Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Hearing the words, Song Sinian sat up straight, his eyes met Xia Wenjue's, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "XJ Group's strength is indeed good, but that's only for foreign countries. I'm thick, I don't have as many connections, can you beat me?"

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Although Xia Wenjue was very upset, he had to admit that what he said was the truth.

Even if the XJ Group has great hands and eyes abroad, but in China, they are indeed so far behind.

If Song Sinian was serious about it, they really couldn't compete with him in China.

For a moment, the air pressure in the entire study was terribly low, and Zhao Xi felt a little suffocated being sandwiched between the two big men.

"Cough cough... the two of you should drink some tea to calm down the fire." Zhao Xi coughed lightly and poured a cup of scented tea for the two of them.

Seeing that the two still didn't intend to touch the cup, he continued, "I know that both of you feel sorry for our wife, but have you ever thought that if the two really confront each other, it will be the wife who will be sad."

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Almost instantly, the hostile aura in the room dissipated instantly.

Only then did Zhao Xi secretly heave a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the two bosses in the shopping mall were afraid of their wives...

That's it!
"Since both of you are doing it for your wife's benefit, it shouldn't be a problem if you discuss something in advance, right?" Zhao Xi looked at Xia Wenjue and Song Sinian tentatively with a smile.

In fact, when Zhao Xi mentioned this sentence, he himself was very disturbed.

Although both of them were special to Lu Zhaozhao, this condition almost made them share information.

Both of them are big bosses in business, and each of them is an absolute leader in their own company. It is impossible for them to make concessions... It is impossible.

Just when Zhao Xi was thinking about the second plan, he saw two people nodding almost in unison.

"!!!"

Sure enough, she deserves to be their wife!
From the bottom of his heart, Zhao Xi wished he could dance on the spot!

But on the surface, he still maintained a calm expression and looked at the two people, and then said: "Why don't you two talk?"

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Obviously, the two sides have absolutely nothing to talk about.

Zhao Xi curled his lips in embarrassment, and reminded him in a low voice, "Ahem... sir, that mine..."

Song Sinian suddenly remembered that Zhao Xi had asked Xia Wenjue to meet alone before, his brows and eyes moved slightly, looked at Xia Wenjue and said, "I do have something to talk to you..."

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The next day, when Lu Zhaozhao woke up, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

But the weather was still gloomy and there was no light.

So Lu Zhaozhao who woke up didn't know what time it was.

"wake up?"

Suddenly, a gentle tone rang in his ears.

Lu Zhaozhao turned his head, just in time to see Song Sinian coming in with a dinner plate.

Lu Zhaozhao rubbed his sleepy eyes and smiled lightly, "Mr. Song, how do you know I'm awake?"

Song Sinian didn't say anything, but put the porridge beside her, gently pinched her little face, "Sit on the bed and eat after waking up, you had a bad fever yesterday."

Lu Zhaozhao reached out and touched his forehead with an expression of disbelief, "Really?"

She seemed a little uncertain, and even wondered if it was herself who had a fever yesterday.

Because after getting up in the morning, she only felt a little tired, and there was nothing wrong with it.

She thought it was because she slept too much yesterday until now.

Song Sinian saw her looking at him with frowning eyes, as if she didn't remember what happened yesterday at all.

He picked up the porridge on the table, took a spoonful of it and brought it to her mouth and said, "Come, let's eat first."

Lu Zhaozhao was taken aback for a moment, "I, I'll do it myself."

Unexpectedly, Song Sinian avoided it directly, "Let me come, that's what I ate yesterday..."

When he said this, his eyes deliberately swept around Lu Zhaozhao's small face.

He did feed Lu Zhaozhao yesterday, but she was almost half asleep, so it's normal not to remember.

He just wanted to make sure whether Lu Zhaozhao had any impression of what happened yesterday.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhaozhao looked at Song Sinian in shock, then looked at the spoon in her hand, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Did I ask for it? Then I...maybe I really got burned yesterday." Bar……"

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Song Sinian did not deny or admit it, but just looked at Lu Zhaozhao quietly, and then brought the porridge to her little mouth.

It seems that she really doesn't remember.

Lu Zhaozhao ate a few mouthfuls of porridge, and looked at Song Sinian with a somewhat guilty conscience, "What else did I do besides asking you to feed me yesterday?"

Song Sinian thought about it seriously, "Well, he even took my clothes off..."

"I, I might think you're a bit hot." Before Song Sinian finished speaking, Lu Zhaozhao immediately found a suitable reason for himself.

Unexpectedly, Song Sinian added next, "Then you said that touching the abdominal muscles is also to cool me down?"

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ha?Touch the abs?
Did she have a fever yesterday?She was burnt!

How could he even do things like touch his clothes and touch his abs?

Even if you have a fever, you can't burn out your integrity! ! !
Lu Zhaozhao looked at Song Sinian with a guilty face, his ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

She simply smashed the jar, and opened her mouth weakly, "I, what did I do yesterday? You tell me all about it, and I can make it up..."

Song Sinian looked at her guilty look, lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "It's gone, I fell asleep obediently after touching the abdominal muscles."

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Obediently fall asleep, just fall asleep, why do you insist on touching your abs! ! !
Lu Zhaozhao was about to growl in his heart.

It's okay for her to flutter after drinking, why do she do this kind of thing when she has a fever?

Sure enough, because of illness, his moral standards are also limited?

Lu Zhaozhao was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig out a three-bedroom and one living room, so she pursed her lips and changed the subject directly, "Mr. Song, you, when do you go to work?"

Song Sinian shrugged slightly, "You kept pestering me yesterday and refused to let me go, so I work from home today."

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Xiba, she shouldn't have asked too much!
Lu Zhaozhao was fed a few more mouthfuls of millet porridge by Song Sinian, and then he reached out and pushed the small bowl, "Mr. Song, I, I'm done eating."

As she said that, she was about to get up from the bed, but just as she was about to get out of bed, her whole body was instantly vacated.

Lu Zhaozhao hugged Song Sinian almost instinctively, and looked at him blankly, "Song, Mr. Song, what are you doing?"

Song Sinian raised his brows slightly, and said calmly, "Of course I'm holding you, where are you going? I'll carry you there..."