Chapter 950

Does she want to be a demon again?

"Leave her alone." Qi Qingfeng gave a little meal, and she took a sip of sexy thin lips, which made a faint response.

"Don't worry, will you? I think she must wait for you. " Yu Xiaoxiao, on the contrary, hesitated.

Originally she thought Su qinger was to convey the words of the old lady of Qi's family, but she didn't think she said anything, and even stayed in the villa.

At that time, she didn't think too much. Now she wants to come. Su qinger is really a little abnormal.

"Then let her wait. We'll go somewhere else." Qi Qingfeng frowned a little and thought about it. After a stroke of polish, it disappeared in an instant.

"Where else?" Yu Xiaoxiao's hand is changing the manuscript, which is funny.

Mr. Qi has other properties, but he didn't expect that there would be time to use them.

Just why Su qinger came, they would move, as if they had done something sorry to Su qinger and deliberately hid from her.

No, even if you don't want to face it again, you have to deal with Su qinger.

What Yu Xiaoxiao didn't think of was that she thought of herself as Qi family and Qi Qingfeng's wife.

But she didn't realize it.

"I don't want to go back to my home. I have to live outside unless Mr. Qi tells me something." Yu Xiaoxiao stopped the action in his hand, slightly raised his lips and said softly.

Qi Qingfeng: "..."

Silence for a few seconds.

"We'll go back later and have dinner outside. I found a delicious Korean food. I might as well try it."

"You can have this." Yu Xiaoxiao nodded softly and reluctantly agreed.

After all, she didn't want to go back to see Su qinger's face, which affected her appetite.

"Good."

"Knock." Suddenly, there was a slight knock on the door, which immediately interrupted Yu Xiao's conversation with Qi Qingfeng.

"Mr. Qi, I'll hang up first. Someone is looking for me. Let's talk later, Murda." Qi Qingfeng did not wait for any answer, then hurriedly hung up the phone.

On the other end, Qi Qingfeng is a little surprised. When did the little girl learn the word?

Smilingly shook his head, he received the mobile phone in his pocket.

His little woman surprises him all the time and looks forward to the evening.

Yu Xiaoxiao put his mobile phone on the table, and then answered softly, "come in." Then she continued to look down at the documents in her hand, when would she be able to finish the work.

"Editor an, there's a document for you to sign." The assistant Miss put a document in front of Yu Xiaoxiao.

"OK, let me have a look." Yu Xiaoxiao put the document in his hand aside, and then took the assistant's document. Xiumei could not help wrinkling it gently.

"This, who gave it to you?" Yu Xiaoxiao looks up at assistant miss, her eyes flash over, she doesn't seem to change any plot, how can she have this document?

"This is what Mr. Xia gave me, saying that you have left the matter entirely to him." Assistant Miss couldn't help feeling nervous. Did she do something wrong again this time?

I don't think so. She had such documents for chief editor an before, but chief editor an signed without saying anything. What's wrong now?

Although she was puzzled, she didn't say much. She was just a little assistant, and she had no right to attack these things.

"I said that, but with my consent, this summer son is really cool Come on, I'll talk to him. "

"And this document?" Little assistant is still a little nervous, quietly raised his head to look at Yu Xiaoxiao, who is not happy, and asked carefully.

"Let me go first. I'll talk to him later. I'll deal with the rest." Yu Xiaoxiao closed the document and put it on the desk, which seemed a little impatient.

"OK, editor in chief an. If there is nothing else, I will go out first. "

Yu Xiaoxiao responds gently, then continues to work hard, isn't this adding workload to her?

Yu Xiaoxiao can't help being angry when she sees the changes in the document. It's clearly her creation, while Xia Ziliang's changes are just like shooting another plot, totally divorced from her script, which she can't stand.

Anyway, she is the writer of the play. Some plots can be cut, but some can't.

This damned Xia Ziliang can't be such an editor because she is an actor?

Yu Xiaoxiao can't help but scold Xiazi once in his heart, thinking that now she has a lot of work to deal with, and he just made such a thing, how can't she save snacks.

With a slight sigh, Yu Xiaoxiao left the folder aside. She had better finish the work at hand first. As for Xia Ziliang, she would go to clean him up when she was free.

At this time, Xiazi in the dressing room sneezed two times.

He frowned slightly, and Xiazi looked around his eyes. There was a flash of doubt at the bottom of his eyes. Who said bad things about him behind his back? If he caught him, he would look good.

He lowered his head and continued to read the script in his hand, but didn't care too much.

On a hot summer afternoon, there is an occasional breeze outside the window, which drives the green leaves layer upon layer and makes a sound.

Yu Xiaoxiao is not easy to get out of a pile of documents. Just now he is relieved, he hears the door of the office being knocked again.

What happened today?

When did she become so popular here?

With a slight sigh, Yu Xiaoxiao confessed his life and answered. The door of the office was opened from the outside.

Xia Ziliang came in with a folder in his arms and saw Yu xiaoh, who was still piled up behind a pile of documents, with a faint smile on his thin lips.

Finally, I found her.

Xia Ziliang's heart is the unprecedented Mazu stem. He doesn't know why. Before he saw Yu Xiaoxiao, he couldn't do other things safely. Now, seeing her for a moment, he felt that the whole heart was full.

He also knew that the woman in front of him was not Yu Xiaoxiao, but he could not stop his impulse to get close to her.

"Cough, chief editor an, are you still busy?" Xia Ziliang takes back the meditation in his mind, sits opposite Yu Xiaoxiao's desk, and asks softly.

"Yes, if you have anything to say, don't disturb my work." Yu said in a low voice without raising his head.