Madam, president loves you secrectly

"But I just don't know if you have done so many good things, can you offset the death and scream of the wronged soul in the middle of the night?" Song Manxi looked at her coldly, with an undisguised disgust and hatred in her eyes. Although she was still sleepy just now, she was completely awake when Zhou danruo appeared.

There was a subconscious mind telling her that there was no need to be merciful towards this woman.

Originally, I thought Zhou danruo would become angry when she said this. At least she won the upper hand verbally, but unexpectedly, she didn't get angry and smiled with a trace of shade: "ha ha... I haven't seen you for so long, Manxi, you're still so... I don't know what's the matter. It's really impolite to start scolding me when you don't even say hello."

"Zhou danruo, politeness is relative to people, and if you really mean it, won't you feel ashamed and inferior for your previous behavior?"

Zhou danruo approached her again for a few steps, his eyes looked at Pan Shenghui, and his red lips looked very beautiful and demonic: "why? Why do I feel shameful and inferior? Also, you said I would be afraid of the death and scream of the wronged soul? But I'm not the one to be afraid of. You're the one to be afraid of."

Her smile was cold and murderous.

Song Manxi's eyes were slightly cold, raised his eyes and looked at her equally fiercely: "what do you mean?"

Zhou danruo paced slowly around her and looked up and down at her skirt: "if I guessed correctly, this skirt was given to you by Jun Xiao again? Today, you are Jun Xiao's companion when attending Dong Wang's son's full moon banquet? No wonder I said that he would promise to come here if he never attended any banquet. It turned out that it was the drunken man's intention not to drink."

Song Manxi's heart jumped violently. He grabbed his mobile phone and clenched it again. Even his knuckles were pale: "you've been mentioning brother Junxiao? Why? You knew he would bring me, which means..."

Zhou danruo picked Liu Mei slightly: "Oh, you don't know. It seems that Jun Xiao didn't tell you that he rescued me from the prison and commuted my sentence. He recruited me into Jun's family and made me his secretary. He has been taking care of me, so I have a good life in the past seven years. Are you satisfied?"

Song Manxi held his breath in front of his chest and almost couldn't breathe: "you mean that brother Junxiao helped you out of prison? It still makes you so comfortable, right?"

It's too ironic, and the reality is too cruel. Originally, I just wanted to ask my mother about the changes in Jun's family. In her heart, there may still be a little bit of faith in Jun Xiao, but in a few minutes, he gave her another blow in the head.

He has been secretly helping Zhou danruo and the murderer who deliberately hurt people.

She felt that her whole body was soft, a sour and astringent accumulated in her eyes, and she was about to pour out the next moment.

Song Manxi covered his chest and felt that he was about to suffocate: "Oh, oh..." she sneered and stroked the wall with one hand. Zhou danruo stood aside and looked at her coldly.

Kasya, who came out of the back, didn't understand what happened. When he saw song Manxi supporting on the wall, he looked stunned. He turned back to see Zhou danruo and unconsciously asked, "Secretary Zhou, why are you here?"

After listening to his words, song Manxi slightly raised his eyelashes and asked, "Secretary Zhou?"