Chapter 176

Xia Wenting has been in the shopping mall for so many years, and he is no stranger to the Wine Bureau. He didn't say anything to Xia Xiaoran.

He nodded a little and said, "necessary entertainment is still needed. Are you still used to it in the public relations department?"

Xia Xiaoran didn't understand Xia Wenting's purpose, and the answer was very general, "the staff of the public relations department are very good to me."

Xia Wenting's eagle like eyes turned around her body, then dyed a smile, "Yan'er is the same as you said, you are all good children, never let daddy worry."

Xia Wenting's seemingly unintentional words make Xia Xiaoran's heart suddenly tighten.

She didn't believe that Xia Wenting came to her room just for a few words. Moreover, Xia Wenting's attitude towards her changed a lot, so she had to be alert to him.

With a sneer, she had to guard against her own father. She really failed.

"Thank you, daddy." That's what she said, but she couldn't hear the excitement in her voice.

If she is right, Xia Wenting is trying to test him.

Xia Yan issued to the public relations department of the task list, he must also know.

He was silent, and she had the patience to flatter him.

Xia Wenting secretly said that the little girl was not simple, but she didn't show any abnormality. She thought of talking with the old lady again and said with a little guilt, "I'm really incompetent as a father. If you want to put forward anything, I'll try my best to satisfy you."

The old lady has high hopes for Xia Xiaoran, but it doesn't mean that Xia Wenting thinks so. So Xia Wenting used such a compromise.

One is to test Xia Xiaoran's attitude. Although the daughter was sent to South America from the age of 12, she didn't get into any bad atmosphere after she came back. It's rare to have an unusual temperament when you've been dependent on others since childhood. As a father, he is proud.

But as Dali's CEO and top leader, his daughter is far from enough. That's why he has a bland attitude towards Xia Xiaoran. Only the occasional guilt can make him remember that he is a father.

It is also today that he tried Xia Xiaoran in this way.

In these two years, he also wants to see if Xia Xiaoran has the responsibility.

95% occupancy rate is difficult, but no one knows the outcome before the test.

For the first time, his eyes were filled with pity, waiting for her answer.

Xia Xiaoran was not moved. She was more sure that Xia Wenting had known everything. "Daddy, you recognized my ability and let me be the manager of public relations department, which has given me the greatest trust. I just ask you to continue to believe me. Although I can't compare with my elder sister and second sister in terms of educational background, I also hope that my efforts will be recognized by everyone. "

Her words have been very clear, she and Xia Yan do not need Xia Wenting to intervene.

Xia Wenting got up, turned his back to her, looked at the window and looked into the distance, his face was full of pride. But because of the angle, Xia Xiaoran didn't see it.

His voice is very powerful, "in that case, daddy also hopes you don't let everyone down."

"Don't worry, daddy." This sentence was said by Xia Xiaoran when Xia Wenting was going out.

It's like a guarantee, it's like a proof.

Not long after Xia Wenting left, Xiaoyue came in with a bowl of sweet soup.

Xia Xiaoran because of some fatigue, since he left in the big bed, did not open his eyes.

"Miss three, if you drink wine at night, you'd better have some sweet soup to pad your stomach before you go to sleep." Xiaoyue doesn't know whether Xia Xiaoran is asleep or not. She suggests softly.

Xia Xiaoran's Xiumei twisted up and slightly turned to smell whether there was wine on her body.

Apart from the very light smell of barbecue in the barbecue shop, there is no other taste, let alone the taste of wine.

She asked Xiaoyue suspiciously, "do you smell my wine?"

Xiaoyue stares at her face and laughs, "I'm not a police dog. You can smell everything on your body. It was the master who told me to bring a bowl of sweet soup. "

The change of master's attitude towards miss three makes Xiaoyue's mood clear. It can be seen that she is really happy for Xia Xiaoran.

Xia Xiaoran opened her eyes and glared at her. She said angrily, "master's bowl of sweet soup can make you so happy. Why don't I give it to you?"

In her opinion, the faster Xia Wenting's attitude changed, the worse it was. This silly little moon is happy for her from the bottom of her heart.

Xiaoyue put the sweet soup beside the bedside table and tried to pull Xia Xiaoran up. "The master is not a casual admirer. This is a symbol of identity in the Xia family. You are always in the company. Maybe you don't know that some people in this family are chewing their tongue. "

The family was obviously servants.

Xia Xiaoran let Xiaoyue pull her up and massage her temples with her thin cocoon fingers to relieve her fatigue.

After a while, she said, "I don't care if it's on other people. It's said that if you can't see or hear, it's better to be clean Some people just like to stand up for others, but not all of them are worthy of her hands, just like those servants. Xiaoyue because of her indifferent tone, hand action, after a second and then action, some embarrassed smile, "miss three said it." Xiaoyue's abnormality reminds Xia Xiaoran of some things. In her last life, Xiaoyue was often bullied by others because she was waiting on her. Because of her cowardice, Xiaoyue also suffered. Now I think about it, she seems to have overlooked a lot of things recently. She held down Xiaoyue's fingertips, which jumped back and forth between her temples. She felt that her hands were much rougher than before. She knew instantly, "do you have something to say to me?" Xia Xiaoran's original intention is to let Xiaoyue tell her all her grievances. She can make decisions for Xiaoyue. Just her instant voice, let Xiaoyue think he did something wrong, wet eyes are wronged, "miss three, I, I have nothing to tell you."“ And what's the matter with your hands. " Xia Xiaoran raised a few bandages on Xiaoyue's rough hand. Xiaoyue subconsciously shrinks behind her, "accidentally cut it."“ I believe you cut it by accident, but you're the maid who specially serves me. I don't think you're allowed to do too much work on weekdays. Why don't your hands have any luster? " Xia Xiaoran Qi Xiaoyue's concealment is more distressed, holding her hand impolitely roars at her. Xiaoyue is a little confused by Xia Xiaoran's roar, and her heart is even more aggrieved. Tears drop by drop.