Beloved of Bossy President

"I'm so sorry, Mr. situ. I didn't mean to." Not far away, Yu Feiyan seems to be apologizing in a low voice.

It seems that situ Yao has finally put down his dissatisfaction. In addition, he is a beauty. In front of a beauty, he can always maintain a little demeanor.

Gently hum hum hum, he just lightly said: "it's OK."

Then he straightened up and continued to search for his little beauty in the music.

Now his biggest interest is the girl named Ke. For other women, although they never refuse to come, they are not so interested at present.

A little change didn't affect other people. After a few more glances, they continued to devote themselves to music and dance steps.

Situ Yao's eyes searched the crowd for the past, and he could easily find the eye-catching man and woman. But when he looked at the past, Beiming night deliberately turned around and put his name under his wings and turned his back to him.

He is tall and has a long sleeve. Mingke is so petite. From situ Yao, you can't see half of Mingke's meat!

Actually still protecting that little woman! It seems that breaking up may be true, but men's desire for fame is still great.

Situ Yao had a little disdainful smile in his eyes. Since he cared so much, the game was more fun.

"Hiss..." Before he finished, he suddenly had a sharp pain in his abdomen, which made him bend down again. This time, he couldn't bear any more manners: "will you Yeah! Can you dance? "

"I'm sorry, Mr. situ. I just learned the dance steps tonight. I'm so sorry..."

The northern night coldly raised her lips and ignored the two men. She looked down at Mingke and was about to say something, but she was pale with sweat on her forehead.

"What's the matter?" He frowned. She didn't like to sweat. The meeting was not hot tonight. Where did the sweat come from?

"I..." Name can already pain completely speechless, want to say what, suddenly, behind a slightly cold breath quickly close.

A big palm falls on her shoulder, Mu Son Jin stares at North dark night, the voice is a bit cool: "she is not comfortable tonight, let her go down to have a rest."

"OK, I'll accompany..." Beiming night's words have not finished, but see not far away was still a smile Yu Feiyan suddenly frowned, a push away situ Yao, holding the forehead stumbling to the dance floor outside.

Situ Yao, who had been left behind, was still swearing and had no manners at all.

"You look at her. I'll come later." Beiming night let go of Mingke. Without looking at them again, he turned and left.

At the moment when he took away his iron arm, Mingke was completely relieved and almost fell to the ground.

Or Mu Son Jin in time to hold her, just avoided the pain of her landing.

"How much did you hurt? That bastard is really willing to fight you! " Mu Son Jin stares at her pale night sweat face, endure indignation, support her to walk slowly outside the dance floor.

He didn't want to believe it. Maybe Beiming night accidentally hurt her, but according to his understanding of Beiming night, how could that guy care about her so much?

But now, it's obvious that the girl is in pain and can't stand any longer.

Ming didn't say anything. He just took a few deep breaths and let the pain go down slowly. Then he looked back at the outside of the dance floor.

The northern night, holding Yu Feiyan, has left the dance floor. It seems that they want to leave the banquet.

The brightness of her eye ground is dark, just return to the position in the corner with Mu Zi Jin to sit down.

"Where did you get hurt?" Mu Zi Jin looks at her face, draw out a piece of facial paper from one side, want to begin to help her wipe the cold sweat that oozes out on the face.

Mingke took the tissue in his hand and forced to open a weak smile: "there are many reporters in the party. If they take pictures of them, even you mu Er Shao will be involved."

"I don't mind if you're the heroine of the sideshow." Mu Son Jin ignores her, the tall body sits to her side, blocked all vision outside, he continues: "where was hurt? I'll show you. "

"No, it's just a bump." Speaking of this injury, Ming can't help but frown. His ribs are not broken, but maybe the blood vessels inside are burst, otherwise it won't hurt like this.

In fact, if she went to see it earlier today, it shouldn't be a big problem. It's just that she's been dragging on for too long, and she hasn't applied any medicine. She's afraid that she has the smell of liquid medicine on her body, which is not conducive to going out today. Now she's accidentally bumped into it several times, so it's more and more serious.

In other words, her body is too weak to bear even a small injury.

"Do you really like this industry so much?" Mu Son Jin's voice suddenly again rings from her top of the head, although the voice is cool, but obviously can hear his concern.

It seems that this is not the first time for her to think about whether she likes this industry or not. She really can't tell. She just hopes that her story can be known and liked by more people."If you really like it, I will go back to invest in a film company, and you will come to work in my company in the future. I will not let you publicize it in this way." In the entertainment industry, it's too hard for a newcomer without background to climb up. Everything depends on himself. Long chuyang clearly doesn't intend to protect her in this matter.

Looking at her so difficult in this circle has been climbing, others do not love, his heart can not hurt?

Gossip, topic, hype, everything should be done by herself. Although she doesn't give the idea, she needs to face many things by herself.

He is distressed, but because he is not the person on her head, even if distressed, there is no way to do more for her.

It is a name to be able to hear him say so, can't help but smile: "you are not the first to say this kind of words with me."

He motioned for a cocktail from the waiter. Although she knew that he didn't agree with drinking, she really felt pain now. Drinking a little wine might relieve her.

Mu Zi Jin's thick eyebrow is tiny Cu, carry cocktail to her in front, looking at her small mouthful to finish a cup, his words hide a little displeased breath: "drink in this kind of banquet, do you know will have danger?"

Name but just smile, "now sitting beside me is not you? If you were so dangerous, I'd be your man. "

Mu Son Jin is a Leng, the face is slightly red, but still wrinkly tight eyebrow heart, displeased way: "don't say this kind of mixed words with me, I am serious, after attending a banquet certainly can't drink, still have, those drinks also had better not drink indiscriminately, who knows inside can be touched."