Dressed in a well-tailored suit, he seemed to be returning from the Ice Age, and his indifference and arrogance poured out.

Just by looking at it, Song Xi'er's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She steadied herself, turned around, greeted him, and smiled a little stiffly, "You're back, Mr. Shi." ”

As she spoke, she opened the door.

Just as she was about to enter the room, Shi Jingchen stopped behind her, "What?" Afraid of me so much? ”

"Afraid?" She paused and looked sideways at him, "No, why am I afraid of my cousin?" ”

On the surface, he is strong, but he is really afraid of him in his heart.

Mainly, he always gives her an unfathomable feeling, and it is difficult to know what is going on in his heart.

"Who gave you permission to call me cousin?" He spoke in a cold, calm voice.

"Huh?" Song Xi'er pursed her lips, "Didn't you say that as long as I tell you the purpose, you will let me stay?" ”

"I already sent you a message during the day, but you didn't reply to me." She glanced at him, then looked away.

It's not that she has a weak heart, but his sharp gaze, as if he is interrogating a prisoner, makes her a little unbearable.

He was still silent, and Song Xi'er asked again: "Mr. Shi, you should have received the message, right?" I'd like to know if you can get me into the company's design department, you should have seen my resume-"

"Who said you could stay if you told me the purpose?" He interrupted him with a deep voice.

He took a step closer, and the aura around him was extremely cold.

She frowned slightly and looked at him, "Didn't you say that?" ”

"I didn't say that if you just prevaricate a reason, you can stay."

At this moment, Song Xi'er felt uncomfortable, didn't that mean it? After saying the purpose, she can stay.

But he's playing with words now?

She was unconvinced, "I didn't prevaricate you, I really want to work in the company." ”

Why didn't he believe her?!

Shi Jingchen looked at her, the picture of her getting out of Chi Ze's car flashed in his mind, and he sneered: "You didn't tell your true purpose. ”

"Then what do you say, what is my real purpose?"

Shi Jingchen was a head taller than her, and he looked down at her, "You entered the Shi Group for men." ”

"Men?" Song Xi'er's eyes widened.

He took another step closer, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were actually deep and full of indifference, "On the surface, he looks harmless, but secretly he is looking for a useful man for himself." ”

Judging from tonight's gathering, she is by no means as simple as it seems.

became her aunt's daughter for no reason, she must be playing some wishful thinking.

He can be regarded as having seen countless women, every woman who is close to you cannot be pure, most of them are for profit.

The Song Xi'er in front of her is no exception.

Song Xi'er was confused, "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Shi Jingchen seemed to think this question was funny, and raised his hand and slapped his palm twice, "It's really good acting." Isn't it what you want to send you back tonight, and you have a prey so soon? ”

"Nonsense!" Song Xi'er's face instantly turned cold.

He was also there tonight, and it was obviously Ikesawa who approached her and proposed to send her home, but before tonight, she didn't know this guy named Ikesawa at all.

But this Shi Jingchen obviously didn't believe her.

Just when the atmosphere was almost frozen, Shi Jingchen's mobile phone suddenly rang, and he picked it up, "What's wrong?" ”

On the other end of the phone was Su Baiyuan, the vice president of the company, "Brother Chen, the plan proposed at yesterday's meeting was blown." The scheme was leaked. ”

Scheme leaked?

Shi Jingchen looked down at Song Xi'er's staring eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke into the phone in a cold voice: "I know." ”

He hung up the phone directly, looking at the girl in front of him with a fierce gaze, and in the next second, his powerful arm directly pushed Song Xi'er into the room.

Song Xi'er was frightened by his sudden movements, and vigilantly assumed a fighting posture, "What are you doing?" ”