Tang Xin raised his eyes in panic, but he looked at Song Qinbei's playful eyes, "Act with me, and your salary will be doubled." ”

Hearing the previous sentence, Tang Qinbei was furious, and he dared to love Song Qinbei who used himself as a shield, and wanted to help her with the artillery fire, she was about to have a seizure, and when she heard the next sentence, all the dissatisfaction in her heart disappeared.

Raise your salary! What could be lovelier than a salary! But...... If she cooperates with Song Qinbei to act, won't the old man be cold? She can't serve the two masters alone! Tang Xin peeked at the old man's reaction, a little hesitant.

Qin Shuang saw the men and women snuggled together, her whole body trembled with anger, and her eyes were red: "She is just the eyeliner arranged by your grandfather by your side, where can she compare to me?" I have a genuine heart for you.

And what about her? All she wants is your money! ”

Qin Shuang couldn't accept it, the aura of Bai Fumei from childhood to adulthood made her unable to accept a woman who was inferior to herself in every way.

She looked at Tang Xin's cheap stall, and she was even more indignant.

"But I just like the way she looks like she's a money obsesser."

Song Qinbei hugged Tang Xin tighter, "Moreover, she worked hard in bed." ”

Tang Xin: ...... Is this Nima speaking in human language? Old Man Song and Mrs. Song are both here, what are they talking about?! Do you want to be old-fashioned? Moreover, how does he know if her kung fu is good or not, he hasn't tried it! Tang Xin was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to get into the cracks in the ground.

Old Man Song and Lin Zhi said at the same time that they had no face to listen.

Qin Shuang was stunned for a while, her eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, she hated Tang Xin, eager to tear Tang Xin to pieces, "Heh...... I can't imagine that the president of the Song Group, who has always been noble and ascetic, would like this kind of tone in private......"

"No wonder Qin Bei doesn't want to look at me, it turns out that his soul has long been taken away by you slut!"

Qin Shuang couldn't wait to chop Tang Xin to pieces.

She tried hard to adjust her emotions, and barely squeezed out a generous smile: "Qinbei, I can accept you raising women outside, I can accept as many as I want."

As long as your person is mine, as long as you are willing to marry me. ”

Tang Xin was stunned, what an infatuated woman.

If she had been Song Qinbei, she would have been moved a long time ago.

Sure enough, love makes people humble.

"Miss Qin, I think you're mistaken."

Song Qinbei's voice was faint, "My wife will only be the person I love deeply."

I advise you to die of this heart. ”

Heartless enough.

Tang's henchmen scolded a few times.

Next, Qin Shuang was hit like an eggplant beaten by frost, and it wilted in an instant.

After solving this rotten peach blossom, Song Qinbei ignored the faces of the old man and Lin Zhi, and dragged Tang Xin out of the hospital.

When I got out of the hospital, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Soon, An Zuo's car also rushed over.

"Send her back."

Song Qinbei, who was still playing a deep affection with her in front of everyone just now, was cold at the moment.

It's like a change of face in a second.

Tang Xin was speechless, seeing Song Qinbei's ruthlessness, she waved her hand: "No need, I can go back by myself." ”

In the next second, Song Qinbei followed An Zuo to get into the car.

Soon, the car drove away quickly, leaving a place of exhaust fumes.

Tang Xin: ...... Stinky scumbag, big bastard! The cold wind blew through the night and froze Tang Xin with goosebumps all over his body, and the tip of his nose was red.

I finally tossed home, and it was already two o'clock in the evening.

Tang Xin opened the door, but found "Xiaobao"

I didn't sleep at all, and was sitting on the sofa in my bear pajamas and waiting for her obediently.

"Xiaobao, why haven't you slept yet?"

Tang Xin was surprised: "I have to go to class tomorrow." ”

"I'm waiting for my mom to come back, or I won't be able to sleep."

The room was still lit up, and the warm orange light fell on Qian'er's immature little bun face, and Tang Xin almost suspected that he was dazzled.

Why do you think Qian'er is so similar to Song Qinbei? Is it hallucination? She rubbed her head, yes, it must be.

"I'm sorry, baby, I went to the place you said and didn't find the bookstore at all, did you remember wrong?"

"Probably."

Qian'er said cautiously and carefully.

Mom is too simple.

I'm sorry Mom, I just wanted you to find your father quickly.

Qian'er apologized to Tang Xin in a low voice but very reverently.

"Then what about your books, didn't you say that you want to use them in class tomorrow, and your kid didn't tell me earlier, so that I can still give you online shopping in advance."

Tang Xin was a little worried.

"Mom, don't worry, I can borrow my tablemate, he is willing to share it with me."

Qian'er sat obediently.

"Well, okay then, I'll buy it for you online tomorrow, it's not too early, go to sleep."

Tang Xin yawned, and she took Qian'er's hand and came to the bedroom.

It's just that she became more and more confused.

If you can borrow one from the same table, why let her buy books in the middle of the night.

Why didn't you tell her in advance? Xiaobao recently, it seems a little weird...... It may also be that she has been under pressure at work recently, causing her to think about everything.

