"Miss Song, you can't go in! Mr. Shen ...... him."

Song Cenxi ignored the secretary's obstruction and pushed open the door of the office, and inside was a vivid picture.

A beautiful woman with long hair and a thin waist sat on a man's lap with a crimson face. On the other hand, the man is well-dressed, and not a single hair is messy.

"Mr. Shen, I'm sorry. Miss Song had to break in. ”

The corners of Shen Jiyan's mouth raised slightly, and he hooked an indifferent smile, "You go out first." ”

The secretary nodded hurriedly, glanced at the expressionless Song Cen Xi, and closed the door very familiarly.

In the huge office, there was an instant silence.

But the coquettish smile on the face of the woman opposite and the arm she wrapped around Shen Jiyan's neck made Song Cen Xi feel very messy and noisy in his head.

"Ji Yan, isn't this a big star of Song?" the woman's voice was sweet and greasy, "I grew up watching her plays." The acting skills are superb, but they are tepid, and many people feel sorry for her. ”

Shen Jiyan pinched the woman's chin and said with a smile: "It's just a play." ”

These words caused the woman to laugh, and her eyes glanced at Song Cen Xi vigorously, wanting to see how ugly her face was. But Song Cen Xi was still expressionless, cold and arrogant like an ice sculpture beauty.

The woman was bored with herself, and after laughing enough, Song Cen Xi spoke: "Mr. Shen, delay your time for five minutes, I want to talk to you." ”

Shen Jiyan ignored it, his fingers slid to the tips of the woman's hair, and began to play in circles unhurriedly. The look was lazy and casual, and it was clear that what Song Cen Xi said was not as interesting as the hair under his hands.

"Miss Song, you are such a smart person who can't see that Ji Yan and I have something to do, right?" the woman said, "Why don't you go outside and wait?"

Song Cen Xi clenched his fists, his nails dug into the palms of his hands, and the sharp pain went straight to his heart.

After a pause, she replied with a smile, charming and charming, "I know that Mr. Shen has been working for too long and can't wait." ”

This hint made the woman's face stiffen, she was about to have a seizure, but the person was pushed up by Shen Jiyan, and heard him say, "You go back first." ”

The woman was 10,000 unwilling, but she knew what kind of person this man was—killing and killing could only be decided by him, and heaven and hell could only be reduced by him nodding and shaking his head.

"Good. The woman stood up and threw a wink at him, "I'll wait for you." ”

When she passed by Song Cen Xi's side, the woman glanced at her and let out a disdainful snort.

The office that was quiet again, without the distraction of the eyes, made Song Cen Xi feel suffocated. She tried to keep herself from thinking about what she didn't have and went straight to the point.

Walking to the desk, the woman's residual perfume smell made her frown invisibly, "Mr. Shen, I have encountered a lot of obstacles in my work recently. I know it's all at your behest. I came here today to bother you, I want to ask you not to remember the villain's mistakes, and raise your noble hand. ”

Shen Jiyan dusted off his suit, leisurely cocked Erlang's legs, rested his elbows on the armrests on both sides of the leather chair, folded his hands casually, and then ...... Look up at her.

Song Cen Xi's heart trembled.

She had seen his eyes full of emotions, angry, joyful, hateful, affectionate, but there was nothing so playful at the moment.

"Mr. Shen, no matter where I make you unhappy, I am here to solemnly apologize to you. ”

"I don't want to apologize. The playfulness in Shen Jiyan's eyes was frozen and turned into a mad ice pick, "I want you to pay for my dead child." ”