Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The voice of panic and helplessness was mingled with sobbing.

There was a lot of noise in the receiver. There was a loud cry, as if there were still the continuous voice of security personnel.

Tang's heart was cold.

Is that... Song Qinbei's gossip girlfriend, Shen Qingwan?

Tang Xin suddenly remembered the conversation of female colleagues in the company.

"I don't know if you've ever heard of it. There's a white moon named Shen Qingwan in Song Zong. Shen Qingwan is a Hollywood superstar now that she has entered the international market.

Tang Xin is totally incompetent in front of Shen Qingwan. The president is just a novelty. Sisters, I'll bet on an Armani. In a few months, Tang Xin will be kicked out of bed by the president. "

The woman on the phone can completely match Shen Qingwan's information.

"Where are you?"

When Tang Xin heard song Qinbei's voice, he was obviously worried.

This worry makes Tang Xin's heart seem to be stabbed by a sharp needle.

"I'm at the International Airport..."

Soon, song Qinbei hung up.

His deep and quiet eyes fell on Tang Xin, "Tang Xin, get out of the car."

Tang Xin was stunned for a moment

Song Qinbei has opened the door for Tang Xin. "It's 20 minutes from the Song family. You can take a taxi back to the villa.

I have something else to deal with. "

Tang Xin Zheng Zheng's looking at him, a heart empty.

Without waiting for her reaction, song Qinbei had already pushed the man out of the car.

Soon, the Rolls Royce raced away in front of Tang Xin, leaving only a trail of smoke.

"Ah, song Qinbei, you..." Tang Xin responded, and his angry apricot eyes were full of fire.

This is a suburb. It's not easy to take a taxi!

Sure enough, what he cares about most is Shen Qingwan.

Those colleagues in the company are right.

As soon as Shen Qingwan came back, she was driven out of the car.

The funny thing is that she thought song Qinbei had a little bit of herself in his heart.

Tang xinshuiliang's Apricot eyes were a little dim. She was carrying a bag and stepping on high-heeled shoes, so she had to walk to the Song family step by step.

The night is as cool as water, and the sky is gradually covered with darkness.

Along the way, Tang Xin's feet were rubbed by high-heeled shoes, and his heels even bled.

Every step hurts.

Asshole song Qinbei.

She didn't think of him any more.

……

After Song Qinbei's car turned around and left, anzou couldn't help but remind him, "boss, you seem to forget that the road to the villa is a suburb, so it's not easy to take a taxi."

There wasn't much traffic going there.

Song Qinbei's deep and three-dimensional facial features were stiff.

"Poor Miss Tang may have to walk back with her feet..." an Zuo holds injustice for Tang Xin.

Song Qinbei looks even worse.

But there is no way, there are more urgent things waiting for him.

"Shut up and drive."

He ordered in a deep voice.

Anzuo had to shut up honestly.

The car galloped along the road like an arrow, and soon arrived at the International Airport.

Inside and outside the airport has been crowded, crowded.

There are a lot of domestic and foreign fans with fluorescent sticks and YingYuan cards shouting Shen Qingwan's name crazily.

"Wife, look at me!"

"Ah, it's Qingwan!! I've finally come to live in peace and tranquility! "

"My goddess, I grass, goddess please Kangkang me!"