Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

And there were women in the presidential suite yesterday?

No wonder the president let him in with his eyes closed.

He cautiously looked at the person in front of him, but found that Fu Yunshen's face was not very good.

It seems to be a little ugly, and there is some anger.

Then, Ye Xuan, who came out, walked out and thought about things at the same time.

The president's face was not very good. Could it be that their president was forced to sleep? So angry?

However, he immediately shook his head again, who is their president? How is it possible to be slept with?

But it doesn't seem right, yesterday they had a Chinese medicine president and broke him up, could it be that someone got it?

……

After Xia Wei went back, he kept paying attention to the dynamics of yesterday's incident.

Sure enough, things didn't surprise her, and sure enough, someone started to check her.

The corners of her lips hooked, and her eyes were clear.

Since you want to check, then check.

He was afraid that he would never have thought that the person who almost slept with him was a high school student who was usually submissive and didn't talk much.

Thinking like this, her heart relaxed.

She found a decent restaurant to eat.

On the huge crystal TV screen, a piece of news is being broadcast:

According to insiders, the Han Group will declare bankruptcy overnight because Han offended the president of the Disheng Group......"

", the president of Disheng Group's wrist should not be underestimated, he is worthy of being the richest man in the empire, didn't the Han Group threaten to dominate the domestic cosmetics market some time ago, and shoot all other peers to death on the beach? Hehe, bankrupt so soon? The president of Disheng Group is really handsome. The girl in yellow next to her said happily, and at the same time had some emotion.

The girl next to her was a little more sensible, "Let me tell you, the one who can stand in this position is an old man." ”

Xia Wei paused, raised his head, and glanced at the position of the TV screen.

His body trembled, this person was a little ruthless.

Overnight, a large listed company went bankrupt?

However, I have to say that the means of the president of this Disheng Group are indeed quite means.

After eating, Xia Wei went back.

She stood in front of the mirror, and a figure was reflected in front of the mirror.

The man had ink-framed eyes, and his skin was yellowish and bloodless.

Wearing an old-fashioned floral top and loose slacks, a lively ...... Village girl.

She didn't care about these things before, and she never dressed herself.

Later, when she met Fu Mocheng, he told her that she looked very good, and he liked what she looked like, so she really didn't dress up anymore.

Now that I think about it, she was really stupid at the time, she could be deceived if she said so obviously.

She lowered the black-framed eyes that had been worn on her face, and at the same time lowered her hair.

Her current skin is a little bad, a little dull yellow, but these can be covered up if you dress them up well, and no matter how well you take care of them, they can get better.

She washed her face, put on a simple light makeup, found a white printed gauze dress, and wore it on her body.

In front of the mirror, her beautiful and elegant appearance was immediately printed.

The person in the mirror has a light and cold temperament, which is intimidating.

She hooked her lips at the person in the mirror and smiled slightly.

When she smiled, the cold temperament was instantaneous, like the ice and snow melting, and like spring flowers blooming everywhere, dazzling so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Xia Wei didn't want to maintain his previous appearance.

So, she decided to dress like this tonight and go out for a walk.

If other people saw her like this, they would definitely be amazed, but Xia Wei decided to keep a low profile.

For someone like Xia Wei who died once.

She somewhat likes quiet places.

So, as she walked, she came to a quiet place.

At night, the cool breeze gusts and the leaves rustle.

At this time, a voice came from the place in front of her, which seemed to be begging for mercy, "Mr. Fu, please spare me, I really don't dare." ”