President Daddy is too powerful

At the dinner party, Zhong Siyu raised his glass, sincerely wished and thanked Tong Fei. Tong Fei was confused by Zhong Siyu's move, but Zhong Siyu was really sincere, so she accepted the glass of wine.

In fact, she doesn't think Zhong Siyu is very annoying. Of course, the premise is that if she hasn't liked Mo Jianbai.

Because we are colleagues and come to dinner and party at public expense, we naturally had a good time. After a big meal, we proposed to go to KTV to sing. Zhong Siyu called home and said that we were going to sing. Tong Fei also sent a text message to Mo Jianbai and reported the KTV address at the same time.

While singing, Zhong Siyu and Tong Fei sat together. They didn't expect that they would be so calm.

"Don't you sing?" this is Zhong Siyu's question. She thinks Tong Fei should have a good voice. If she sings, she won't cry like these people.

"I'm not interested." Tong Fei shook her head. Her singing is not bad, but it doesn't mean that she needs to sing wherever she goes. She will be Mrs. mo of the company in the future. No matter how hi she is today, she can't forget her identity and let people catch her.

"Siyu, Siyu, come and sing..." when Zhong Siyu still wanted to say something, their colleagues from the business department rushed over and ordered a painting heart for her to sing to her. When the painting skin was popular, Zhong Siyu loved this song very much.

But now the limelight of painting skin has long passed, and she hasn't sung painting heart for a long time.

But she couldn't refuse. Zhong Siyu had to sing. As soon as she sang, the whole audience was surprisingly quiet, as if she was listening to Zhang Liangying's original voice, so intoxicated.

Tong Fei shook her head. Today should have been Zhong Siyu's style. She thought that after tonight, she might not be so deep about Zhong Siyu.

So she stood up and walked outside. She suddenly wanted to breathe. She also wanted to send a short message to Mo Jianbai, and wanted to know how he talked with other designers.

After sending the text message and waiting for two minutes, Mo Jianbai didn't return. It is estimated that it is still in progress. She didn't wait any longer. She went to the bathroom in the hall to solve her physiological needs. When she came out, she bumped into a rash ghost.

"You don't have eyes?" the visitor must not be a gentleman, because it's not a gentleman who doesn't admit his mistake after bumping into someone, and even a man who knows that a woman is so rude, let alone a gentleman.

"You..." Tong Fei probably didn't expect that this person was so unreasonable. It was clear that she was the victim who was almost knocked over by him. On the contrary, he scolded her for whether she had eyes or not.

When Tong Fei raised her head and saw each other, her eyes stared as big as cattle, because she was no stranger to this man.

Why did he come back? How could he not keep his word and come back?

"Little Feifei, it's you?" the man smiled, making Tong Fei sick for no reason.

"Chen he, why are you so shameless? How can you run back?" Tong Fei suddenly lost patience, slapped Chen he's shameless and stretched out to touch her face.

This man, the son of their former neighbor, is several years older than her. He has nothing to do all day. He is a rascal and spends all day.

At that time, Chen he always showed a bad smile when he ran into Tong Fei, which made Tong Fei feel disgusted, but he had no choice but to hide away from him.