Madam, president loves you secrectly

"You asked to keep all the properties belonging to the company that Junxiao once lived in. When the documents were handed over, I also agreed. You have been so mean to me again and again. I object to the whole company's support for you."

He took a deep breath: "Song Manxi, do you really think I'm such a fool who can beat and scold you and treat you recklessly."

After he yelled, both sides were silent. In fact, I don't know when these feelings have changed.

"I... Don't need your kindness to me." finally, song Manxi spit out this sentence with some difficulty.

"Song Manxi, do you really hate me so much? Hate me so much that you can deny everything between us in the past?" it seems that Jun Yanchen found a door plank to lean against. Song Manxi can clearly hear the impact of the plank.

Hate him?

Song Manxi didn't think about it. Even when he just started to confess, she didn't make it clear that she hated him.

But she knows that she doesn't trust him, because brother Junxiao, this may be one reason, another reason, just out of intuition.

She whispered, "maybe it's just because... Our positions are different."

Jun Yanchen was even more dumb: "in the final analysis, everything is still because of Jun Xiao."

Song Manxi doesn't want to continue to say these words with him that there is no way to recover, and she can't deny it.

"Let's meet. When I go back to Jiangcheng tomorrow, I'll make an appointment at a place and time. I have something to talk to you about."

"About Junxiao?"

Jun Yanchen knew that she had never stopped looking and waiting for more than a year. When she thought of it, she would feel that her breathing would stop.

But all this is what she wants.

"My own business."

First exclude brother Junxiao. After that, no matter what she wants to do, it will not affect his reputation.

"Well, since you're going to have an interview in front of me, I can accept it."

It has been more than ten minutes since the two people talked, and since he has promised, song Manxi has no reason to talk more with him.

"Well, that's it first. Let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"Yanchen ~"

Before Song Manxi finished his words, another intimate, charming and soft voice came from his mobile phone.

As soon as she heard it, she knew that the voice was made by Zhou danruo, the Zhou danruo she had always hated.

Jun Yanchen seemed to be touched by her. Then he immediately waved out and said in a harsh voice, "don't touch me."

Song Manxi's eyes were cold. After taking back his voice, he didn't hang up immediately.

"Yanchen ~ why are you so indifferent to me? You weren't like this last night..."

"Pa." was not song Manxi's call, but Jun Yanchen's own call.

Song Manxi stared at the darkened mobile phone screen and remembered Zhou danruo's words just now. Although it was only two sentences, he could guess that the relationship between them was not simple.

Or they may have developed to a more intimate level.

Song Manxi clasped his cell phone, hugged his arms, and sprinkled warmth on her towards the sunshine.

Thin lips slightly hook, with a cold idea: "Gu mingshuang, wait, I will give you an unforgettable gift to congratulate you on your assumption of the presidency."