Early the next morning, Tang Xin sent "Xiaobao"

After going to school, I continued to the company.

She came to her workstation and was groggy all morning, feeling unable to do anything.

There seems to be some fever all over the body.

Some hot.

Even the exhaled heat was hot and scorching.

Tang Xin moved her body with difficulty, she turned on the computer and sent an email to Song Qinbei.

"President, I seem to have a fever, can I take a leave of absence and go home?"

The picture is a meme of a child covering his face and crying.

After Song Qinbei received the email, he glanced at Tang Xin, who was flushed, and deleted the email directly.

"Didn't the old man send you to spy on me 24 hours a day? Do you want to be absent from work? ”

Song Qinbei glanced at Tang Xin coldly.

Tang Xin suddenly wilted, and the idea of asking for leave disappeared.

She gritted her teeth, her head groggy, and her upper and lower eyelids fought.

After a while, Tang Xin's head sank, and he fell asleep on the sofa with his neck crooked.

"Tang Xin, print this document for me."

Song Qinbei threw the document on Tang Xin's side.

He was echoed by the sound of a woman's shallow breathing.

Song Qinbei frowned and got up, but saw Tang Xin holding the pillow, tilting his head, and falling asleep on the sofa.

Does this woman treat the company as her home? Song Qinbei's face was gloomy, and his slender and good-looking fingers twisted Tang Xin's face, "Get up for me." ”

But the little woman slept like a pig.

I pinched her face and deformed it, and I didn't see the slightest sign that she was going to wake up.

Song Qinbei was angry and funny, and at the same time, he noticed that something was wrong with the touch on his hands.

Scald.

It's hot.

Song Qinbei's eyes deepened a little, and he probed his big hand on Tang Xin's smooth head.

In the next second, the back of his hand was burned and retracted directly.

Why is it so hot? Song Qinbei twisted his eyebrows and called An Zuo over, "Go call the doctor and show her what's going on." ”

"Yes!"

Soon, Song Qinbei's personal doctor was called over, and after examining Tang Xin, it was found that she had a high fever of 39.5 degrees.

The doctor gave Tang Xin a hanging bottle and left.

And Tang Xin lay in Song Qinbei's exclusive VIP lounge, lying from morning to afternoon.

The consciousness is up and down, and the whole person is confused.

Her mind flashed through the past.

I dreamed of that night five years ago again.

She was bound, imprisoned, like a lamb to the slaughter, reduced to a meal for a strange man.

She even remembered how the man felt her.

Domineering, cold, extremely aggressive.

At this moment, Song Qinbei came to the lounge to see Tang Xin after the meeting.

Da-da-da-da.

Footsteps rang out.

And the footsteps overlapped with the footsteps of the man five years ago.

Tang Xin's consciousness opened his eyes dimly, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Song Qinbei's tall and long body approached her.

For some reason, Tang Xin even felt that Song Qinbei was very similar to the man five years ago! Why is it so similar...... The man's big cold hand fell lightly on her forehead, and a hoarse voice sounded from the dark night, "The fever has subsided." ”

What happened next Tang Xin couldn't remember.

She fell into a groggy sleep.

Tang Xin slept until the afternoon, and found that he had woken up from Song Qinbei's VIP lounge.

And the back of her hand is still attached to the small white medical tape after the infusion.

Last night, was it an infusion in her company? Unexpectedly, Song Qinbei still had some kindness.

After she got up, she came to Song Qinbei's office.

"President, I have recovered some strength now and can continue to work."

Tang Xin was a little ashamed.

"Hmm."

The man said lightly.

Tang Xin sat obediently at the workstation on the side, she held the computer, opened the drawing tool, and sketched there.

Although she is Song Qinbei's secretary and does the job of monitoring him, there seems to be nothing to monitor at the end of the day.

Most of the work is still boring.

Tang Xin watched Song Qinbei work there, and sketched a similar comic face of Song Qinbei.

Idle, she simply used the computer to draw comics there by herself.

The name of the comic is "Don't Pick Up Your Boyfriend in the Trash Series - Bastard Don't Mess With Me".

It's a pretty good name.

Tang Xin thought secretly.

While sketching Song Qinbei's appearance in the comic manuscript, she quickly typed and arranged characters for the characters.

The name of the character in the comic is Song Qinbei, who is a domineering, ruthless and bastard scumbag.

Tang Xin seems to have opened the door to a new world, and has been sketching and drawing there, making Song Qinbei deflated in various ways in the comics.

And Song Qinbei had already processed most of the documents at the moment, seeing Tang Xin secretly smiling while his eyes were shining at the computer, the mouse and hand were non-stop, looking like an Internet addicted girl.

Is it playing games during work hours? Song Qinbei frowned and walked over.

On the contrary, Tang Xin was very alert, and when Song Qinbei came to her, she quickly snapped the computer and closed it.

"What are you doing?"

Song Qinbei twisted his eyebrows and said unhappily.

"I'm working."

Tang Xin was serious, "These things are all to be reported to the old man, don't want to peek." ”

"I'm from the old man's side."