"You give me a little serious," he looked at Shen Wangshu with a smile, "or I'll step on you again." ”

"You dare!" Although Shen Wangshu was stiff on his mouth, he still obediently let go of Song Yiqing.

"Why wouldn't I?" Funny and provocative, Song Yiqing said, "You must help me, I'll invite you to dinner when it's over." ”

After that, without waiting for Shen Wangshu to respond, he ran away again like a gust of wind.

Dignified Shen Wangshu, a president who wants to be windy and rainy, a man of the wind who stomps his feet and has to shake in City A, how can he lack this meal?

The doting in his eyes deepened, and Shen Wangshu touched his chin playfully, thinking about something.

Well... It seems that the ravioli I ate last time was not bad.

In a relaxed mood, he picked up the suit hanging on the leather chair and pressed the landline phone again.

"Xiao Wang, get ready to get out of the car."

"Okay, boss."

Black cars speeding down the road.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Shen wants to see you." In the luxurious villa, the maid said to Ang Lee, who was sitting on the sofa and holding a woman on the left side of his shirtless body.

Mr. Shen?

There are only two people in City A who dare to call themselves Mr. Shen, one is Shen Junlai, the old man of the Shen family who used to kill both black and white, and the other is his young eldest grandson, business genius Shen Wangshu.

Old Man Shen is over seventy years old, and he has already retired and doesn't ask about the world, so this Mr. Shen must be Shen Wangshu.

Whether it is Old Man Shen or Young Master Shen, Li An can't climb it, let alone have a connection, it's just an extravagant hope, and now he suddenly comes to the door, isn't he dreaming?

Li An blinked in confusion, obviously unable to believe what the servant said.

Before Li An could accept the facts, Shen Wangshu appeared dazzlingly like a king, followed by Ah Quan and five black-clothed bodyguards, with uniform black sunglasses and a solemn face.

"Shen... Mr. Shen! ”

Putting on a piece of clothing haphazardly and getting up from the sofa in a hurry, Li An was very excited, and his face was full of flattering smiles.

"Yan Qiujin's matter, are you doing ghosts behind your back?" Shen Wangshu sat down nobly and elegantly, glanced at Li An, and his tone was a little terrifying.

"Uh... That one... Uh," Li An smiled a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Shen, where did you hear the news?" ”

"Answer me."

Ang Lee's grinding and chirping made Shen Wangshu a little impatient, and his tone was even more frightening, like a Shura from hell, eerie and terrifying, making people shudder.

Li An was almost frightened by Shen Wangshu's terrifying attitude, his face was pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble and break out in a cold sweat, "Yes... Mr. Shen, I did it. ”

Wasn't Mr. Shen already married some time ago? How can you trouble yourself for a woman?

Don't...?

What is that Yan Qiujin is Mr. Shen's underground lover...!

The more he thought about it, the more Ang Lee felt that he was going to be finished, and he actually provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.

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"Mr. Shen... Mr. Shen! I... I know it's wrong, I'll stop immediately," Ang Lee almost burst into tears. "I apologize to Miss Yan! Press conference! You have a lot of adults, don't be like me as a villain. ”

"Tomorrow, I want to see your performance," Shen Wangshu grimaced, "Then, if I see you again, then there will be no one like you in the world, understand?" ”

Small Theatre:

Shen Wangshu: (Wagging his tail wildly!) I did what you told me to do! (Asking for praise means.) ）

Song Yiqing: (Indifferent eyes.) Oh.

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Collection reviews recommend three consecutive ~

Collection reviews recommend three consecutive ~