Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Although he doesn't pursue stars, he has to pay attention to the news of the entertainment industry because his future boss is in the entertainment industry.

Luo zhirou, of course, also knows that Luo zhirou is not simple, and the people behind her are not simple.

So when he received the news, he immediately went in and reported it to song Qinbei.

"Ask her to come up, call the security team and be alert."

"Yes."

Luo zhirou watched the elevator climb one by one, her heart beat faster and faster. She grasped the bag in her hand, where was her chips.

Pushing open the heavy door, Luo zhirou felt her heart beat to an unprecedented height, and her palms were sweating.

Even though she had made a lot of preparations in her heart and read a lot of interviews and materials about him, Luo zhirou was still amazed when she saw song Qinbei.

In front of the man, a tailored suit tightly wrapped his perfect posture, wearing only a white shirt, but added a sexy.

It's a man's sex appeal, with such a beautiful face. At this time, his picturesque eyebrows and eyes are slightly wrinkled, and his aura is cold, just like the snow lotus on the iceberg, out of reach.

"Song... Mr. Song."

"Go ahead, your purpose."

Luo zhirou was stunned and raised her head. She looked at Song Qinbei Bingleng as if she were looking at a dead object. Her blood was rolling and her heart was beating. At this moment, she was like a basin of cold water, completely silent.

"I... I have no purpose. I just want to see you and have something to say to you."

Song Qinbei's brow was locked, and he looked coldly at the face in front of him, which was similar to Tang Xin. The colder he looked, the colder he was.

"Don't be smart in front of me. Tell her." Lazy to face her, song Qinbei pointed directly to tezhu beside him, then turned to his chair and sat down.

His slender hands crossed and stood on the table, his eyes burning.

"Miss Luo, you are not an orphan as it says, even though you have been in a welfare home for two years."

Hearing tezhu's words, Luo zhirou's face turned pale instantly. He was biting his lips. She wanted him to stop talking, but she couldn't say a word.

"You were born in a very unfortunate family. Your mother didn't care for your family. Your father drank too much. He beat you or scolded you. He even wanted to sell you to others as a child's daughter-in-law."

"You finally can't bear it. You escape from home, but you almost starve to death on the street because you have no money, and finally you are sent to a welfare home."

"Two years later, you were adopted by a family, but they didn't want to support you, they wanted to use you to make you a chess piece, a chess piece that can replace Tang Xin."

Special help's voice finally stopped, at this time, Luo zhirou's face has melted with the white wall, her body is shaking, as if she is about to fall down at any time.

"So, what's your purpose? Enter the entertainment industry, enter the public's vision, with a face similar to Tang Xin, delusion to get everything she has? "

Luo zhirou's lips were shaking slightly: "no, no, I, i..."

She clenched the bag in her hand. Today, she did come to cooperate with song Qinbei. But now, she suddenly had no courage. She was suddenly afraid. The chips in her hand didn't seem to be enough to let her get away safely.

As tezhu just said, her life was extremely unfortunate, so she was really moved when someone told her that song Qinbei could pull her out of these abysses.