Shen Kexin looked at assistant Lin. she was about to speak. Unexpectedly, assistant Lin then said indifferently, "if Miss Shen doesn't cooperate, I can only ask the security guard. At that time, Miss Shen shouldn't want to see tomorrow's headline:" the president of Shen group was thrown out of Sinovel group like garbage? "
Although assistant Lin's expression was very cold, what he said was very serious and didn't seem to be joking at all.
Shen Kexin was shocked by assistant Lin's words. She really believed that Shen Wanqing could do such a thing!
She must not make a fool of herself! Those old guys in the company have long hated her and want to get her down. She can't give them a chance!
Shen Kexin's heart is full of resentment and unwilling. She can only resist those unwilling to leave with assistant Lin.
When Shen Kexin left, Yu Guang of Shen Kexin glanced at Shen Wanqing and Pei Ximian. Her eyes showed a trace of meaning.
After Shen Kexin left, the office was finally quiet.
Pei Ximian finished drinking water, got up, went to his desk and put the water cup on the table. Suddenly, Pei Ximian inadvertently saw Shen Wanqing's computer desktop.
Immediately, Pei Ximian's body gave a slight meal, and his eyelashes trembled.
Pei Ximian slowly looked up at the comfortable girl sitting on the sofa. He slightly sipped his red lips, "Qingqing... Are you reading my microblog?"
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing turned his head and looked at Pei Ximian. She looked at Pei Ximian standing in front of the computer, remembered what she had just browsed on the computer, and nodded.
She nodded and said, "well."
Pei Ximian came over and said slowly, "there's nothing to look at."
"Why is there nothing to look at?" she lazily raised her eyebrows and seemed to think of something to joke at Pei Ximian: "I saw it, oh ~ husband ~"
Listening to Shen Wanqing's address, Pei Ximian's body stiffened and his eyes glittered with disbelief. He seemed to doubt what he had just heard.
Looking at the surprised look of the other party, Shen Wanqing smiled gently and joked carelessly: "I saw a lot of little girls on the internet calling you one husband at a time! It's estimated that 10 million fans are all your wife powder?!"
Shen Wanqing just wanted to tease, but he didn't know what was going on. He always sounded sour when he said it.
The boy beside him quietly sipped his lips. His eyelashes trembled and said slowly: "I... I don't like them calling me like that. I didn't pay attention to them..."
"Hmm?" she raised her eyebrows and snorted.
Pei Ximian stretched out his slender hand and gently tentatively held Shen Wanqing's hand. He said with a red ear: "but, but if it is Qingqing, I, I will, will manage!"
He doesn't care how others call him. Anyway, they don't want to close him. But she is different
Thinking of the woman's "husband", Pei Ximian's ears became even more red, and his long eyelashes could not stop shaking gently, and the whole person was at a loss.
Listening to the juvenile's childish words, Shen Wanqing couldn't help laughing.
She quickly stretched her face again, "but I'm still very angry!"
Looking at the girl's cold face, Pei Ximian was completely anxious.
He was flustered and said, "well, I'll send a microblog now. Don't let them call me like that. Don't be angry, okay?"