President proudly spoils the petty wife

"Thank you, Secretary Jing." Wenquan stream thanked Jing Ming.

"You're welcome, Miss Wen. It's my duty." Jing Ming bowed slightly and left the office.

After Jingming left, Wenquan Creek suddenly remembered something, so he asked Shan Jiang, "is the youth killing press conference of the last love tomorrow night or the night after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow evening, the news has been released." Shan Jiang touched the small head of Wenquan Creek and said, "didn't you brush your microblog last night?"

Yesterday was the news jointly released by Hager entertainment and Yokota entertainment in the evening. Shan Jiang didn't handle it, but he knew it was scheduled the day after tomorrow.

Strangely, Wenquan stream wondered why the crew didn't send her a message.

"As soon as I got home last night, I took a bath and fell asleep." Wenquan Creek said naturally, "there's no leisure to brush microblog! I'm tired to death."

Tired, dead, dead.

Wenquan Creek hurriedly covered her mouth. She seemed to say something bad again. Wenquan stream quickly looks at Danjiang, who is looking at himself.

Oh, no! Oh, no!

She didn't remind Shan Jiang in a disguised way, so that he would think of what happened last night. In case he had a big animal attack again, in this office

Ah! Hot Spring Creek is unimaginable.

With a "puff" sound, Shan Jiang couldn't help laughing when he saw the Hot Spring Creek like this.

"Miserable, miserable!" Wenquan Creek said silently in his heart, but actually said it.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you to study the script, and I'll go to work." Shan Jiang touched the small head of Wenquan Creek again, and then walked to his desk.

Seeing that Shan Jiang was three feet away from him, Wenquan river was relieved and silently took out his mobile phone.

"Didn't you agree to study the script? What are you doing?" Shan Jiang glanced at the hot spring stream and took out his mobile phone restlessly.

"I..." Wenquan stream was speechless for a moment. After reacting, he said with a flattering face: "Hey, hey, people just brush microblog for a while! Just a minute!"

"I'll give you ten minutes!" Shan Jiang looked at his watch and said.

"Good! Long live boss!" Wenquan Creek cheered and clapped happily.

Then, Wenquan Creek opened the microblog and entered it. Once inside, there was the last love killing press conference on the hot search list, but there were several entries about Li Yuansheng.

For example: Li Yuansheng confirmed that he would not participate in the youth killing meeting. Li Yuansheng was thrown eggs when he went out. Li Yuansheng had been refrigerated by the company, and Li Yuansheng was appealed by the brand

Wenquan Creek went in and looked at it one place after another, and came to a conclusion that Li Yuansheng was blocked, and because his image was too poor, brand advertisers appealed to Li Yuansheng's brokerage company for compensation for reputation losses, and all Li Yuansheng's endorsements were removed and replaced with other stars.

"Li Yuansheng is finished!" Wenquan Creek shook his head reluctantly and said, "I can't blame me! I didn't hurt him. He did it himself."

If Li Yuansheng hadn't colluded with clove, he wouldn't have been photographed by paparazzi. If he hadn't turned against clove, he wouldn't have been caught by clove. He couldn't deny it in front of reporters. If he hadn't seduced young models and gun friends everywhere, he wouldn't have been ruined.

All this was his own sin.

"Alas! I don't know how the lilacs are now." the hot spring stream sighed and muttered to itself.

She knew that clove was sent to prison No. 25, where she could not survive or die, which could be regarded as retribution for her.

Wait, speaking of lilac, Wenquan Creek suddenly remembered that Shan Jiang was still hurt.

"Shan Jiang, is your injury better?" Wenquan Creek raised his head, looked at Shan Jiang and asked.

"Do you remember my injury?" Shan Jiang's injured little heart got warm at this time, and asked with some glee: "I thought you had forgotten."

"No, no, you were injured because of me. How could I forget!" Wenquan Creek quickly waved his hand and denied, "you wear long sleeves these two days, so I forgot to ask."

Shan Jiang suddenly flashed a little thought at this time, so he quickly frowned and said weakly, "I was about to get better, but yesterday, after it happened, my wound was torn."

"Ah? Torn? Wouldn't it hurt?" Wenquan Creek quickly stood up, ran to Shan Jiang and said anxiously, "let me see. Let me see. Is it serious?"

Shan Jiang stretched out his hand, grabbed Wenquan Xi's hand, pulled her into his arms and said softly, "it's already wrapped up. It's not good-looking."

"Do you hurt?" Wenquan stream asked painfully.

"It hurts! It hurts very much!" Shan Jiang said with certainty.

Wenquan stream just wanted to comfort him, suddenly thought that he was torn because of yesterday's incident?

"You deserve it!" Wenquan stream tooted his mouth and scolded.

The attitude turned 180 degrees, which made Shan Jiang stunned.

"I... Deserve it?" Shan Jiang felt that his heart had received a critical blow of 10000 points.

"Yes! If you hadn't forced me to do that! Could your wound tear? It wasn't you... You did it yourself!" Wenquan Creek shook his head, rolled his eyes and said accusingly.

However, after scolding Wenquan Creek, I regretted it again.

Shan Jiangming was injured because of her.

"Alas!" Shan Jiangxin sighed tired and said slowly, "I didn't do that because you fell asleep when I took you out..."

"It's not because I fell asleep tired after that. It's still because of that." Wenquan Creek refused to admit defeat and felt that the responsibility for this time lay with Shan Jiang himself.

"Well, it's all my fault." Shan Jiang nodded sadly and admitted.

Seeing Shan Jiang's wronged expression, Wenquan Creek felt like a vicious poisonous woman, who was so bad to the life-saving benefactor?

In ancient times, people met heroes who saved lives. They all promised each other by example. It's not like she still scolded her benefactor here.

That's unprecedented, there's no one coming!

"I'm sorry, Shan Jiang." Wenquan River bowed his head and apologized, "you are my life-saving benefactor. I'm... Really sorry. I'm wrong. Just forgive me!"

The warm baby really has a little conscience, Shan Jiang thought.

"What should I do? If everyone can say sorry, what should the police do?" Shan Jiang said reluctantly, "you have deeply hurt my little heart."

"Then how can I compensate you? Shan Jiang." Wenquan Xi glanced sadly and asked carefully.

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