Song Qing felt that his back was instantly tense (Shengshi Favored Marriage: Wife Obediently Enters His Arms Chapter 505).

She clutched her bag.

Could it be that Yan Moshen regretted that he didn't want to give himself five million?

Song Qing turned around a little nervously.

Clenched the bag in front of his chest tightly and was reluctant to let go.

Tentatively, he asked, "I don't have anything else to say, do you have anything to say?" ”

"Where's that picture in the wallet?"

“……”

A photo inside the wallet?

Song Qing was slightly stunned, could it be that the photo Yan Moshen said was a photo of him and Gu Xihe receiving a marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau?

She poked her head into the office.

Just now she remembered that she had put it in her purse.

The assistant walked in suddenly (Shengshi Favored Marriage: The Wife Obediently Enters the Arms Chapter 505).

Song Qing quickly put the group photo in the palm of her hand back into the wallet, and then put the wallet directly on the desk, she pursed her lips and replied truthfully, "Although I have just touched your wallet and seen the group photo, I put the group photo back in your wallet." ”

Yan Mo Shen flipped back and forth.

But where is the group photo of that photo in the wallet?

He turned his wallet to Song Qing to see.

Song Qing looked at the only thick pile of red renminbi inside.

But there was no such group photo.

But she obviously put it inside.

Song Qing walked over with his wallet in some confusion and took the wallet in his hand.

Some are anxious to prove their innocence.

If she wanted to take the contents of her wallet, she would definitely not choose that group photo.

She's going to take that pile of renminbi.

But she couldn't really find the group photo in her wallet, she looked around the office, began a carpet search, and finally saw the small group photo under the desk, she squatted down and reached under the desk to get the group photo.

But I can't get it.

I touched it back and forth, and finally touched it in the palm of my hand.

But when I got it in the palm of my hand, the group photo had become crumpled.

Song Qing stood up.

Pat yourself on the clothes.

handed the photo he got to Yan Moshen.

Said slowly, "I'll tell you that I haven't taken it, I haven't taken it." ”

"I really didn't take it, maybe I was just careless."

"And it fell under the desk."

Yan Moshen took the photo directly from Song Qing's palm.

The photo is crumpled.

Originally, he had been crumpled by himself when he was handling the divorce at the Civil Affairs Bureau, but now he looked even more wrinkled, his fingertips rubbed back and forth on it, and only after slowly smoothing out the photo did he see the face on it clearly, Song Qing looked at Yan Moshen's movements in those details.

More affirmative.

Yan Moshen must have a place for Gu Xihe in his heart.

And that should be quite a big position.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have found a group photo and my face instantly became like that.

Song Qing asked cautiously.

"Can you leave now that you find me?"

"I suddenly thought that I still had something to do, and I had to go to the hospital to see Mianmian."

Yan Moshen held the group photo in his palm.

Pick up the black purse.

threw the thick pile of red renminbi inside directly onto Song Qing's body.

Song Qing didn't react when he was smashed by those yuan.

When she reacted, she saw that all the red Grandpa Mao was falling around her body, Song Qing raised her head and looked at Yan Moshen a little dazedly, "I have already got the check you gave me, you don't have to use this money to smash it at me again." ”

Yan Moshen's face tightened.

"Don't touch anything in my office in the future."

"If you want money, call your assistant directly, and I'll call you directly."

"You are not allowed to come to the Yan Group again in the future."

Song Qing was shocked by Yan Moshen's cold voice that he blurted out, and he didn't dare to speak.

The last sentence.

scared Song Qing so much that he took several steps backwards again and again.

Yan Moshen looked at her indifferently, "Now, get out of here." ”

“……”

Song Qing clutched his bag.

He turned and ran towards the outside of the president's office.

Yan Moshen looked at the red RMB that fell to the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and the assistant walked over and bent over to pick up the RMB that fell on the marble floor one by one, stacked them into a thick pile and put them on the desk again, "I have already booked a restaurant for you to have lunch." ”

"No, I don't."

“……”

"Just order me a takeout."

"Okay."

The assistant felt that Yan Moshen's mood was not particularly good now.

Don't talk to him at this time.

Otherwise, it's really a bomb.

The assistant places the document in his hand directly on the desk.

He said cautiously, "This is the document you want, and I will put it on the desk for you." ”

"When you have time, you look at the signature."

After the assistant finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the office.

Silence returned to the office.

On the desk was a thick wad of red renminbi, a yellow folder, a black wallet, and a small but crumpled photo, which Yan Moshen stretched out with his fingertips and carefully put the photo back into his wallet.

……

Song Qing was still in shock when he walked out of the Yan Group's building.

Thinking of Yan Moshen's sudden mood.

Throw the money directly on yourself.

Thankfully, it's the money that's smashed.

If it was something else, maybe she wouldn't be able to stand here safely.

Song Qing stopped a taxi and got in.

Pick up the brand new check in your wallet.

Look at the numbers above.

Directly pouted and kissed the check, took out his mobile phone from the bag and called Song Mianmian directly, there was a beeping sound from the phone, and the mobile phone rang in less than three seconds before it was connected, thinking that Song Mianmian should be playing with the mobile phone now.

Song Mianmian's voice was lazy, "Got the money?" ”

Song Qing wanted to snicker.

But suddenly it occurred to me that there was a driver sitting in front of me.

Holding back his smile, "Of course your mother got it." ”

"That's good."

Song Mianmian was about to hang up the phone.

Suddenly, I heard Song Qing's unconcealable laughing voice, "Guess how much I got?" ”

Song Mianmian raised her eyebrows.

Could it be that Song Qing still got a large amount this time?

She thought about it carefully and replied, "It won't be like the last 500,000, right?" ”

"It's not."

"How much is that?"

"Guess what."

"A number more than 500,000 is still a smaller number than 500,000."

"More than half a million numbers."

Song Mianmian couldn't help but be a little frightened by Song Qing's words, more than 500,000? What reason did Song Qing ask Yan Moshen for money?

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