How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1039 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 227 You have lowered your demeanor for no reason.

"Go home for me?"

Xia Huan raised an index finger, and slowly pushed his hand away: "Didn't Mr. Xi return to China because his development in New York was not going well? If it's really not going well, don't put the hat on me. For my return to China, then I can honestly tell you that it’s not worth it, because I’m also very busy with work, and I don’t necessarily spend much more time in China than you.”

not worth it.

It turned out that it wasn't worth it for him to do this...

Xishang smiled softly, bent down to look at her, and said softly, "It doesn't matter, the decision I made, even if it's not worth it, will make it worth it."

When he was neither angry nor annoyed, his appearance was always a bit sinister. Xia Huan always knew that this man was difficult to deal with, and it was when he was not moving, let alone when he was going to deal with her in turn.

After a moment of silence, she took the initiative to put her arm around his neck: "I didn't mean to make you angry. This movie was signed half a year ago. I like the script very much. The team is also top-notch. I really don't want to miss it. I hope I can Through its transition to the film and television industry, you know that it will be relatively easy, and you will be able to spend more time with you in the future."

In such a scene, there is too much water in perfunctory.

Xishang even clearly saw the elements of acting in her eyes, and she was not pretentious. After all, her acting skills were honed under the eyes of hundreds of millions of people.

But she rarely acts in front of him.

Obviously, on the day he returned to China, she happily went to greet him and said that if things didn't go well abroad, she would come back.

Since when did you suddenly become unhappy?

About……

Frames of images flashed through my mind, amidst Qing Xiaomo's extremely contemptuous eyes and complaints, the image of Xia Huan chatting with that sick and petite woman vaguely flashed across...

……

A huge force pushed over from behind, Chu Shishi's fragile body couldn't bear it, and she knelt heavily on the ground.

Just kneeling on the edge of the carpet, the severe pain from the knee made the girl's already bloodless little face paler.

A few steps away, the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window turned around. He was slender, half of his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, unpredictable and complicated, but his voice was clean and delicate: "Don't be so rude to the lady, find a seat for me." She sits."

Before the people behind her stepped forward, Chu Shishi had already stood up dangling on the ground.

Because of being ill for many years, her skeleton was very slender and thin, as if it could be blown down by just a breeze, but there was an unyielding coldness in her bones.

This is probably the arrogance of the rumored Chinese refined scholars.

She slowly swept the non-existent dust on her sleeves, and smiled softly: "Xi always has something to tell me, just make a phone call, why use this method that was only popular in the barbaric era to lower your status for nothing? your demeanor."

In the blurred light and shadow, the man's paper-thin lips drew a little meaningless arc: "I also want to communicate with Ms. Chu in a civilized way, but I'm worried that you won't understand, so I trouble you to go."

"Oh? Has Xi always encountered something difficult?"

Chu Shishi sat down in the single sofa chair, raised her head, her small face was fair and innocent: "I'm sorry, I'm not in good health, I need to sit down to have the strength to talk to Mr. Xi, don't you mind?"

Xishang narrowed his eyes, and the deep eyes fell on her innocent little face.

(End of this chapter)