Young Master Yan's lazy and cold temperament, even if his own strength is high, he usually looks sleepy and ignorant to everyone, let alone fight with others.

Especially since this man is still his father!

Not to mention, mature and steady, occasionally naïve in front of his baby son, but it doesn't hurt.

How did these two people fight, they are really curious.

"I don't have time to say, follow me first!"

The woman's high heels clattered against the marble floor, her steps were messy and urgent, and it seemed that the situation was really grim.

Song Jin silently glanced at WeChat, which had not yet returned, turned around and sneaked to the president's elevator, knocked out the security guard guarding the door, and went directly to the top floor when no one was paying attention to the chaos outside.

Even though she was new to the city, she knew the location of the president's office at a glance - because there were so many people outside.

Both father and son had obviously been trained by the devil in the barracks, and Yan Jin took off his blazer outside, and the shirt displayed inside was the same as his words and deeds - the cuffs were directly pulled up, revealing white and firm, smooth muscles, and under the thin transparent skin, there was infinite strength and explosiveness.

The handsome and fair-skinned face of the young man was cold and terrifying, and his moves were extremely crisp and neat, full of ruthlessness, and the security guards really couldn't stop him, and Yan Jin's face on the other side was also not very good.

But they didn't shout to stop, but took it seriously, and both of them ignored the security guards next to them who wanted to persuade them to fight but had to be forced to back down!

Song Jin said secretly, no wonder so many people can't stop it, it's not that they can't stop it, but they don't dare to stop it at all!

They fought too hard and crazy, and they were all systematically trained, and they were inseparable from each other, if someone suddenly stepped forward, it was likely that they would be disabled by one of them with one punch!

The office was swept away by a strong wind, and things fell to the ground, and it was a mess.

The women of the secretariat couldn't help, just gossip in a hurry.

"Don't ask, I don't know much, I heard that it seems to be because of a woman who started the fight!"

"Who? Could it be the president's wife? But she's not already ......."

"No, I don't know, it's not the president's wife anyway......"

Song Jin was listening to the crowd with great interest, completely unaware that this woman was probably referring to her, and suddenly there was an exclamation next to her.

Yan Jin gradually fell behind, as words and deeds said, his father really couldn't fight him except for being mature and rich.

Even physical strength......

Song Jin blinked, and suddenly realized.

The woman in the secretary's words just now, since it doesn't refer to his mother in words and deeds, it can't be her!

Song Jin really didn't expect it to be herself, she thought that after so many days, the two fathers and sons had already finished explaining, and since they had finished explaining, it naturally had nothing to do with her!

But now it seems that the matter has not been resolved, but has become serious enough to start the use of force?!

Seeing that this group of people would only watch the show, seeing that this naïve father and son were really going to hurt each other, Song Jin reluctantly rushed in, and while neither of them was paying attention, he directly knocked Yan Jin unconscious and fell to the ground with a blade, and then reflexively stopped his words and deeds.

The boy had already collected most of his strength when he saw her come in, but it didn't hurt her, and he saw her squatting down as if he wanted to help his father up, but he suddenly saw her surging surprise and eagerness and his expression turned cold inch by inch, and finally condensed into cold ice that could not be dissolved.

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