The Villain in the Book: I Became the Secretary of the Protagonist's Beautiful Mother

"Thank you for helping me, ordinary people won't agree to this kind of thing."

Qin Miaotong sincerely thanks.

"Don't, my mother likes you as a friend the most. Righteous people are rare these days, and righteous women are even rarer. If it wasn't for you, my family wouldn't have been able to resist the hurdle three years ago.

It's not a trivial matter, but it doesn't make me go to the mountain of knives. "Lu Song said casually, complaining in his heart.

Being hated by the protagonist is no less than the last trip to the mountain of knives.

If Ye Feng believed it, he would definitely kill himself!

No protagonist can tolerate a mother raising a little white face!

Of course Lu Song is not interested in playing the role of the secretary of the female president.

But this is the plot of Lu Song's appearance. If the villain's halo cannot change the plot, he can only cooperate with the acting.

When we got to the cafe and entered the box, Lu Song and Qin Miaotong were sitting on one side, very close.

The two casually ordered coffee and some snacks.

Qin Miaotong sat down with a trace of melancholy on her demure and gentle face.

"Actually, I'm not afraid of Ye Feng, it's just that I can't be disturbed. I need to let him understand that if I find a man, at least he must be young and handsome like you."

"You are a benchmark, let Ye Feng and Ye Luo retreat, unless they don't want to face!"

Qin Miaotong increased his tone.

"Face? I think it's shameless for such a person to dare to make a bastard request." Lu Song shook his head with a smile.

The original Ye Feng has more than fifty female protagonists.

How can you be someone who wants a face?

Lu Song is not sure about his growth rate, so he can stabilize Ye Feng of the protagonist's halo.

Probably a little bit possible, right?

As soon as Ye Feng appeared, he joined the underground world abroad and established a mercenary team, nicknamed Fengshen, with eight war kings under his command.

However, this is a world with ancient martial arts.

The strength of Ye Feng's just appeared on the stage is very powerful in front of ordinary people. In the ancient martial arts world, it is the peak of Ming Jin, and he has not yet cultivated the true energy of dark energy.

In fact, it was so strong that it killed ordinary people with one punch.

Fortunately, there is Qin Miaotong's bodyguard Yue Yeqing standing outside the door.

The ancient warriors of Dark Moon Gate have dark strength when they appear on the stage, and most people can't recognize them. Even Ye Feng can't see through Yue Yeqing's strength.

Lu Song wasn't worried about getting hit by Ye Feng with a punch.

After waiting for about half an hour, the door opened.

First come a young man.

Wearing black casual clothes, with an inch head, he looks ordinary, his body is straight, and his face is cool, dragging, ruffian, and evil.

Lu Song looked at his head.

Normal society, not like good people.

The protagonist of pure Xiaobaiwen, cool ruffian evil is a regular attribute.

Ordinary people approaching the heroine is the villain who provokes the protagonist.

The protagonist of this kind of novel is an old double standard. He can beat people, kill people, and have unlimited harems without bottom line. If the supporting role touches the hand of a female protagonist, he should die.

Not to mention, touching the protagonist's beautiful mother would kill the whole family.

Finding Lu Song sitting beside Qin Miaotong, he frowned in disgust.

Very handsome, very tender and fresh!

Ye Feng immediately thought of some little white faces raised by rich women.

From all perspectives, Lu Song has capital and is favored by Qin Miaotong.

He glared fiercely: "Who are you?"

"Lu Song, President Qin's secretary." Lu Song smiled.

"Me, Ye Feng, stay away from my mother!" Ye Feng was extremely uncomfortable, tilted his neck, looked coldly, and sat down in the seat opposite Lu Song.

"Not far, because I need to handle a lot of things for Sister Qin. As a secretary, I have to provide various work services to the boss." Lu Song deliberately increased the secretary's voice.

He looked at Qin Miaotong with a playful smile on his face: "Sister Qin, you are so young and beautiful. I am very happy to be your secretary."

Haha, are you really talented in acting?

With this tone and eyes, the suspicion of Xiaobai's face cannot be washed away.

Qin Miaotong drank the coffee calmly without looking at Ye Feng.

main character?

In this novel world, the protagonist is disgusting himself, right?

What happens when Lu Song plays a little white face?

If it follows the plot of the novel, it will definitely not end well.

He knows the plot and can always change something.

Shouldn't it be killed by the protagonist's plot?

Everything is unknown, confusing, and there is no set number, right?

Qin Miaotong couldn't help being curious about her own destiny and about Lu Song.

Ye Feng stared at Lu Song in disgust.

Disgusted?

Lu Song laughed even more in his heart. My villain, the little white face, welcomes me to be Nima's secretary. I'm not used to it yet.

Disgust is right.

However, he hasn't shown himself.

Don't be so quick to hate me, boy.

Maybe I need a big move.

"Bring a male secretary here, what do you mean?" Ye Feng's eyes moved to Qin Miaotong's face, as if asking.

"I have my own life, and I can take whoever I want with me." Qin Miaotong drank coffee elegantly in a calm tone.

At this time, a middle-aged man came in.

Wearing a suit and tie.

Fat body, chubby round face.

The top of the bald head is like a bright light bulb.

Qin Miaotong took a look and frowned.

Ye Luo, ten years older than her, forty-eight, a standard middle-aged man.

"Miaotong, you're even more beautiful. No one doubts that you are your son's sister." Ye Luo sat next to Ye Feng and took Ye Feng with him.

"Only my good friends, relatives, and boyfriends can call me Miaotong, and you are just my enemy!" Qin Miaotong was rude.

Ye Luo's established strategy is to use Ye Feng, the so-called son, to try to soften himself.

Will meet him?

Qin Miaotong's rose-like lips were slightly raised, and she sneered disdainfully. *