CEO Wants to Marry Me

He Yulian couldn't help but yell out, while Lang Jiaquan seized the opportunity to fiercely send his entire body into it.

Her lips eagerly sucked out He Yulian's sweetness, making her stick her mouth in exchange for sweetness.

He Yulian's body suddenly tensed, and the reaction and feeling under her body became more and more intense. Her mind was a mess, but the scene from last time was still clearly imprinted in her mind.

He Yulian struggled to close her eyes, forcing herself to stop thinking about it. However, that feeling of despair and heartache grew stronger and stronger, and what she wanted to forget became clearer at the same time.

His stomach suddenly violently churned. He Yulian opened her eyes again, only to feel that the man galloping on his body was just like a demon.

He Yushi let out an uncomfortable moan as she felt the emotions in her heart. Sensing that the reaction of the person beneath her was wrong, she wanted to slightly distance herself away from the person beneath her to clearly see the reaction of the person beneath her. He Yushi had already endured to her limits.

As the stinky stench permeated the air, Lang Jiaquan felt his body go soft. He could not help but mutter a "shit" in a low voice.

He Yushi felt that her stomach was still tightly clenching. She quickly shouted at Lang Jiaquan, "Let go of me, I'm not feeling well!"

He couldn't stand up in time, so he had to hold on to the edge of the bed and vomit in the dark. He knew that he was about to vomit, so he felt a little better in his stomach.

Seeing that she had recovered slightly, he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

He Yumiao was lying in the bathtub, his entire body extremely exhausted, but his stomach was still in reverse.

Was he going to make her sick like this? Last time was like this, but this time, it was the same again!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The strength in his hands also gradually increased. Soon, He Yuhan's snow-white skin had already been wiped red by him.

He Yushi's stomach still felt extremely uncomfortable. She couldn't care less about the sharp pain from Lang Jiahun rubbing against her body, she could only try her best to suppress the pain that was still churning in her throat.

This was good as well, since he had been like this for several times now. He probably wouldn't come looking for him again in the future.

He Yulian closed her eyes, not looking at the expression on Lang Jiaquan's face, not caring about his actions. At this moment, she was like a lifeless rag doll lying in the bathtub without moving at all.

Lang Jiach suddenly recalled the time when He Yulian almost drowned in the bathtub. He suddenly felt a burst of panic in his heart. He simply washed her again, dried her, and carried her out.

The bed was now in a mess. Lange pulled out another blanket from the cabinet and wrapped He Yulian's body in it before placing him on the sofa.

Soon after, Lang Jiach completely changed the sheets and blankets. He threw the dirty ones into the trash can, then carried He Yushi back to the bed.

He Yulian's eyes were closed, but looking at her quivering eyelashes, he knew that she was not asleep yet.

After tucking her in, Lang Jiahh angrily grabbed the trash, and after sweeping a glance at the person on the bed, he angrily opened the door and left.

When the surroundings returned to its previous peaceful state, He Yuhan slowly opened her eyes.

The night was clear outside the window. It had been a long time since she had seen so many stars in the night sky.

"One star, two stars, three stars …" He Yushi tirelessly watched the night count. Since when did she have to rely on counting stars to solve her problem of insomnia?

When he got back to the car, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator. The anger and desire in his heart had not been completely removed, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He swung the steering wheel to who knows where, while Lang Jiaquan randomly drove. When he recovered his senses, he discovered that his car had stopped in front of Lan Xuan's house.

Lang Jiach wasn't sure if Lan Xuan'er had slept yet, so he took out his phone and dialed Lan Xuan'er's number.

Lan Xuan'er was leaning against her bed, thinking about what had happened in the past few days. Her phone suddenly rang.

Delighted, Lan Xuan'er immediately pulled off the mask on her face and answered the phone: "Jia He, it's so late. What's the matter?"

"Are you asleep?" Longchamps asked lightly.

"Not yet!" Lan Xuan`er sat up in a hurry. Although she didn't know why Lang Jiaquan was looking for her, just thinking of her was enough to make Lan Xuan`er happy.

"Come out... There's another partner these few days. Tomorrow, I'll get Si Zhe to hand over the documents to you. It's getting late. You should get some rest. " He hung up.

He was just about to ask Lan Xuan'er out for a drink, but the words suddenly changed as they were about to come out of his mouth.

He Yurou's pale face appeared in his mind. She was fine now.

Longchamps shook his head irritably. He didn't know when his emotional thoughts had been so easily controlled by others.

He suddenly stepped on the accelerator and returned to the villa.

