Chapter 611: The sweetness between the male and female protagonists

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Shu Xiaomian cares most about this truth.

She wanted to see if she had guessed correctly, whether people's hearts were really so vicious, she looked at Subei curiously, and asked curiously:

"Secretary Su, who is it?"

"Yes, let's talk about it, this person dares to hurt us Xiaomian, I'm an old man, I will never let it go!" Xi Zhenze said indignantly.

Su Bei looked at Xi Shaoting in a complicated way, lowered his eyes, and was a little embarrassed.

Xi Shaoting noticed his gaze, and his eyebrows frowned: "Secretary Su, what do you mean by this?" Could it be me? โ€

"No, no, don't get me wrong, young master!" Su Bei hurriedly shook his head, and looked at his ninth master with a begging gaze.

He just felt that the answer was too heart-wrenching, and subconsciously glanced at the young master, it really didn't mean that!

Ninth Master, help me!

Xi Mushen's face was noble, his posture was elegant, the water cup in his hand stopped turning, and his thin lips opened: "Take the information." โ€

"Yes, Ninth Master." Su Bei walked over quickly and respectfully put the information in front of the ninth master.

Xi Mushen's slender hand picked it up and opened the file bag.

As he moved, the air tightened faintly, and everyone's eyes fell on the document.

Shu Xiaomian, Xi Zhenze, Xi Shaoting, are curious and looking forward to it.

Du Yuyin is calm and indifferent.

As for Qiao Yaran, her beautiful eyes swept over Du Yuyin, and a sinister sneer appeared in her eyes that was not noticed by everyone.

Heh, do you want to stay with Xi Shao and stay by Xi Shao's side? Impossible.

At this moment, Xi Mushen had already opened the file bag, and when he saw the information on it, his thick black sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was a little surprised.

"I'll see." Shu Xiaomian was curious, and the whole person turned to the side, not realizing that she was about to enter Xi Mushen's arms.

Xi Mushen quickly put away his emotions for the fragrance of the little woman, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he took the document a little to the right.

Because of his action, Shu Xiaomian didn't see it, so he could only follow his hand and move it to him again.

Then, the whole person leaned on him completely!

Xi Mushen was satisfied, hugged her little body, and smiled shallowly: "Well, look at it." โ€

Shu Xiaomian cared too much about the answer and didn't notice Xi Mushen's movements at all, so she leaned on his arms and let him hold him.

Xi Zhenze saw his youngest son's scheming, and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, he still has the heart to play tricks on other people's Xiaomian?

How do you feel like he's so bad? Not at all like the youngest son he used to know?

Xi Shaoting also noticed Uncle Jiu's movements, his eyes were dark, he felt dazzling, and looked away.

Finally!

Shu Xiaomian saw the answer, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she raised her eyes to look at Qiao Yaran in surprise:

"Secretary Joe?"

As soon as the three words came out, the air instantly became hot.

Qiao Yaran, who followed Xi Shaoting's side, was conscientious, hardworking, and a competent secretary with good work ability, not even worse than men.

Her efforts over the years have also been seen by everyone, and she can be said to be loyal to Xi Shaoting.

It turned out to be her!

"Miss Shu, are you mistaken? How could it be me? Qiao Yaran walked over in a panic as if she had been struck by lightning, and took the document in disbelief.

After seeing the investigation evidence above, she shook her head violently: "No, it's not me, it's really not me!" There is a problem with this information! โ€

Xi Mushen raised his eyebrows, looked at her with too cold eyes, and lifted his lips coldly:

"Secretary Qiao, is this doubting the ability of my special assistant?"

In a word, it's too cold and murderous.

Mian'er who caused him fell into such an embarrassing situation, how could he let it go?