Madam, president loves you secrectly

What a woman who doesn't carry other women. His style is really hurtful.

Yu Qingqing's eyes turned red in an instant, and she felt that tears were about to surge out. However, she turned around, bited her lips hard, avoided the assistant's sight, and swallowed those tears back. The back flow of tears made her mouth salty and bitter.

He came straight to the point and said, "I came here for song Manxi. I came to settle accounts with you. In my eyes, you are a kind of person who doesn't even carry my car, let alone me?"

She lowered her eyelashes, which were still wet. She took a deep breath and heard herself say in a very low voice: "I see, just the teahouse. It's close here. Sorry... Can I use up the last nine minutes and the remaining five minutes? I'll go to the bathroom."

With that, she first pushed open the door of the teahouse and went in, but the moment she turned around, the pain on her face could no longer be hidden, and tears fell silently. He said these words just to stimulate her, stimulate her mood, and give her back the five minutes, plus the previous four minutes, as if he had given her back the nine years.

He didn't want to owe her. In other words, he just sympathized with her.

Yu Qingqing calmed his mood again in the bathroom. Looking at the pale himself in the mirror, he thought that Junxiao came to settle accounts with her for Yang Yuhua's business together with song Manxi.

She betrayed not only song Manxi's friendship, but also Yang Yuhua's meticulous love.

Thinking of the sunny boy who would smile at her foolishly, her heart was sad, but what can I do? The first person she fell in love with was not him.

Looking at her wristwatch, she stayed for five minutes before she went out. When she returned to the outside of the teahouse, the man in black cardigan, white shirt and casual pants had sat on a table in the corner, wearing black sunglasses to cover her eyes and make people can't see his expression.

He always likes to wear sunglasses, because with this mask, no one can see the real thoughts in his heart. Since he can't see clearly, he can't guess, and he can't hurt him. In fact, he is lonelier than anyone.

The waiter made tea for him, and the smell of tea overflowed.

Yu Qingqing sighed. Now, she is still sad for him. She can't help sneering in her heart. Yu Qingqing, you can't be saved.

She walked gently over, stopped at his table and stood silent.

The assistant looked at her. Her eyes were still ruddy. She sighed that Junxiao was too good at a girl's behavior, but she couldn't understand it. Junxiao was eager to come out for song Manxi.

You can only say, "Miss Yu, please sit down."

Yu Qingqing looked at his assistant with his spare light, nodded, opened his chair and sat down opposite: "Jun... Mr. Jun, can I help you?"

Compared with calling him brother Jun last time, I don't feel embarrassed to change my mouth to Mr. Jun now.

Jun Xiao's expression didn't change much. He just slowly tasted the tea made by the waiter and motioned his assistant to say.

The assistant understood and put a plane ticket and a huge check in front of her: "Miss Yu, this is given to you by our young master. I hope you can accept it."

Yu Qingqing's eyes glanced at the amount on it. His face was white and unbelievable. He also felt that tears were about to burst again.

She raised her eyes. Is this to drive her away?

"Mr. Jun, I don't understand. What do you mean?"

The assistant then said, "Miss Yu, you must know better about your current situation. You have been expelled from school. Your company is not peaceful recently. Your parents not only have to worry about the company, but also clean up your mess. Moreover, you have directly offended the people of the Yang family."