Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Su Zhinian frowned slightly, no one had time to respond, and Song Qingnian had stepped on high heels and walked in front of him: "Su Zhinian."

Few people in the company dare to call the name of the president directly, let alone a woman, and the senior executives behind Su Zhinian couldn't help but hung up a somewhat inquiring look, staring at Song Qingchun up and down carefully Looked up.

Song Qingchun was a little uncomfortable by those eyes, but he still tried his best to support the calm, opened a pair of dark eyes, and looked at Su Zhinian again: "Su Zhinian, can you..."

Song Qingchun only said a few words, and was interrupted by Su Zhinian's somewhat cold tone: "Miss, may I ask you, are you familiar with your name?"

Song Qingchun opened her mouth and stared at Su Zhinian's indifferent face without any emotion for a while. She thought that last night, Su Zhinian blasted herself out of the house without giving herself the opportunity to speak. So, he took a step back, and bowed at Su Zhinian with respect, and said politely and alienated: "General Su, hello, my name is Song Qingchun, may you please give me ten minutes ?"

"No." Su Zhinian bluntly gave Song Qingchun the word, and then bypassed her and walked outside the door.

She visited him many times, most of them either did not see people, or saw no words, last night, two people were left alone, and he was slammed out of the house, and now he left like this, she did not know When will he be able to speak with him again...

Song Qingchun instinctively raised his hand and took Su Zhinian's hand.

His palm is dry and warm, and his people are cold and indifferent.

When Song Qingchun touched Su Zhinian's hand, her fingertips shuddered, as if she wanted to loosen it, and then she seemed to have made up her mind. She continued to hold on to his hand. I wonder if it was because he was holding him For the sake of her hand, her voice began to tremble a little: "It takes ten minutes...if not, five minutes is fine..."

Su Zhinian still didn't pay attention to what Song Qingchun said, but she lowered her eyelids condescendingly, looked at her and clasped her hands tightly, her eyes slightly fixed.

Su Zhinian's silence and no evasion made Song Qingqing slightly calm down: "General Su, can you take a step to speak? I came to you today, I want to talk to you about business..."

"I'm not interested." Su Zhinian returned to his mind in an instant. He didn't even wait for Song Qingchun to finish his speech. He refused directly, and then continued to glance at Song Qingjun's hand, his lips slightly squeezed, and then directly vigorously Withdrew his hand.

Su Zhinian's strength is a bit strong, and Song Qingchun, who is wearing high heels, is not stable. The person followed him and rushed forward, so that the security guard on the side stretched out his hand quickly and supported her arm before making She did not fall.

The next second, Su Zhinian's aggressive sight shot at the security guard: "I'm not paying for your invitation, don't put any messy people in the company!"

The security guard was inexplicably trained, but dared to let go of Song Qingchun's arm in a hurry, and stood honestly, and said respectfully to Su Zhinian, "Yes."