Lan Xuan'er had been staring blankly at her phone, but she could faintly hear the sound of the car starting up. She walked to the window and looked down, but there wasn't a single trace of it.

Feeling a bit disappointed, she closed the window, went back to her bed, tore off a mask, and applied it again. Lan Xuan'er gradually closed her eyes.

Why did you call me just now, Longchamps?

He drove straight home, went upstairs, and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

He only felt slightly better after the dry feeling on his body had been washed away.

The next day, when He Yulian woke up, although she told her not to look at the comments online, she still couldn't help but search for her and Lang Mengyi's names due to her curiosity.

However, the more he looked, the more He Yueli's mouth grew wider. Was there a parallel world in this world? Otherwise, why would public opinion change so quickly in just a single day?

Looking at the time of many of the comments, did that mean that the matter had basically been resolved by yesterday afternoon?

So he didn't come looking for trouble with me last night?

Thinking about the fact that she vomited all over Longchamps last night, He YuMeng suddenly felt a little embarrassed. No matter what, it was her fault that he dealt with it.

He Yulian wondered if she should take advantage of the time when she was at work to express her gratitude to Lang Jiahh.

Previously, she had asked Li Si Zhe where he liked to eat. At that time, she wanted to avoid running into him, but now it seemed to have other uses.

He Yumiao opened the refrigerator. There was still some fish and vegetables inside, why not simply get a sushi?

In any case, it seemed like he wasn't in a good mood. When the time came, she would be more attentive towards him. She wouldn't starve herself, so it would be a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Arriving at the office, Song Yan told her that Wang Yingying and Cui Ying had already been transferred to another department. It was said that they could have been directly expelled, but they seemed to have some background behind them.

"Now that you're out of it, you can finally do your job properly." Song Yan said in envy.

"Is that so?" He Yumiao smiled a little unnaturally. Could it be that the Lang family helped him handle this matter?

He didn't know why, but He Yuhan felt more and more that she had let Lang Jiaquan down. The sushi in her backpack also suddenly became heavier. Wasn't she going too far?

Perhaps it was because He Yuhan was the CEO's wife, but the people who previously mocked and ridiculed her were now much better, and the companies that were given to her were also much fewer.

He Yulian rarely had time, so she didn't want to take responsibility for too many things. Since she only got the death salary, she was happy that she didn't have to do too many things.

After a chaotic morning, when it was time for dinner, Song Yan came to find her for the first time. He Yulian thought of the sushi in her bag and politely declined.

"I have something to discuss with the CEO at noon." He Yumiao explained in a low voice, a little embarrassed.

Song Yan looked like she understood. She winked at He Yulian and left. He Yulian looked at her and felt a little annoyed. She didn't seem to have misunderstood her earlier.

After everyone had left, He Yuhan grabbed the box in her hands and walked towards the elevator used by the CEO.

Speaking of this Lang Jiaquan, he was truly a tyrant. From what Li Si Zhe said, he always went to the rooftop for lunch, but the only elevator that could lead to the rooftop was the one exclusive to the CEO himself.

It was clear that he did not want to share the joy with the people, because he was afraid of lowering his status.

Looking at the slowly changing numbers on the floor, He Yulian's heart gradually tensed up. What should he say when he sees Lange?

Just as he was thinking, the elevator door suddenly opened. He Yushi was just about to stride out when she realized that it wasn't the top floor, but the CEO's office on the first floor.

Lang Jiahh was standing outside, staring at him and sizing him up.

He Yumiao embarrassedly retracted his feet, and took a few steps back to give some space for Lang Jiaquan to step in.

Longchamps didn't say anything. He just walked straight in and pressed the button on the top floor.

Soon, the elevator door opened again. Lang Jiahh was the first to walk out, and He Yuhan followed him down.

As soon as he got off the elevator, He Yuhan was stunned by the scenery. The top floor wasn't a balcony like she had imagined, but a flower garden in the sky.

A gentle breeze blew, and a burst of fragrance filled his nostrils. He Yu Meng only felt that it was extremely fragrant.

As Longchamps moved forward, he saw a glass pavilion in the middle of the garden.

Inside the pavilion, there were tables and chairs, a microwave oven, and even a 1.8m double bed.

He Yulian couldn't help but sigh, the world of rich people was truly different.

He Yulian walked into the pavilion and discovered that the glass in the surroundings could be moved up and down, probably adjusted at will according to the change in the temperature during the four seasons.

On the table, there were a few plates of delicacies. He Yulian pinched the bag in her hand and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

As someone who was used to the delicacies of the sea and the mountains, would he really be interested in the plain rice in her hands?