Having Triplets With Potent CEO

The man didn't know why he was angry. "You want me to hide and listen to you?"    

    

Was he that shameful?    

    

Tang Qingge quickly explained, "No, boss. I just don't want anyone to know about our relationship. Under these circumstances, if you get involved with me, it will only get you involved. I don't want to get you involved."    

    

She just didn't want to implicate him. Now, she was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to beat her up. Getting involved with her wouldn't do her any good.    

    

Bo Qichen raised his elegant and cold eyes and slowly looked at her. Suddenly, he asked, "What's the relationship between us?"    

    

Tang Qingge was stunned.    

    

"Er... is the relationship between superiors and subordinates?"    

    

Speaking up to this point, she felt that she had said something nonsensical.    

    

Bo Qichen,... ""    

    

She really knew how to ruin the scenery.    

    

This was not the first time Bo Qichen had been affected by her. He said in a deep voice, "Since we are only in a superior and subordinate relationship, there is nothing to worry about, right?"    

    

That made sense, but this was not suitable for what she was going to do next!    

    

However, after thinking about it, it did not seem to have any effect.    

    

"Alright."    

    

In order to prevent paparazzi from tracking them, they switched to Maybach midway. Assistant Qin acted as an assistant and drove them to the coffee shop. She had an appointment with Qiao Nancheng to talk about this matter in the coffee shop.    

    

In the corner of the coffee shop, Tang Qingge was wearing a hat and sunglasses, covering herself tightly. She leaned against the wall and waited for a while before she waited for Qiao Nancheng to arrive.    

    

Qiao Nancheng saw the news on the Internet early in the morning. He walked into the coffee shop with complicated and heavy steps and saw the sad woman in the corner.    

    

Qiao Nancheng's heart ached.    

    

In the corner of the coffee shop, Tang Qingge calculated the time when Qiao Nancheng entered. She took off her sunglasses and revealed a pair of teary eyes. She wanted to say something but did not stop looking at Qiao Nancheng with affection.    

    

Assistant Qin, who was standing beside Bo Qichen, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He felt that the man beside him had suddenly released cold air. It was so cold that his whole body shivered.    

    

He finally knew why Miss Tang did not let the boss come with her. Meeting her ex-boyfriend was a huge Asura Arena!    

    

Bo Qichen narrowed his eyes. As he released cold air, he stared at the two people facing each other.    

    

"Nancheng."    

    

Tang Qingge kindly and tactfully called his name.    

    

Qiao Nancheng suddenly realized that it was as if he had been separated from the world. He was immediately brought to five years ago by her call. He got excited and sat down, then grabbed Tang Qingge's hand.    

    

"Qingge, I finally heard you call me that again."    

    

Assistant Qin,... ""    

    

It was fatal.    

    

The cold air beside him made his whole body shiver. Assistant Qin wanted to cry but had no tears. Miss Tang, you must not shout. If you shout again, I will freeze to death!    

    

Tang Qingge was sad and seemed to unconsciously withdraw her hand. Qiao Nancheng realized that he had been rude. He coughed lightly and withdrew his hand. "By the way, why did you call me here?"    

    

"You should know what it is for, right? You clearly know that what Tang Mengqian said this morning when she allied with Zeng Jian to slander me, right?"    

    

Qiao Nancheng did not expect her to shoot straight at him. He was a little panicky, "I do know about this."    

    

At that moment, his phone rang.    

    

On the table, the caller's name was fiancée Tang Mengqian.    

    

This note pricked Qiao Nancheng's eyes. He stood up quickly and said, "I'll take the call."    

    

Tang Qingge's heart slowly sank.    

    

Qiao Nancheng grabbed his phone and went to the coffee shop. He wiped his face and picked up the phone between his eyebrows. Before he could say anything, Tang Mengqian started to cry.