Song Qing frowned, covered her head, stood up and sat down on the sofa again (Shengshi Favored Marriage: The Wife Obediently Enters the Arms Chapter 503).

She was about to close her eyes again when there was a loud gurgling sound in her stomach.

Song Qing looked at his stomach.

Purse your lips.

Thinking about enduring it, Yan Moshen might come back after the meeting after a while.

After you have the money in hand, you can go to eat.

Song Qing frowned and looked up at the watch hanging on the wall of the office, the time on which it showed 10:30.

More than an hour has passed since I came over (Shengshi Pet Marriage: Chapter 503 of My Wife's Obedient Arms).

But Yan Moshen hadn't finished the meeting yet.

Song Qing put the pillow on the sofa on the other end of the sofa, put his head on the pillow, knocked his legs on the black leather sofa and wanted to continue sleeping.

Song Qing fell asleep while lying down.

……

Yan Moshen walked out of the conference room.

The assistant walked out of the office.

Holding a tablet in your hand.

Looking at the itinerary that has been arranged above, "It's almost time for lunch, do you need to make a reservation for a restaurant?" ”

"And in the evening, you've got a party."

Yan Mo frowned, raised his hand and pulled the tie at the neckline.

Until I pull it to a comfortable looseness.

Yan Moshen's footsteps suddenly stopped in place, he turned his head and looked at the assistant who immediately stopped and stood behind him, and slowly spoke, "When I was just in the conference room, you told me who was waiting for me in my office?" ”

The assistant reported truthfully.

"It's Miss Gu's aunt waiting for you in your office."

“……”

Yan Moshen's brows furrowed even tighter.

"In the future, if she comes to the company, you will notify me in advance."

"The company is not a grocery market."

“……”

The assistant had nothing to say.

The meaning of this sentence can also be understood as the quality of Yan Moshen's mood can determine whether Song Qing can enter the company in the future.

The assistant nodded, "Okay, I'll let you know if I encounter this situation later." ”

Yan Moshen raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

He then waved at the assistant to signal that he could go back to the office.

The assistant turned and walked towards the assistant's office.

Yan Moshen's hands were in the trouser pockets of his suit pants and walked straight in the direction of the president's office, when he pushed the door open and walked in, the office was empty, there was no figure, he frowned and walked in, didn't the assistant just say that Song Qing was waiting for him in the office?

When Yan Moshen walked in.

As he glanced at it, he swept to the figure lying on the black leather sofa.

Sideways gaze.

looked at Song Qing lying on it.

Underneath the head lay two black throw pillows.

With his feet still on his feet, he curled up and went straight to the leather sofa.

And there is still saliva.

You can clearly see the gloss on the black pillow.

Yan Moshen's brows frowned even tighter, but he just raised his foot and kicked Song Qing's foot slightly.

Song Qing was suddenly awakened.

Sit up straight from the black leather sofa.

His eyes were bloodshot with blood.

When Song Qing saw herself standing in front of her, Yan Moshen, she instantly became sober, she raised her hand to rub the saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, stood up from the black leather sofa, and suddenly thought that when the assistant left, she said that Yan Moshen had obsessive-compulsive disorder in some aspects.

I don't like to see things in my office being misused.

And any small detail can be seen.

Come to think of it.

Song Qing turned around and wanted to pick up the black pillow on the leather sofa and put it back in place.

I saw a piece of saliva on the black pillow.

Her face turned pale.

With his peripheral vision, he looked at Yan Moshen behind him.

Just rubbed the saliva on it with his hand and put the black pillow back in place.

Wipe the saliva on top of your clothes.

Turned to look at Yan Moshen.

Yan Moshen took all of Song Qing's series of actions just now.

Of course, I also saw her rubbing the saliva on the black pillow with her hand, and finally wiped the saliva on her own body, he frowned and walked straight to the desk with his suit pants pocket, "Can you notify me in advance or tell my assistant before you come here?" ”

Song Qing stood in place with his hands clasped together.

There is some tension in the body.

Listening to Yan Moshen's cold words, he was a little scared.

But think that only by being cheeky can you get the money into your own hands.

She endured it anyway.

Song Qing laughed twice and replied, "It's not that I don't know your mobile phone number." ”

"I just got your assistant's mobile phone number."

"We'll find out later."

Yan Mo listened to Song Qing's sentence "later" inexplicably, and was a little upset.

His gaze was drawn to the black purse he had placed on his desk.

When I left to go to the conference room.

The position is not like this, this position has been slightly moved, it should have been touched by someone, he pursed his thin lips and slowly raised his eyelids to look at Song Qing, looking at her standing there resignedly, and even her body trembled slightly.

Yan Moshen could already guess the purpose of Song Qing's coming here.

Song Qing tried her best to keep herself calm.

Although the reason did not come to mind.

But when necessary, Gu Xihe can still be pulled out again.

Anyway, Yan Moshen also eats this set.

It doesn't matter how many times you use it.

As long as Gu Xihe's name is mentioned every time, he will agree.

Song Qing raised his head and looked at Yan Moshen, "Actually, I came here to tell you about Xihe." ”

"She's been depressed since she divorced you."

"Even the body ......"

Yan Mo was inexplicably upset when he heard this, Gu Xihe would become depressed because of his divorce? She probably should be having a good time with Huo Jin in Las Vegas now, where would she become depressed because of her own affairs?

His brow furrowed even tighter.

Straight to the point.

"Don't talk to me in a roundabout way, just tell me the purpose of your coming here."

“……”

Song Qing was about to speak.

I've thought of all the words in my heart.

But he was blocked back into his throat by Yan Moshen's words.

Song Qing clenched his hand tightly.

Thinking that Yan Moshen should also know that he came over to ask him for money.

I simply let it go and didn't even mention the reason.

said straight to the point, "Anyway, you should have guessed what the purpose of my coming here is, then I won't continue to give you some other time-wasting things to tell you, I came here to borrow some money from you, now not only is our family short of money, Xihe is also very anxious to use money now." ”

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