The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

After Song left here in September, he went directly to Fu Tsai's place, and Chen Yibai got off the bus on the way, without saying a word to his sister from the beginning to the end.

Of course, Chen didn't take the initiative to talk to him. They were like strangers.

"Miss Song, you are back. My husband just called to ask you."

Song September just entered the house, aunt Qiu said, no way, she can only call back, also do not know what Fu Tsai is looking for her in the end.

At this time, Sheng Teng, the atmosphere of the conference room is a little serious, several high-level were criticized bloody, have hung their heads and dare not speak.

When the mobile phone rings, everyone's heart is shocked. Who is not afraid to die? The meeting is not turned off. This is over.

"Old Boss Sorry Sorry... "

The director of human resources stood up trembling, took out his cell phone in his pocket, hung up the phone, and turned off the phone. His face turned white with fear. He was afraid that it would be over today.

Unexpectedly, I forgot to turn off the power, the bonus flew, the job was lost, and my wife was almost gone

With such a sigh, the mobile phone rings again, and the heads of the senior executives hang lower. Today's people are really not afraid of death. The atmosphere is strange. The low pressure makes everyone breathless. They can only hope that the boss can't see them.

"Hello..."

In a quiet, their boss made a light voice, happy mood, the rain turned cloudy, the low pressure of the whole conference room disappeared instantly, everyone was stunned, looked up a little, and saw their boss was brilliant to follow up the phone, the corners of his mouth slightly hook, the mood looked very good.

"Aunt Qiu said you called just now. What can I do for you?"

Fu Tsai raised eyebrows and wanted to see what the man was doing at home and whether he had a good lunch.

"Where did you just go? Have you had lunch yet

As soon as his voice came out, the executives immediately felt that they might be blind, and the boss was so gentle? So soft? Who's the one at the other end of the phone? I don't think it's the boss's wife.

"The last time the company said it? I'll go and see what's going on with yibaige. "

Song Jiujiu replied honestly.

"Well, that's good Did you miss me? "

Oh

The high-level people are going to vomit. It's too destructive. This must not be the boss who just criticized them. The boss won't talk to people so gently.

In September of Song Dynasty, goose bumps fell all over the ground. This man is in heat today, and he has a puff at the corners of his mouth.

"OK..."

"What's ok? I just want to think. I won't laugh at you. Wait for me to go back."

The high-level people already have some horror, especially to see the boss showing such a sunny smile, don't be a fool.

"Good OK

Song Jiujiu just wanted to get rid of the fool quickly. After hanging up the phone, he took a long sigh of relief.

The same sigh of relief, there are also scolded can not raise the head of the high-level, because the boss is in a good mood, the boss is in a good mood, will not release the cold air, and their life will be better.

The director of human resources just now is still standing. He shivers at the sight from Fu Tsai. He doesn't know how to punish himself.

"Sit down and don't forget to turn it off next time."

Wow

Everyone's hearts can't be described only by shock. They are very curious about who is on the other end of the phone. Can the boss be so gentle, is it Song September?

It's impossible. Everyone has seen song September. It's very pure and clean. But among so many beauties in Los Angeles, she can only be regarded as medium-sized.

All of a sudden, the people on the scene sighed. Damn it, if I were a woman, I could not only sleep with the boss, but also use the boss's money. I didn't have to go to work. I just wanted to try to please him.

If Fu Tsai knew that these old men were thinking about how to climb his dragon bed, he would throw them one by one on the windowsill.

The meeting disbanded, he went downstairs directly and asked Mo Yi to send him back.

Mingming just separated one morning. He felt that he missed the woman. When he entered the living room, he saw song Jiujiu, who was playing happily with Xiaohei. He hooked his mouth, hung his coat on the hanger beside him and walked in.

Song Jiujiu was curious about whether Xiaohei was male or female, so he kept searching for evidence, but Xiaohei refused to cooperate.

Xiao Hei leaped and ran towards Fu Tsai. After circling him for several times, he went upstairs gracefully, trying to avoid the clutches of song and September.

"You're back, sir. I'll start cooking dinner now."

When Aunt Qiu heard the noise outside, she immediately put on her apron, but song Jiujiu did not forget that her sister was still waiting for her in the villa.

"Aunt Qiu, don't cook mine tonight. I'm going out to eat."

Aunt Qiu has not yet said, Fu Tsai has frowned on the brow, will be a person to embrace over, put on their knees, lips pursed into a straight line, some unhappy."You go out to eat? With whom? "

Song September saw this man's face alert, some speechless.

"The daughter of my adoptive parents is here. She will go to school in Los Angeles in the future. Let me watch more. She just came here today, so I will have dinner with her."

So it is

"Aunt Qiu, don't cook mine. I'll go with her."

Fu Tsai said, and began to go upstairs to change clothes. Song and September had no time to stop her. In fact, she didn't want Fu Tsai to go with her. After all, she knew Chen Qianyu's temperament too well.

But Fu Tsai had changed her clothes and saw her sitting on the sofa, frowning.

"Change your clothes and go."

Song September got up, slowly went upstairs to change clothes, wanted to ask Fu Tsai can not go, but the other party is expected to throw her out, sighed, there is no way, they can only go out together.

As soon as Mo drove to the place, song and September got off to call Chen Qianyu, but Fu Tsai did not get off the bus, and Mo Yi was waiting in the car.

When song opened the door in September, she saw Chen Qianyu in her new skirt. She was videoing someone with whom she seemed to be a boy. After seeing her, she immediately turned off the screen and then laughed.

When she first came, Chen Qianyu's attitude towards song September was still light. But now that she may have been taken care of by some rich person, she has already got a little nine nine nine in her heart. There must be rich people around the rich people. It would be nice if song Jiujiu could introduce one to her and let her live such a glorious life.

"September elder sister, I see you have so many skirts, so I can't resist trying one. It fits me very well. My skirt is broken. Can you give me this one?"

Broken? Song Jiujiu remembers that this person was wearing a new skirt today. Although the dress costs hundreds of yuan per piece, it is not cheap compared with the consumption level in the town. She said it.