pet addiction

Chapter 82
Lu Qianyang smiled unconcernedly, and said mysteriously, "Oh, there is that one person."

Humans always have to work hard for another person or one thing once in a lifetime. Ruan Jiangxi has been recharging her energy for so many years, maybe it is just to wait for Song Ci and overcome obstacles for her Song Ci once.

"Could it be Young Master Song?"

Lu Qianyang smiled and said nothing, took a glass of water and said, "Jiangxi, rest for a while."

Ruan Jiangxi didn't stop.

Lu Qianyang had already found Ruan Jiangxi's doorway, so he said, "Take a rest quickly, or I will call your adults to check the post."

Ruan Jiangxi stopped.

Sure enough, Song Ci is Ruan Jiangxi's panacea, more effective than anything else.Lu Qianyang thought, how much does Ruan Jiangxi like Song Ci?
Before she met Song Ci, she became an artist just to hang her photo on the top floor of Xinan International. She would call Song Ci when she was dreaming, shout when she was drunk, and cry when she was crying. Shout, even when he is happy, he will hold the dog at home, and gently call Song Ci's name over and over again.After she met Song Ci, she would laugh, cry, speak and act as if she was alive.

That person named Song Ci was Ruan Jiangxi's life, but in fact, he was not exaggerating.

Xinan International, the president's office on the top floor.

Qin Jiang reminded for the third time: "Song Shao, the chairman of the Ye family has arrived in the reception room." He arrived four or ten minutes ago.

Song Ci lowered his head, facing the phone, without any reaction.

Qin Jiang really wanted to go up and smash Song Ci's phone, why on earth did Ruan Jiangxi want Song Ci to buy a phone!It's a disaster for the country and the people, okay?Qin Jiang held back and said patiently, "Young Master Song."

"pat-"

Song Ci threw the phone on the table.

Boss Song is angry!Qin Jiang shut up immediately, as silent as a cicada.

Song Ci raised his head, pointed at the mobile phone on the table, and ordered Qin Jiang in a cold voice: "Delete these immediately."

Qin Jiang hurried up to take a look, and Song Ci's mobile phone showed Ruan Jiangxi's black posts, so he immediately understood, and carefully explained to the boss: "Song Shao, you don't know that, such things as evil posts are wild fire. It’s really difficult to kill them all when the spring breeze blows.” Afraid that Song Ci would smash his phone on his face, he automatically shrank back, “It’s embarrassing me.” If I had known it earlier, I wouldn’t have taught Song Shao to play posts and WeChat. Bo.

Song Ci's face was sullen, his lips were pursed tighter and tighter, obviously angry and noisy.

Qin Jiang couldn't stand the low pressure, so he continued to enlighten: "Young Master Song, don't worry about it. The more pressure this kind of Internet speech gets, the more it will expand. After a while, it will naturally become hot. It's just a group of idle people who are doing nothing. It won't be a big deal." Picking up the mobile phone that Song Ci threw aside, Qin Jiang was pleasantly surprised, "Song Shao, look, there is another supporter of Miss Ruan here." He leaned over to show Song Ci a look.

In the comments on the hot post, a vest named "Ruan Jiangxi's Man" made a comment: "If you dare to say something bad about Ruan Jiangxi, I'm not welcome."

This tone is actually a bit like Song Tangzhu.

Qin Jiang was very curious, and leaned over to read it very enthusiastically. It took less than a minute for the message to be sent, and the following replies were flooded.

Brother Song's little padded jacket: "Where did you get that silly hat, fuck off!"

Black fans A, B and C: "Silly hat, please accept my knee."

Ruan Jiangxi was killed: "Shut up, Ruan Jiangxi's puppy legs!"

Let go of Brother Song and let me go: "Drag it out, eunuch!"

Wearing long johns is also cool: "Girls, gang rape!"

Mimi is a little small: "Gangbang 1."

(End of this chapter)