Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

This is the fifth floor.

If you jump down, can you survive?

Her hands on both sides of her body were shaking, and even her legs began to soften.

The brain is a blank.

"Why, afraid?" Song Qinbei looked at her and laughed.

He wants to see what choice this damned little woman will make.

He wants to see where her bottom line is.

He even guessed that Tang Xin would choose the greasy old man on the opposite side next.

A woman like her, even without much thought, would make that choice.

Song Qinbei held the tea bowl and sipped the tea. There was a cold light in his eyes.

But the boss Wang opposite him saw Tang Xin, but his eyes brightened. Since Tang Xin came in, his greasy eyes had been on Tang Xin, and he couldn't move at all.

This is a beauty.

Even more beautiful than any movie queen he has ever seen in the entertainment industry.

Pure temperament, extraordinary, but there is a sense of charm, two feelings mixed together, pure and demon, beautiful like a fairy who does not eat fireworks between people.

If such a beautiful fairy could

He was already in full bloom.

"Little beauty, come to me and let me hurt you." Boss Wang waved to her with a smile. His eyes were greasy and atrophied. "You are almost as old as my daughter, but my daughter is not so beautiful as you..."

The sticky eyes made Tang Xin crawl like a poisonous snake.

Very sick.

She was as cold as a hole in the ice from head to foot.

"Mr. Song, do I have any other choice?"

It took her a long time to hear her voice.

"Prison."

Men cold thin lips slowly spit out two words.

Indifferent without any emotion.

Tang Xin's heart shrinks fiercely, panic, helplessness, fear attacks, her whole body chills, even her teeth are shaking.

She can't blame song Qinbei for her ruthlessness. It's really her fault that she betrayed song Qinbei and the company.

It's extravagant not to let her go to jail.

"I'll give you a minute to think about it.

It's out of date. "

The man's cold voice urged.

Tang Xin looked blankly at the dark and thick night outside, and then at the old man who had been staring at him almost drooling. She had never been so miserable and flustered one day.

"You have fifteen seconds."

The man continued to clamor.

Tang Xin moved his steps and walked towards the window with heavy steps like lead.

There was a strong wind outside the window. The cold wind poured into her neck and made her skin red.

The chilling cold.

The cold wind blows up Tang Xin's long hair. Her black hair flutters slightly under the night sky, which has a kind of messy beauty.

"Song Zong," Tang Xin's clear but ethereal voice sounded, "if I jump down from here and die, can you take care of my little treasure?"

The man looked at her indifferently, "yes, jump."

He doesn't believe it. This little woman really dares to jump.

Tang Xin's heart seems to have a big hand tearing. His heart aches so hard that even his throat begins to tighten. "If something happens to me, can you treat me as an industrial injury?"

If you can get some money, you can continue to study for Xiaobao.

She's prepared for the worst, jumping from here to die, or falling hemiplegia, or breaking her legs if she's better.