensive, and rolled his eyes: "Go upstairs to the bedroom? Or after dinner?"

In the passionate kiss just now, the top of his shirt was open to reveal a lean and well-defined chest, which rose and fell with the beating of his heart. Zhou Guang looked around, the room was too quiet, she was almost out of breath, depressed and depressed.

Now that you have decided to sell, there is really nothing to hold back.

But in broad daylight, she was really embarrassed.

Meng Yungui remained silent, and she stopped talking, pursed her lips, and looked into his eyes.

They persisted for a full minute.

"Then go cook and eat enough."

Meng Yun Guiteng got up, turned around and went upstairs with big strides, the study door was closed with a loud bang.

The more I get in touch with Meng Yungui, the more I feel that he is uncertain, this man is too scary. It was a bit of a surprise that he was able to stop at this time. The previous few times, he continued to do it without hesitation.

Zhou Guang went to the kitchen to fry two dishes, one with green vegetables and one with fried pork. She didn't eat much at night and cooked porridge. Fortunately, the performance was normal, and the porridge was not mushy and the meat was cooked.

He stood downstairs and hesitated for a while, should he call Meng Yungui?

Rolling his eyes, he went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.

"Mr. Meng, do you have dinner?"

It was already dark and the lights were on in the study.

There was no response, Zhou Guang knocked again.

A moment later, the door was pulled open abruptly, and Zhou Guang retreated quickly.

"Mr. Meng."

"Um."

Meng Yungui glanced at her, turned around and strode downstairs.

"Can you cook?"

"Should...can."

Zhou Guang swallowed his throat and followed him downstairs.

He went to the kitchen and took the porridge pot and bowl into the dining room and served it to him. Zhou Guang has always been trembling, serving this uncle carefully.

The stir-fried kale was okay, but the stir-fried pork was hard and a bit salty. Meng Yungui finished a bowl of porridge. This woman is somewhat useful, at least she can cook a meal and stretch out the bowl. Zhou Guang buried himself in his meal and didn't see it.

Frown, blind your eyes.

Only then did Zhou Guang look up, and quickly took his bowl: "Do you want more?"

This is not nonsense? Meng Yungui looked at her: "What do you think?"

Zhou Guang wanted to throw the porridge bowl on his face, but after thinking about it, he obediently served it to him and sent it over.

Zhou Guang doesn't eat much. She wants to keep in shape, and she seems to have gained weight recently.

Putting down his chopsticks, Meng Yungui also finished eating, and he ate very fast.

He didn't comment after eating, got up and pushed the bowl and left.

Zhou Guang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and the work of serving people was done smoothly. After coming out of the kitchen, Meng Yungui sat on the sofa and flipped through the computer to look up information. Zhou Guang paused, not knowing whether to stay or go upstairs to sleep.

"Go take a shower."

Meng Yungui didn't turn around and gave instructions.

Zhou Guang's heart froze, he pursed his lower lip and turned to go upstairs, what should come still has to come.

Meng Yungui was unambiguous at night, it was more intense than ever, Zhou Guang was not a human being, Meng Yungui was her first man, Meng Yungui was different, there were many tricks, Zhou Guang couldn't stand the stimulation, his head was dizzy, She raised her hand to her lips and sobbed.

"No one else heard it, so just call it out if you want."

He pulled back Zhou Guang's hand and kissed deeply.

When Zhou Guang woke up the next day, there was no one around him.

My back was so sore, I lay on the bed for a while before turning over and getting out of bed, and went to take a bath with my legs crossed. He has been using tricks, so there shouldn't be any accidents. Does Meng Yungui know more than her? Would someone like him make Zhou Guang pregnant?

After taking a shower, she looked at her watch and it was already half past ten. She was the only one in the villa, and Meng Yungui had already left.

Zhou Guang changed his clothes and went downstairs to take out a carton of milk from the refrigerator in the kitchen. He didn't bother to heat it up, so he poured it into a cup and took a big sip. Meng Yungui is a brutal man, his whole body hurts, and he really doesn't want to move.

After drinking a glass of milk, he sat on the sofa in a daze until noon before returning to his senses and calling Cheng Zihan.

"Go directly to the company. There are dedicated staff over there. I have already said hello."

"Thanks."

Zhou Guang hung up the phone, was too hungry to stand up, packed up his things and turned to go out to find a restaurant for dinner.

Wang An called as soon as he left the house. Zhou Guang looked at the number for a moment, but he still connected: "Hello? Wang An."

"Um."

Wang An was silent for a while: "Do you have time to meet?"

"Over there?"

Zhou Guang had no hostility towards him, the two of them were just ordinary friends.

"Where are you? I'll pick you up."

Looking at the scorching weather, Zhou Guang hesitated for a while before speaking: "Make an appointment, I'll take a taxi there."

Half an hour later, Zhou Guang got out of the car and saw Wang An, raised his mouth and walked over with a smile: "Wang An."

Seeing Zhou Guangguang, Wang An squeezed his fingers, and quickly regained his composure: "Come here?"

"Well, find a place to eat first." Zhou Guang was very hungry.

Wang An reported a place, French cuisine.

"OK."

Wang An was rarely very quiet. When the appetizers came, Zhou Guang ate two mouthfuls to fill his stomach, and then he felt better. He raised his head and met Wang An's eyes. He kept looking at him without moving the food.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Guang laughed for a moment, pretending to be relaxed: "Why? I look ugly?"

"You and Meng Yungui...what's the matter?" Wang An frowned, his Adam's apple rolled, and he spoke with some difficulty: "Zhou Guang, I know you are not that kind of person."