The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Song Wanfei is like a cat that has been trampled on the tail, "What do you mean by Xia Changqing, he is not that kind of person, you mean I wronged him, are you my sister or his sister? If you don't believe what your sister said, believe in an outsider. ?"

She turned her face in a ugly panic, Jing Fuxiao stepped forward and stared at Song Wanfei coldly, "Changqing is your sister, you'd better be polite and have no rules?"

Those eyes and a cold tone made Song Wanfei's throat seem to be strangled, her scalp numb, and she regretted her impulse.

Although everyone still didn't understand the current situation, they admired Song Wanfei's ability to offend two of the four major families one after another.

"What is the style of being noisy?"

Seeing in chaos, Jun Zhiyi, Jun Chengyue and others came over.

Next to him, mother Jiang and Father Jiang followed, and they all looked at his son with disapproval.

And it was Jun Zhiyi who spoke.

Today is his birthday, a good day is like this, who will feel comfortable in his heart instead?

Stepping forward, he asked: "What's the matter?"

Song Wanfei said impatiently: "Uncle Jun, he pushed me with his hands. He wants to harm me, but he doesn't admit it!"

Jun Zhiyi frowned and looked at Song Wanfei who had spoken.

Although Xia Changqing and the Jiang family had a good relationship in normal times, Jun Zhiyi barely met him once or twice. He didn't remember Song Wanfei at all.

There are too many juniors to go, how can he have time to remember some irrelevant.

On the contrary, I remember that someone said that Jiang Yi had dealt with a member of the Song family, who was related to Xia Changqing.

Seeing that these people are all here now, I understand a little bit in my heart. After listening to Song Wanfei's words, my eyes are aimed at Jun Ci, but my heart chuckles.

He still remembered that the young man in front of him was someone whom his sixth brother valued...

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his sixth brother, and saw Jun Chengyue's gentle and graceful smile, but a little chill had already emerged.

He was looking at Song Wanfei, obviously, dissatisfied with this person.

Just as he was about to speak, Jun Chengyue suddenly smiled and said, "There is surveillance on the swimming pool."

He suddenly said, and these words made Song Wanfei tremble directly. Jun Chengyue noticed Song Wanfei's reaction, and her smile widened: "Is it what you said? Video."

"No...no need to adjust!"

Song Wanfei's heart tightened, and her face turned blue: "Maybe I felt wrong just now. I just felt slippery and he was by my side again..."

"It's a nonsense!"

Now everyone didn’t understand what was going on. Mother Jiang stepped forward, with majestic stern eyes and only glanced at Song Wanfei, then looked at Jun Ci and Jiang Yi: “Today is your Uncle Jun’s birthday, why? Can it be like this? Jiang Yi, what you said is not appropriate, and it disturbed Uncle Jun’s birthday, so I apologize to Uncle Jun."

In any case, you can't say that you have pulled out your tongue in front of other people.

Jiang Yi's expression was slightly unhappy, but he apologized to Jun Zhiyi. He was still able to accept it, and only said: "Uncle Jun, I'm sorry."

Jun Zhiyi naturally wanted to step down Jiang Yi's steps, and immediately waved his hand with a gentle smile like an elder: "It's not a problem, I don't see anything else, why don't we go back and talk?"

Obviously they were talking about things, but they were quarreled.