My dear President, Please make a detour

This kind of look is very familiar to Feng qianxuan.

The window of the eye in the heart, a person's attitude towards you, can be analyzed from her eyes.

What's more, Feng qianxuan, who has been in the entertainment industry for many years.

I can't be more familiar with this look.

Both envy and jealousy, but also with a bit of disgust.

She was so tightly wrapped that her mother couldn't recognize it, and this person must not be her black powder.

What LV? She didn't bring it either. There's no need to envy her because of all kinds of famous brands.

After all, she couldn't understand what she was wearing.

Is it related to Si Xiuqi?

"Miss, the secretary is in a meeting. Please wait a moment." sure enough, the attitude of the receptionist turned 180 degrees.

"It was a meeting." Feng qianxuan's beautiful eyes showed a suddenly enlightened look: "excuse me, let's wait here."

Then he took Si Zimu and sat down on the sofa.

The temperament is elegant and atmospheric, as if it were a luminous body.

The eyes of the receptionist always fall on her.

No way, even if this person doesn't show his face, he still makes people involuntarily focus on her.

Feng qianxuan picked up her eyes and looked at her. The receptionist suddenly retracted her eyes and her heart pounded.

Oh, my God.

This look is that as a woman, she can't help her heart beating.

No wonder the secretary is willing to be * * *.

Just don't give money. The soul that has to be hooked by this look every day is gone.

Before she finished thinking, the elevator rang and opened slowly.

Si Xiuqi came out of the elevator with a bewitching smile on his face.

The receptionist lowered her head. The long head of the Department was really handsome, and his own charm made people unable to look away.

The unmarried girls in the company have broken their hearts since they often see a luxury car pick him up to and from work.

It's a pity that the Secretary himself is handsome and has a high salary. Why can't he want to be someone else's lover.

Everyone's pity and heartache for Si Xiuqi intensified on * * * his woman.

Privately, they call her ugly and vicious woman. Now her heart is cold at the sight of her.

Although I can't see her face, I know she won't be ugly by virtue of her charming eyes.

"Si Xian... Si Xiuqi, I brought your son to see you."

Feng qianxuan, who took the lead in standing up, walked past with elegant steps, and her eyes contained a smile.

The front desk lady despised it. The fox spirit's constitution doesn't change. No wonder she's looking for a lover.

"Hmm?" Si Xiuqi lengthened the ending a little, and unconsciously frowned.

"Well, what? Well, is it enough for me to let you rub the car every day these days? Fortunately, our two companies are not far away. If you want to rub the car in the future, you must invite me to dinner tonight." Feng qianxuan smiled and patted Si Xiuqi and winked at him cunningly.

Si Xiuqi immediately understood her meaning.

Thinking of the company's gossip these days, did the woman detect it and help him solve it?

Although these will have no substantive impact on themselves, they still damage their image.

Si Xiuqi nodded, "OK."

"Really, let's go, Zimu. Your father is going to invite us to dinner. Are you happy?"

Si Zimu held the doll and nodded.

He was not very happy at dinner. What he was happy about was that Feng qianxuan was happy.

The three men soon disappeared at the door.

The receptionist who has been playing in her heart watched them leave.

What, rubbing the car?

Not * * *?

Not * * *!!

Secretary is everyone's!

I want to tell you the good news!

So the receptionist grabbed her hand and explained in the group chat.

Inside the car.

"Oh, these little girls just like gossip." Feng qianxuan twisted her neck and sat behind with Si Zimu in her arms.

Since she almost drove the car, Si Xiuqi sat in the driver's seat.

The reason is that he doesn't want to die. After all, he has a son.

"Where are you going?" Feng qianxuan looked out of the window. It was obviously not like their way home.

Si Xiuqi glanced at the rear-view mirror. "It's not what you said. Please eat."

"I just said it casually. Why are you serious?" Feng qianxuan was stunned and smiled.

"What would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat more, but I prefer..." eat your meal.

The words came to her mouth and she swallowed them again.

Si Xiuqi will think more when he says this.

Now he doesn't feel anything about himself. What if he drives himself away because of this.

Feng qianxuan gnawed at her fingernails and was upset.

Why is it so difficult to chase people.

Before in the entertainment industry, as long as she hooked her hand, men immediately ran towards her.

She used this trick several times, and Si Xiuqi didn't respond at all.

Si Xiuqi, you don't lift it!

"Hmm?" Si Xiuqi saw that there was no sound. He looked up in the rearview mirror and saw that the woman was gnawing her nails with a sad face.

Isn't it just to make her think about what to eat? Is it so tangled?

Just ask.

"Ah? I'm not choosing a poor family! You don't understand my pain... Yes, I want to eat salt and pepper chicken, no, I want to eat hot pot, no, I want to eat... Forget it, salt and pepper chicken." Feng qianxuan finally said, "hot pot!"

Si Xiuqi: "

Si Zimu: "

Turn around and drive towards the hot pot shop and find the most secret table.

"I like to eat everything. You choose. You choose." Feng qianxuan whispered with her teeth. Why did she choose to eat hot pot? There are people everywhere.

If you are seen, you can't escape.

Knowing what she was afraid of, Si Xiuqi ordered immediately.

The last dishes are the most suitable for fengqianxuan's taste.

"You... How do you know what I like to eat?"

Si Xiuqi sneered, "do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

After spending so many days together, he didn't find out her preferences, so he was not Si Xiuqi.

"You... I also remember what you like to eat!" Feng qianxuan had studied it specially and proudly took a chopstick to Si Xiuqi.

"This is what Zimu likes to eat."

"Then this!"

"It's also eaten by Zimu."

"What about this?" Feng qianxuan ordered something else.

"It's also Zimu..."

Feng qianxuan frowned. "Why does Zi Mu like to eat? What do you like to eat?"

This man usually buys vegetables. They like to eat. What about him?

Si Xiuqi put some dishes into the pot with some sarcasm on his face.

Some scoffed, "I eat everything."

He said he ate everything.

Not that he likes everything.

Like a helpless, also like a compromise.

Feng qianxuan's heart was suddenly grasped.