Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Even though the voice inside was very small, song Qinbei still heard it, and quickly unscrewed the door lock, "Tang Xin, wait a minute, I'll come in right away!"

"It's no use," Tang Xin shook his head and tried to make himself sober. "The door has been locked. Listen to me, I'm here at the windowsill now. I'm going to go downstairs along the drain pipe. Come downstairs and wait for me."

Song Qinbei was so anxious that he bit his teeth to avoid interrupting Tang Xin.

He was afraid that if he interrupted, Tang Xin would never have the strength to speak again.

"Well, I'll go there now, you wait, I'll find someone to pick you up! Don't act rashly Song Qinbei's voice was a little flustered.

Even if it's only on the second floor, it's hard for him to accept the possibility of Tang Xin's injury.

As soon as song Qinbei rushed downstairs, Shen Qingwan took a large group of people to the second floor.

"Mr. Fu is resting in it!"

There was a knock on the door, but no one inside answered.

Shen Qingwan pulls Yi Feng's sleeve helplessly, "what's going on inside?"

Yi Feng gently patted her hand, but there was a bit of worry in her eyes, "it's better to find the staff to open the door."

This proposal got everyone's approval, and soon someone came and opened the door.

Shen Qingwan is a little proud in his eyes. Tang Xin, how do you fight with me this time!

She walks slowly behind, not impatient at all. Even if Tang Xin and Fu Jinnian wake up, who can know her who knows later?

Now, it's the beginning of the show?

Why does everyone care about Fu Jinnian around the bed? Shouldn't you be surprised to see the two of them rolling out of bed?

Where the hell is Tang Xin?!

She looked around, saw the open window, acutely aware of the wrong, quickly walked over, looked down, and really saw Tang Xin.

She was going down the drain pipe to a place more than one meter above the ground. If she went down again, there would be no drain pipe. She bit her teeth and jumped down from here.

But her body has no strength now. When she falls on the ground, her ankle hurts deeply, and her forehead is covered with cold sweat.

Shen Qingwan gives a cold smile, and is about to open her mouth and shout out the position of Tang Xin, but the words get stuck in her throat.

Song Qinbei is here.

He carefully protected Tang Xin in his arms. The princess picked her up and looked up at her position.

That look, cold and unfeeling, as if with the power to destroy everything.

Shen Qingwan is like falling into an ice cave.

Think of the last thing, I haven't cleared my grievances. If song Qinbei is making a charge on her head this time, she may not be able to get along in the entertainment industry.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingwan can't help shivering - no, no, song Qinbei has no evidence. Besides, she still has Yi Feng, who is a friend of song Qinbei.

Yes, she doesn't have to be afraid. Song Qinbei won't do anything to her.

Shen Qingwan comforted himself, watching song Qinbei holding Tang Xin's figure step by step away, his fear gradually accumulated.

"Qingwan, what's the matter with you?" A warm dress is put on Shen Qingwan's body. Shen Qingwan looks back. She is worried about shangyifeng. Shen Qingwan's eyes brighten and changes into an innocent face.

He held out his hand and grasped Yi Feng's arm: "Yi Feng, I really didn't know that Mr. Fu was in that room, and I didn't know the problem of that glass of wine. That glass of wine was also given to me by the waiter."

Shen Qingwan's face gradually creeps with fear. In Yi Feng's eyes, his pitiful appearance is more worthy of heartache and trust.

"Yi Feng, as soon as I think of that cup, if I drink it, I'll..."