Sheng Ai First Lady

The door of the meeting room was kicked open. Xia Jin's face was extremely cold, and the bodyguards behind her were ashen-colored. It wasn't that they didn't want to stop her, but that the beauty dared to really treat the newly appointed director of the information department - who also slept next to the boss every night. woman hands up.

"Gong Shentuo, you promised me that I don't understand people from Murong's family, so your credit is so cheap?" Xia Jin didn't care about how many people were present, and Xia Jin asked with such a force that only the man at the front of the conference table could do it. contend.

The woman who is usually lazy, cute and charming like a cat is now extremely cold and stern.

Except for Miyazaki Takumi, the color of the pupils suddenly deepened, and the complexions of the people present more or less changed.

How many people present sighed, they thought that Xia Jin would be able to compete with Makino Zejing when she came back, that woman is too arrogant, one person is above ten thousand people, except for the boss of the palace, no one pays attention to her, she is cold Arrogant, she is a junior, so the elders of the Yemen elders will be resented.

"You can't even stop a woman, what are you doing?" Makino Zejing stood up, gave Xia Jin a cold look, and said to the bodyguard behind her, "Go down and get punished."

"Miss Makino neglected her duty, Yemen Dungeon was easily broken into, shouldn't she go and receive the punishment herself?" Xia Jin looked at Makino Zejing with a smile, and sarcastically said.

"What do you mean?" Makino Zejing called to the bodyguard who was about to retreat, "Who broke into the dungeon? Xiao Shi?"

Several bodyguards looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to speak, but glanced in Xia Jin's direction.

Xia Jin continued to laugh, "I heard that Xiao Shi is the most famous thief in the world. Your defense can't even stop me. How can you stop him?"

Makino Zejing's pretty face was reddish, she was so proud and arrogant that she could stand being questioned in front of so many people, "You're right, I was the one who hurt Murong Ye, boss This case is handed over to me, and I have the right to decide how to deal with them."

Condescending attitude, looking at Shang Xia Jin's gradually angry eyebrows, she spoke casually, her expression was haughty, but she couldn't hide her contempt, a Yemen traitor, the boss kept her by his side, it was just a humiliation, nothing more. Only she would be self-righteous and foolish enough to think that the boss has no more affection for her and take herself seriously.

Xia Jin burst into a smile, and the storm in her eyes receded instantly, leaving her spotless.

God testifies, Xia Jin is really good-tempered, she can bear what she can, but if the tiger doesn't get mad, does it really mean that she has no temper?

Evan raised his eyebrows. This scene is getting more and more exciting. Jingzi pissed Xia Jin off. Nan Shuer has always been well-bred and rarely really gets angry. After watching carefully, Xia Jin was laughing and cursing. It's all mixed with anger and anger, she is really not angry.

There was a "slap", a sharp slap, Xia Jin's slap barely left any strength, and a bright red slap immediately appeared on Makino Zejing's fair face.

Just as the voice fell, a louder slap surprised everyone in the conference room. Xia Jin felt that all the nerves on her face were numb with pain, her face was slapped aside, and the bloody smell rose from her throat.

"This slap is to warn you, Xia Jin, Jingzi is not someone you can move." The man's voice hit her ear bones heavily, and she should be unable to hear anything, but she could hear every word clearly.

Xia Jin didn't react for a while, until Tang Jian's ironic voice sounded coolly, "Xia Jin, you are a sinner now, and you are no longer the future mistress of Yemen who can do whatever you want, Jingzi is, Understand?."

She didn't need to look, every nerve ending on her skin could feel the complicated eyes from all directions in this conference room, mocking, pitiful, cutting her nerves as sharp as a knife.