shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 300
If Song Nian couldn't dodge in time and the chair fell, Song Nian's head would explode and he would bleed profusely.

Song Nian had been on guard for a long time, she knew Song Yinghui too well.

Dogs will jump over the wall when they are in a hurry, not to mention Song Yinghui who is cornered!

When Song Yinghui's vicious words sounded, she was already on guard.

Feeling the air getting closer and closer behind her, just when the chair was about to hit her, she suddenly moved sideways extremely sensitively, and everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Before Song Yinghui could react, he saw that Song Nian was no longer in front of him.

However, he tried his best to make Song Nian pay a heavy price, but it caused an irreparable burden for himself. Song Nian tripped him, and saw him staggering, holding the chair in his hand straight Pounce forward.

There was only a muffled bang, and Song Yinghui fell down in embarrassment, including the chair and the person.

The fall was not light. The chair hit the wall, and Song Yinghui's chest hit the chair leg. Before he could catch his breath, the chair slid down and took him with him. The man and the chair fell to the ground, and the chair hit Song Yinghui's head heavily.

This chair is not light, and it fell against his head. Without any protection measures, he was hit with stares, his eyes were dark, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his mouth.

"Ouch……"

Song Yinghui turned over and swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth. He looked at the chandelier on the ceiling of the conference room, and felt that there were countless chandeliers overlapping in front of him, which dazzled him.

After waiting for a long time, Song Yinghui finally got his life back.

With this fall, he felt that his whole body was going to fall apart, and it really is the age that is not forgiving.

No matter how well he takes care of himself, his body will not deceive him, and if something happens to him, he will be in trouble.

When Song Yinghui wailed again and again, his eyes suddenly darkened. Before he could react, Song Nian stepped on his face, "Sneak attack from behind?"

The stiletto of the white high-heeled shoes poked Song Yinghui's face fiercely, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

Compared with the physical pain, what he is suffering at this moment is his shame and embarrassment.

To be humiliated by a woman, or a woman who once stepped on her feet, is simply worse than death.

Song Nian didn't give up until Song Yinghui's face was covered with scars from the stiletto heels of high heels. She looked down at Song Yinghui from a high position and said, "Throw him out."

After the cold voice fell, Song Nian stepped over Song Yinghui and walked straight out.

Not long after she left, two tall men in suits and leather shoes walked in from the outside, picked up Song Yinghui who was on the ground without saying a word, and dragged them outside.

Poor Song Yinghui, the Song Group, which he had been with for most of his life, was dragged all the way like a bereaved dog without dignity under the eyes of all the employees, and then discarded in the flower bed outside the Song Group company.

After Song Yinghui was thrown into the flower bed, he was so dizzy that he couldn't move.

The aftereffects of being hit by a chair on the head are only now beginning to appear.

'Ouch', Song Yinghui suddenly vomited uncontrollably.

He was too lazy to turn over, or it could be said that he couldn't turn over, and his whole body was dull.

Before the vomit came out, he swallowed it back. He closed his eyes and waited for the stamina to pass.

Time passed by, and after a long, long time, Song Yinghui finally came to his senses. He struggled to sit up, shook his dizzy head, stood up and staggered to the side of the road.

He stopped a taxi and got in, then walked away.

It was late at night when Song Nian left the company after dealing with the handover issue of the Song Group.

She stood at the door of the company, raised her wrist to look at the time, there was a cool breeze, and she stood in all white under the night lights, so beautiful that it was unreal.

"Niannian-"

(End of this chapter)