Dear Mr.Shi

Zhao Jingnan admits that he has not the courage to fire song Qinghuan. You know, she is the one sent directly by the boss.

Wang Yiling held back her anger, took a few deep breaths, gritted her teeth and said, "OK, we can talk about it tomorrow. Boss Tan is our most important house owner. You know, it's blowing now. If it's gone, you can do it anyway!"

Then he hung up with a bang.

When song Qinghuan returned to the villa, he was exhausted.

She didn't turn on the light, and she collapsed on the sofa.

Anyway, it's very stuffy to sleep in the villa with the heat on.

After lying for a while, she got up again, got up, pushed open the glass door on the balcony, leaned lazily on the European style iron railings, and looked ahead.

I didn't know that there would be such a charming night scene here.

Sure enough, villas and mansions are different. They can have a panoramic view of half the city. I have to praise them. It's beautiful.

His eyes were a little dry because of the cool wind. Song Qinghuan raised his hand and rubbed it, and gently shook his head.

Hand down, she saw the opposite balcony, there is a black shadow, he and the night into one, only that pair of cold eyes, like a beast, flashing bloodthirsty light.

"Who?" Song Qinghuan was startled, subconsciously retreated, and then reached out to turn on the light on the balcony.

The dim yellow light directly past, let song Qinghuan see the cold face behind the night.

She raised her hand and patted her chest: "when and where did you stand? Why not make a sound? You don't know how scary people are

"Before you come." When the cold will elbow on the railing, looking at the charming night.

"Oh ~" Song Qinghuan answered with a low voice. The guy was in a good mood and answered her, so what should she say to him?

Nothing else, at least tell him what she did tonight.

It's not easy to get into time group and get married for two years. Don't be driven out so easily.

Tell him, isn't he Shimu? Since he is the special assistant of time group, he should be able to help her.

The evening wind blows the hair disorderly, and the end of the hair sweeps across the face. Song Qinghuan reaches out his hand and turns them back to his ears, saying softly: "that What are you doing here? "

Her voice was blown away by the wind, the ending is light, soft and intoxicating, maybe people are not the most beautiful, but the voice is absolutely beautiful.

Shi Yuhan did not answer her, but turned his eyes to her.

Reading everything from her face, he suddenly bent the corner of his mouth without concealment, smiling.

This woman always has a feeling that he wants to torture her.

Why?