Chapter 400 is recorded
Considering that Song Xingyue is an old lady, and the other party's current identity is also relatively special, in the end, the security guard has no choice but to report to the boss again.
originally thought it was a very easy problem to deal with, but when he received the news from his subordinates, Wan Chi's face was obviously a little sunk.
"Miss Xingyue carried out the old lady and her belly and was still entangled with the security guard downstairs, so I went down first."
After bowing respectfully to Wan Qiyan, he also turned and left.
The rest of the huge office are Wan Qiyan, his sister Xiaodough who was picked up by the other party, and the secretary who brought in snacks.
"I'm going to a meeting, you sit here and watch TV, don't just run around, you know? When do you have to talk to the secretary sister on the side. ”
Bent over, patiently and the little powder ball in front of him told him again, and then he walked away.
Wan Qiyan's behavior at this scene also surprised the female secretary standing on the side.
But the person who can enter the Wan Qian Group to become a secretary will definitely not be simple, and in a moment's effort, the original calm will be restored on the surface.
It's just that when he looked at his sister Xiao Fan who was sitting obediently on the side, the gentle arc on his face became stronger.
I don't know where the president got such a cute little dough from.
I didn't expect that the president, who has always been indifferent to everything, would be so patient and gentle with a little girl.
downstairs
Song Xingyue's refusal to give up finally attracted Wan Chi.
Looking at Wan Chi who stepped over, Song Xingyue's face became more and more ugly, but the arrogance in her bones made her look at Wan Chi with a thick disdain.
As Wan Chi approached, he deliberately straightened his stomach.
It's like telling him that his current self is not what it used to be.
I, Song Xingyue, am the iron version of the master mother of the Wan Qi family.
Song Xingyue's move and the arrogant posture on his face, Wan Chi naturally saw it in his eyes.
The eyes under the glasses flickered slightly, and the surface was as light as usual.
"Miss Xingyue, please go back!"
There is a kind of polite politeness in the clear words, not a kind of respect for the master mother from the heart.
But is this housewife's respect worthy of the person in front of her?
"Wan Chi, do you know what you're talking about."
Song Xingyue, who had an arrogant face, obviously collapsed the expression on her face after hearing the other party's words.
This damn Wan Chi, he deliberately wanted to go against himself.
"Do you know that I am pregnant with the future heir of this Wan Qi family."
Damn, as long as she sits firmly in the position of the housewife of the Wan Qi family, the first person she will get rid of is him.
There was a poisonous sting flashing in his eyes.
"Then wait for the new head of the Wan Qi family to take the throne one day, and Miss Xingyue will come and talk to Wan Chi again!"
The fall of the voice signaled the bodyguards on the side to step forward directly to carry the person away.
Looking at the bodyguards who surrounded the head of the family, Song Xingyue realized that the other party was not joking.
After all, it was professionally trained, no matter how Song Xingyue struggled, she didn't break free from their hands, and she was even forced away by the two.
Xu knew that Song Xingyue had a difficult relationship, and the two bodyguards stood directly near the gate to prevent the other party from coming to the door to make trouble again.
Looking at Wan Chi who stepped in, and then at the two bodyguards who were standing, Song Xingyue's face became more and more hideous.
Wan Chi
The mouth gritted his teeth and read these two words, there was a feeling of wanting to break these two words before he was willing, and his eyes were even more vicious in the direction of the gate, even if Wan Chi had already entered at this time and could not see it for a long time, but Song Xingyue still did not retract his gaze, as if he wanted to deeply remember the humiliation he suffered today.