Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Han zixie looked up and glanced at Qin Sitong. "I heard you didn't go to work yesterday. What's the matter? It's because you and your president are too busy. Don't you even want to go to work?"

Qin Sitong was silly. He didn't expect that the words "President Jun" would suddenly appear in each other's mouth. For a moment, he just looked at Han Zixi.

But her silence, for him, became the default.

Inexplicably, his mood seemed to be getting more and more bored. Even the brush in his hand unconsciously became heavier when drawing lines.

"Is Jun Jisheng your boyfriend?" Han Zixi's voice broke the silence at the moment.

Qin Sitong finally regained his mind for a while and replied, "how did you know?" she didn't deliberately hide the contact with Jun Jisheng, but she didn't want to make everyone know that there was no need to be a panda again.

"How hard do you think it is to be known?" he asked.

She choked.

"Why did you associate with Jun Jisheng?" he asked abruptly, "money? Or what conditions did Jun Jisheng promise you?"

"Because I like him," Qin Sitong said.

"That's it?" the feeling of boredom in the chest became heavier.

"How complicated should it be?" Qin Si Tong laughed. "Shouldn't it be the most common to like a person and associate with that person again? Or am I like a woman who needs some additional conditions to associate with people?"

It is undeniable that when the other party mentioned money and conditions, it made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She thought that after so many contacts, the other party regarded her more or less as a friend, but in fact, it may not be the same thing at all.

"Jun Jisheng's kind of man is not a man who can easily communicate with women. Do you think he will have some feelings for you?" Han zixie asked.

"No matter how much, at least I know he is serious, not playing with me." Qin Sitong said, and she will try to make Jisheng really fall in love with her.

The shallow smile on her lips seemed to be full of trust in Jun Jisheng, which also made him feel dazzling.

Suddenly, he put down his sketch book and pencil, stood up, "you sit for a while, I'll put these materials." he said, took the information bag and left.

So, by the swimming pool, Qin Sitong and the rhubarb dog were left.

Qin Sitong's sight fell on the sketch book that Han zixie put on the small round table. The other party didn't close the sketch book, so at the moment, Qin Sitong can see what he painted just now. He painted like a girl who is not young, almost 9 or 10 years old, wearing a ponytail, an ordinary T-shirt and a small skirt, but the little girl's facial features were not painted. Obviously, the sketch was not complete.

Who is this little girl? Qin Si Tong was thinking, and suddenly heard a "fluttering" sound.

She turned her head and saw the rhubarb dog fall in the swimming pool.

Qin Sitong didn't think much, so he kicked his shoes and plunged into the swimming pool to save the rhubarb dog.

Just as she desperately swam towards the rhubarb dog, she heard a baritone ring, "Qin Sitong, what are you doing?"