Cheng Anyue is scared when she is suddenly held up. She subconsciously hugs his waist. Her small face turns pale and screams repeatedly.

"Ah

An Shijue's pretty face sank, "shut up."

Cheng Anyue subconsciously shrinks her head, purses her lips, and dares not speak any more.

An Shi Jue sees the person in the bosom honest, just head a gloomy face to walk toward the stair mouth.

Once upon a time, no matter what woman is held by him, she will die of unhappiness, but this little girl

Yeah, she's just a little girl.

Cheng Anyue didn't understand an Shijue's kindness until she went downstairs and was put on the sofa.

Although this period of time has not been less hugged by him, but this time the feeling is stronger than ever.

As if, as if there is a feeling of being cared for.

And he didn't look so high.

There was something untrue in her heart, but it seemed to be taken for granted when it came to many previous things.

After putting the person on the sofa, an Shijue receives a phone call.

He said a few words and hung up.

"Don't do childish things. You can't live with yourself. It's you who suffer." An Shijue left this sentence.

Cheng Anyue was stunned and looked at his back when he left. She didn't look good. When was she childish.

Is this man threatening her?

Through the French window, she can see the way an Shijue talks to an yuan. His eyes are cold, and he looks very inhuman. One look can frighten everyone.

But just now, he helped her.

So she calmed down and seemed to understand his kindness.

It seems that this person is not bad.

She seems to be I don't hate him that much.

Dongchen group, on the first floor of the lobby, people looked at the man with a shirt and trousers, immediately respectfully called: "president."

An Shijue didn't give them a look, so she directly took the special elevator and went up to the 30th floor.

As soon as he left, everyone gave him a look.

Today, there seems to be a lot of excitement.

On the 30th floor, as soon as the elevator opened, an Shijue came out, followed by Anyuan, who obviously felt something wrong with the atmosphere.

"President!" The secretaries all stood up and cried.

An Shijue kept walking in the direction of the office.

Anyuan quickly followed him, walked in front of him and opened the door.

An Shijue goes in and sees an Zhengyang sitting on the sofa with a bad face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he immediately turned around and saw an Shijue come in.

He stood up and said in a cold voice, "your wings are so hard that I have been waiting for you in the company all morning."

An Shijue ignored him, walked toward her desk and sat down in her seat.

An Zhengyang looked back at him and his face became more and more ugly. "Have you ever paid attention to my father?"

An Shijue looked at him and said indifferently, "No."

"You..." An Zhengyang's qi stagnation.

"Anyuan, see off." An Shi Jue says without any respect.

"You dare!" An Zhengyang yelled angrily, went to an Shijue and looked at him coldly, "are you going to kill your own father? Who allowed you to do that? "

An Shijue looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

What an Zhengyang hates most is his cold attitude, as if he was an outsider to him.

He is a father, only he does not recognize his son, no son does not recognize his father.

I'm so angry that I can't speak without thinking.

"If I had known you would be born, I would have strangled you when you were born."

An Shijue's eyes were slightly deep, and her body relaxed. She leaned back in her chair and looked at him faintly. "So, I have to thank you for your mercy?"

His voice seemed to be stained with ice, cold and shivering.

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