Chapter 9

"Dad, actually I..." Bingxia doesn't know what to say to comfort Bingfeng.

"Xia'er, Mr. Huan has already gone back. It seems that our ice family is doomed." After that, he went straight to the room, sat down on the sofa, covered his face and sobbed.

His sudden action caught bingxia by surprise. She didn't expect that things would be so serious. She hated that person, but she didn't think of the consequences.

Bingxia's heart sank slightly, and she didn't want her home, which she had lived for more than 20 years, to be gone, not because she didn't want to live in luxury, but because it was her home, that's all.

After a long time, Bingfeng stopped crying and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at bingxia with eager eyes, "Xia Er, what's your father like to you? All these years, you said

"Dad is very kind to me." Bingxia didn't expect Bingfeng to ask this. Although the words were not heavy, they were deeply in her heart.

"Well, tomorrow you go to apologize to President Huan, and save the cooperation project between our family and President Huan." Bingfeng's begging eyes looked at her and said.

Bingxia wanted to refuse, but just now her father was crying like a child. She couldn't bear to watch such a five-year-old man become penniless and even sleep on the street because of herself.

"Well, I promise you, your health is not good. It's all your daughter's fault that makes you angry. I'm sorry." Bingxia has to compromise. She knows that only by sacrificing herself can she keep the family and her father's old age.

Sure enough, Bingfeng had a smile on his face.

Bingfeng excitedly took bingxia's hand and said: "Xia'er, you are really dad's good child."

Finish saying, satisfied walked out of her room.

Bingxia closed the door, but she cried on the bed, and her life was no longer free.

And with a room on the second floor of the summer cold, really angry face.

Binghan at this time, has been angry to twist the eyes, eyes with fierce, that is really want to kill bingxia just willing, mouth hard scold: "bingxia, you don't see what you are, you even with me rob man, I will let you die is very difficult to see."

"Han ER!" Gu Mei, who was in the same room, with disdain in her eyes, came over and hugged Binghan, comforted and said: "what do you care about with a wild seed? The Huan family is a well-known family. How can a person born like this be allowed to be the wife of the head of the family? "

Although the matter is such a principle, but the cold is the gas.

"Then she should die, pretending to be soft and weak in front of general manager Huan. Who can I show her?"

Bitch!

In the eyes of Binghan, bingxia is a real bitch!

"Mom, what are we going to do now?"

After bingxia roars, she calms down. Now she wants Huan Gufeng to notice herself.

"Don't worry. I'll think of a way. Everyone is tired today. Let's have a rest early. I'll go back to my room." Gu Mei's words didn't make Binghan really think about it. Her head is full of Huan Gufeng's eyes looking at bingxia. She is too familiar. All men who want to sleep with her look at her with such ambiguous eyes.

It's doomed that no one in the ice house will be able to sleep tonight.

The next morning, after a simple meal, Bingfeng and bingxia went straight to the Vatican international business center. An hour later, they finally picked out a white exquisite princess dress.

When bingxia comes out of the fitting room, Bingfeng and the shop assistant are surprised. She is wearing a white off shoulder princess dress, which makes her white face pink. Her slender white legs and a pair of white lacquer cowhide high-heeled shoes make her graceful posture more tall and straight.

Bingfeng looked at her with satisfaction, "we want this one."

Bingxia laughs bitterly that she is like a doll about to be sold.

On the top floor of Huan's building, in the general manager's office, Huan Gufeng is sitting on the office chair, quietly looking at the button. Yesterday, he went to Bing's house as a guest, and accidentally saw the girl who left him in the parking lot.

He didn't know why he was so obsessed with such a girl, even the feeling that his heart would beat faster every time he thought about it.

While he was still pondering, the Secretary yemingbei came in and bowed his head to report: "Mr. Huan, Bingfeng, the president of Bingshi enterprise, is here, as well as Miss bingxia yesterday."

"Well?" He heard the name of bingxia, but he was full of rejection yesterday.

Is this an apology today?

He would like to see which one the father and daughter sing?

"Invite them in." Huan Gufeng put the button in the drawer again, sat up straight, opened the document on the desk, and began to give instructions. The remaining light of his eyes looked at the door from time to time.

A bright figure appeared at the door, but Bingfeng's figure didn't appear. He sneered. It seems that the old fox still has enough blood. Yesterday was the Hongmen banquet. Today is another beauty trick. I'd like to see what moves you have.

So he continued to bury his head in the documents, deliberately did not look at the door, bingxia slowly to the Huan Gufeng.She is a little timid. Nuo's office is empty, with only one desk, a circle of white European style leather sofa, and a man with a pen nearby. She appreciates his meticulous manner.

She deliberately slowed down for fear that the sound of her high heels would disturb him.

Huan Gufeng didn't lift his head, and the gold pen in his hand didn't slow down at all. He signed the document neatly.

He was waiting in his heart for what the girl said.

"Mr. Huan, it's all my fault for you to ignore villains. You can blame me. Don't embarrass my father. My father really needs cooperation with your company." Bingxia stands not far away and whispers.

Huan Gufeng heard clearly, but he was not satisfied with bingxia's words at this time, so he said aloud: "what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. You come near and say it again."

Bingxia clenches her fist when she hears the words, but she has to listen to Huan Gufeng's words when she thinks of the ice peak praying outside the door. She moves forward slowly again, but the words behind make her feel helpless.

"Why am I so terrible? Walking so slowly, do you want to walk until next year? " Huan Gufeng's cold voice came with a stern tone.

Bingxia had no choice but to move forward quickly. There were five or six steps to Huan Gufeng's desk before she stopped and said it again.

After hearing her words, Huan Gufeng did not immediately look up, but continued to bow his head to approve the documents.

Bingxia doesn't dare to move or talk much. She rubs her hands on both sides of her skirt. In fact, her tension has long been seen by Huan Gufeng Yuguang. He smiles, because he lowers his head. In addition, bingxia's nervous palms are sweating, and he doesn't notice his expression at this time.