How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1167 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 355 Thousands of beloved little princesses.

Xia Huan paused when she went downstairs, and subconsciously glanced at the time, it was already past 8 o'clock.

At this time on weekdays, he should have appeared in the president's office of Yinhai Group long ago.

She took a breath, and rested for a while while talking to him: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Peach Blossom eyes squinted indifferently, and bit out a few words in a calm manner: "I ask where you are going."

"Well, go to the hospital, I told you before."

It turned out to be going to the hospital.

The cold tone unknowingly softened a little: "You don't need to live there all the time when you go to the hospital, you can go there during the day and come back at night."

Xia Huan rolled her eyes: "Forget it, I still won't occupy the magpie's nest, you go and bring your precious daughter back from Liang Musheng."

Xishang lost the newspaper, and walked slowly to the stairs, clinging to his coffee cup, leaning on the handrail in a leisurely and calm manner: "Alright, prepare some medicine for bruises, in case someone is smashed and beaten, you can rescue yourself Take it for yourself."

This fueled bitch!
See how he explained to his daughter that he abandoned her mother without hesitation for his own benefit at a critical moment.

Xia Huan curled her lips and walked downstairs in one breath.

It was her fault that she broke Cao Qi's legs, but if Cao Qi hadn't been holding on to the car door, he wouldn't have been caught under the car, so everyone is at fault, okay?
It's a pity that the word "wrong" would not be easily placed on the rich.

"Leave without breakfast?"

Behind him, a very insincere sentence came from the man.

Xia Huan dragged the suitcase, walking non-stop: "I have no appetite."

Pushing open the door, Liang Musheng's car appeared in the yard at some point from a distance, leaning over to lift a little girl in a blue tutu skirt out of the passenger seat.

The distance was a little far, but the little girl seemed to be asleep, lying softly on the man's shoulder, except for stretching her waist when she was carried out, she didn't move during the whole process.

But I can still see her long hair that naturally hangs down to her waist, and she doesn't dress up deliberately, but just the clothes, a cartoon hairpin, and a pair of shoes are probably worth more than six figures. Under the sun, her skin is as white and tender as snow, like She is the most spoiled and loved little princess in the castle.

Xishang's daughter.

Xia Huan clenched her fingers tightly on the suitcase.

For some reason, her eyes were a little sour. She lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, deliberately going around in another direction.

But as if deliberately torturing her, Mr. Liang's president turned around and forced her to come over: "Do you have time? Can you chat for a while?"

inconvenient.

Xia Huan gritted her teeth, but thinking that she had made too many enemies in Liangcheng, one thing more is worse than one thing less, so she endured it: "What's wrong?"

The man's eyes are deep: "Has she...has contacted you?"

Who this 'she' refers to is naturally self-evident.

All Xia Huan's attention was uncontrollably attracted by the sleeping little girl in his arms.

The small body is shrunk in the tall and broad chest of Liang Musheng's top model, which is extraordinarily weak and pitiful. The small cherry mouth is slightly pouting, breathing evenly, and the sunlight falls on her snow-white skin, which makes her grow a little tender. Comes with a crystal clear gloss.

In the hot summer, cold sweat broke out on the back somehow.

She lowered her head almost in a panic: "No, no."

(End of this chapter)