In such a large imperial office building, there was a faint murmur of staff.
Crisp high heels from far to near, Cheng Yuan held his forehead with a headache and shouted, "what's the noise? No job? The emperor doesn't raise idle people! "
“......”
The chattering crowd immediately fell silent.
President's office.
Cheng Yuan knocked on the heavy oak door.
Li Beichen put down his black coffee and looked away from the photos on the computer screen, "come in."
A figure dressed in professional clothes pushed the door and came in.
The air in the office seemed to be frozen, and Cheng Yuan only felt the oncoming cold air.
The heart trembled.
Take a deep breath.
Smart as her, I guessed that Li Beichen had read the microblog headlines.
"President, madam..."
Didn't dare to go on, the man with overlapping long legs was cold, his cold thin lips were light and pursed into a line, showing a frightening anger.
Suddenly, Li Beichen raised his mouth and smiled coldly and terrifyingly.
He tried many times to figure out who Shi Junye was from Yuxuan.
But now, he knows——
In the fitting room of the luxury building, Shi Junye leaned Yuxuan against the wall with a strong arm. His collar was torn off by him, and his white skin was seen everywhere.
This picture is really ambiguous.
That feeling exploded in his mind like thunder.
In the past years, he has never felt this taste.
Even in the past few years when Qiao Wenxi left, he tried countless times that she might fall in love with other men, and other men would love her as well.
But until today, when I saw the picture of Shi Junye holding Yuxuan, I found that only the woman who is stubborn enough to be hated by life can make him so unacceptable.
Shi Junye touched her.
Even a little.
Even across clothes.
I touched it, too.
Li Beichen's eyes were terribly cold and gouged out Cheng Yuan.
"Since journalists are so idle, let them be idle all the time."
Cheng Yuan was startled by the cold and cruel cunning between his eyes.
She understood Li Beichen's meaning. The reporter and news agency who broke out this photo have come to an end in Shencheng.
Smile slightly helpless, but still nodded, "yes, president."
"About the man in this picture," Ying frowned and smiled coldly and ruthlessly, "do you know who it is?"
The sneer continued. Li Beichen leaned back in his chair and proudly turned his watch.
"That's her brother, her own brother."
In a word, Cheng Yuan was shocked.
brother.
That's her own brother.
I heard that Shi Qi's son went to London business school three years ago, and there was no news about him in Shencheng.
Those people in the news agency certainly didn't expect that they wanted to make some rich lace, but unexpectedly, they pushed themselves into the fire pit.
Brother and sister mess Lun?
Jokes.
No wonder Li is always so angry.
Put the documents aside, he raised his eyes: "help me ask the reporters who broke the photos. They're in bed, aren't they?"
Since it's a rumor, that's enough.
But did that sentence go to bed, but it made Cheng Yuan cold all over.
She really felt the murderous spirit of Li Beichen.
When Xing Ye came to join the fun, Li Beichen directly ordered Cheng Yuan to block him out of the door.
Yes.
He didn't come to laugh at the green on his head, and he wouldn't make a fuss.
Unexpectedly, Li Beichen protected Shi Yuxuan so tightly.
After the news was released for an hour, it disappeared without even a trace.
The ruffian like smile brought a trace of arrogance and uninhibited. He leaned on the oak door and loosened his collar. "Hey, Li Er Shao, give me face. Really don't you see me? Still waiting for you to go to the sea and sky together after work... "
"I have a family," Xing Ye said in a cold, low voice. "It's not appropriate to go to that place."