Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

But either way, it's better than going to jail.

With such a serious amount of money, she will stay in it for at least ten years, and poor Xiaobao will starve to death.

But if she jumps down from here, she can get a compensation for work-related injury. Even if she can't continue to work, she will have some money to support Xiaobao.

Tang Xin has made his own way clear.

Where does song Qinbei know Tang Xin's twists and turns? He only thinks that Tang Xin is deliberately delaying time.

There are many women like her in Song Dynasty.

If she hadn't leaked trade secrets, he wouldn't have forced her to do so.

All this is her own fault.

"Yes." Song Qinbei looked at the luxurious clock on his wrist, and the voice of his voice was not emotional. "You still have three seconds."

"Three"

"Two"

"One"

As the voice fell, Tang Xin closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, and her lips curved: "Mr. Song, I hope you can do what you say."

Then she stretched out her arms and jumped down——

The wind whistling past my ears.

Tang Xin's body fell rapidly, and a strong sense of weightlessness came——

Tang Xin's eyes exuded a tear.

Sorry, Xiao Bao, it's all mother's fault.

Let her jump from here to atone

When song Qinbei saw her jump down, his cold and thin face was like an ice sculpture, and his ink eyes suddenly contracted.

I didn't expect that this damned little woman really jumped down.

He just embarrassed her and gave her some color to see, but he didn't really want to force her to the end.

Irritated him, is it so difficult to be soft in front of him?

Wasn't she very soft before?

Song Qinbei's anger leaped up and down in his heart. His whole face was taut. His clothes were a sign of coming rain and wind.

"This..." boss Wang opened his eyes in horror, "this... Really jumped down..."

"Will it be dead..."

Boss Wang's fat face also lost its color.

I didn't expect that the little girl had some courage, but she was different from those women outside.

"Don't worry, she can't die."

Song Qinbei drank a mouthful of wine, and a cool, thin and cold voice came.

At the moment, Tang Xin's body is falling rapidly, just like a butterfly.

I thought that she would fall to the ground, and she was ready for the pain of fracture. But when she fell to the ground, her body seemed to be caught by something soft, and even rebounded by something soft under her body because of her weight.

It's like a thick sponge under the body.

After Tang Xin adapted, he lay on the ground in a mess.

No bleeding, no fractures.

It's just that the skin is abraded, the muscle is pulled, and the whole body is slightly painful.

Tang Xin's eyes widened.

Anzuo soon came to the ground, his face expressionless, "you get up."

"This... What's going on?" Tang Xin's voice trembled.

"This floor has been arranged by the boss for a long time, so you can still stand here unharmed."

"So, Mr. Song didn't really want me to die?" Tang Xin asked.

"That's not true. The boss is just too angry to make trouble for you. But if you're willing to beg for mercy from the boss, it won't be used for such a show. " Ann has no expression on her left.