How can the president be fierce

Chapter 896 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 83 If you don't go, don't go, I'll find another male companion.

Xia Huan watched helplessly as he sat down at the dining table calmly instead of a guest, his face turned pale with anger.

Neuropathy!
Turning around and rushing straight into the bedroom, before closing the door, the waist suddenly tightened, and the man's slender waist was already close to him, getting very close: "Are you angry?"

Xia Huan tensed up, trying to struggle, but found that his strength was amazing.

"Western merchants!!" She gritted her teeth and called, "Do you know that this is called trespassing? I can call the police right now..."

"Okay, no one's stopping you."

The man raised his eyebrows: "See if I act faster, or the police came sooner."

Such a soft and watery voice was strangely full of astonishing aggression, like a densely woven net covering it, there was no escape, no escape.

Xia Huan's head buzzed, and he was stunned.

Until he felt that he had started to move, he immediately coaxed him wisely, pressed his big hand, and smiled dryly: "Eat, eat supper!!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was trembling violently.

Xishang obviously noticed it, and laughed inexplicably.

Xia Huan was annoyed by his laughter, and tried to elbow him, who the hell.

……

In front of the dining table, crystal lamps reflect bright light.

Xia Huan still has an announcement tomorrow, so she didn't dare to eat supper, so she just washed an apple and ate it, resting her chin on one hand and watching the man opposite him eat supper in a gentle way.

On the small arm of his exposed right hand, a 5 cm long faint scar attracted her attention: "Where did the injury come from?"

How could such a man who was so elegant and delicate in every aspect of his life, who didn't work in the kitchen or work as a coolie, have such a long scar on his body?
Couldn't it be that on a certain day in a certain year and a certain month, his sweetheart, Vice President Zhao, was bullied and left behind when he was a hero to save the beauty?

Tut tut...

This is to be handed over to Qing Xiaomo, who instantly fills her brain with a 200 million-word sweet short story.

Xishang's eyes were stained with a bit of teasing: "Do you feel distressed?"

Xia Huan clicked on the apple and gave him a supercilious look.

Distressed a wool!It's not about saving her!
The apples were almost finished, so I remembered the serious business, and hurriedly said: "By the way, there is a charity dinner next week, and the organizer asks you to attend it with me. Look..."

The man's brows and eyes were indifferent, and he looked indifferent: "What day is it?"

She gave the date expectantly: "Wednesday."

"No time to."

...It's really simple.

If you can spare a day's working time for Vice President Zhao, you can't spare a night's non-working time for her.

If you don't have time, you don't have time, what's so great, she doesn't care about it!

Straighten your back, and chase people away in a serious manner: "Are you full? Can you leave when you are full? I'm going to bed. President Xi is not the only one who is busy, but I am also busy, okay?"

Xishang glanced at her obviously emotional face, and his thin lips curled up a little, but it was rare for him to explain patiently: "I'm not fooling you, I do have very important things to do on Wednesday."

Xia Huan spread her hands: "I didn't say you were fooling me."

"I didn't say it, but why did I vaguely see the words 'bastard', 'scumbag' and 'die' from your face?"

"..."

Xia Huan was taken aback, quickly adjusted her expression, and said indifferently: "If you don't go, then don't go, I will just find another male companion."

Can't I just find another male partner?

The temperature in the man's eyes turned cold, and he loosened his hand, and the spoon fell into the bowl with a 'dang' sound: "Who are you looking for?"

(End of this chapter)