Chapter 1947

Not far behind the tree, Ren Qian looks at the video in her mobile phone with satisfaction. She doesn't care about Xiang Yang's anger. From her point of view, it's just a scene of Lang Youqing ' It's just adding fuel to the fire.

"Ren Ai Xi, I'd like to see if the company can still be in your hands without less power." She sneered and turned away.

……

Ren Ai Xi pulls LAN Jin's wrist and runs from the school gate to the classroom. The time is just right. They are sitting in the last row gasping for breath and sweating on their forehead.

"I'm almost out of breath." LAN Jin clapped her chest and gasped.

Ren Ai Xi took out a piece of paper from her bag and gave it to her.

"Die and be invited to the office by Professor Mo tea, that horror?" She asked, panting and laughing.

"It's better to stop breathing." LAN Jin wiped her sweat, but she didn't even think about it. Old man Mo asked him to drink tea. She was suffocating for a second. She didn't even dare to think about it.

Ren Ai Xi laughed and said in a low voice, "now I can see that you are not afraid. You are afraid to die."

LAN Jin turns a white eye to her and is about to go back. The classroom suddenly quiets down and looks ahead. She immediately shuts up, lowers her head and takes out books and computers from her bag to minimize her sense of existence.

Ren Ai Xi saw her reaction, covered her mouth and forced to smile, too like an ostrich, silly and lovely.

A class, time flies, two people safely spent, but for LAN Jin, it is suffering, until mo old man disappeared at the door of the classroom, she felt safe.

On the other side.

Quan Jing didn't receive a reply from the other side. He was in a gloomy mood. He looked at his mobile phone intentionally or unintentionally. Until he left the club, his mobile phone didn't light up, and Jun's face was almost dripping with ink.

"President, do you know apartment or..." An yuan sat in the driver's seat and asked carefully.

He felt the pressure of the president was terrible.

Right scene legs overlap, playing with the mobile phone, cold mouth: "to the company."

"Yes." An yuan answered and started the car into the driveway.

Along the way, Quan Jing wondered whether the little guy was shy when he saw the message he sent, so he didn't return the message, or he was too busy to see the message. He preferred the former to the latter. It was the first time that she thought about a woman's psychology in this way.

Finally hesitated repeatedly, he turned out the number and dialed out.

The phone rang three times, and then answered. The haze was a little gentle, and she thought that she was definitely waiting for his call.

"What do you want to tell me?" He asked faintly.

Ren Ai Xi whispered to his friend and took his mobile phone out of the classroom: "aren't you busy?" She asked.

Quan Jing replied, "if you have something to say, I'll hang up." The tone is very drag.

Ren Ai Xi is ashamed. The tone is really unpleasant.

"I just want to ask you, when will you return home? I have something to ask you. " What she said was very euphemistic. After all, she was afraid of being rejected by him, which was a bit embarrassing.

Quan Jing heard her words, lips slightly up: "how, two days no see, just miss me." He joked.

Ren Ai Xi that speechless ah, this Ya of how so narcissistic.

"No, I just want to ask you about some things at work. If you don't have time, I'll go to someone else. If you're busy, I'll hang up." She spoke very quickly and was about to hang up.

Right scene cold voice scolds: "you hang a try."

She counseled immediately.

"Nothing to say but this?" Quan Jing asked her.

Ren Ai Xi stopped for a while and said, "No

"Are you sure?"

"It's not." She thought that he asked some inexplicable, suddenly thought of yesterday's two people's headlines.

Quan Jing is not happy to hear her answer. She is about to hang up when a voice rings at the other end of the phone.

Ren Ai Xi distorted his meaning and thought that he wanted her to bless them. He quickly said, "I see the news about you and the national goddess."

Quan Jing heard a sound and asked her to continue.

"You are just a couple of talented women, handsome men and beautiful women. They are a perfect match." As soon as she finished, a beep came from the other end of her cell phone.

He hung up the phone. Is she wrong?

She was at a loss and felt puzzled. She thought that he was angry on the other side of the phone and that he was not dialing. She turned off her cell phone and went back to the classroom.

Quan Chang smiles. He thinks that she can say something to question him. But he thinks it's a pair of praises. The joyful voice is very ugly. It seems that she can't wait to get rid of him.

"Immediately let he Yi withdraw the news for me and ban it." He threw out an angry sentence and closed his eyes.An yuan answers and immediately calls he Shao. He tells him that he can't help but sympathize with the national goddess. He has completely ruined his future. The phone call that the president just answered must belong to his wife.

He was very curious about what his wife said and made the president so angry.

After that day.

They didn't talk on the phone, and there were almost no topics about the national goddess and Quan Shao, including the advertisements they cooperated with. They all changed their spokesmen. It was only a week later that Ren Ai Xi learned from her classmates that she had offended the upper class and was banned.

After all, the person behind her is Quan Jing. Who dares to move him in business.

In this week, she never went back to the villa. Every day, she almost ran on both sides of the company and school. Neither Ren Qian nor Xiang Yang appeared. She lived a full life and knew about the company. At the same time, she applied for a major in design. She could only sleep three or four hours every day.

For looking for Quan Jing's help, I forgot about it, and I didn't disturb it by calling and sending messages.

It's not easy to carry it to Sunday. When she can have a day off, she is pulled to the bar by LAN Jin. Listening to the manic voice inside, she has no headache. But in order not to spoil her interest, she lies on the sofa with juice in her hand.

At the same time,

airports.

Quan Jing forcefully compresses the workload of half a month to a week. She learns from Aunt Lan's phone that she hasn't been back to the villa for a week. Her eyes are filled with anger. She throws the rest of her work to He Yi and goes back to the country early.

"Where is she now?" He asked, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.

Anyuan worried for his wife and said, "glamour bar." Then I felt a strong low pressure behind me.