Chapter 572 (1/2)

There was no room in the past and will never be.

Whether it is between her and Qin family, or between her and Qin Zhan, from the beginning, this is a dead knot.

Since it was clear that the accident of Yaowang hall was a man-made disaster, Hao Tian had no need to show up.

Song ye walked into the hospital alone and took the elevator to the top of the hospital. This is the private space enjoyed by the president.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a small secretary who was in charge of guarding the door immediately came up and said, ”excuse me, this is the dean's office. Do you have an appointment?”

There is no appointment, of course.

Song Ye raised his smiling face. His delicate face dazzled people. ”My name is Qin. I'm a relative of the president. I've met him before. Have you forgotten?”

The little secretary wanted to shake his head in doubt, but his eyes gradually became a little confused. After thinking for a long time, he felt a little slow and said, ”Oh, it's Miss Qin. Please come in. The dean is resting in the office.”

Song Ye nods at the other party with a smile. At the moment of passing by the Secretary, a strange fragrance wafts from her body. Aware that the other party did not follow up, she rubbed a black stone bracelet on her wrist and was very satisfied with the hypnotic effect developed by Diana.

The corridor of the Song Dynasty is the most unimpeded one.

When I pushed the door in, a man and a woman who were making a lot of fun in front of the table were in the state of carrying guns. When they suddenly saw the girl who appeared at the door, the little nurse screamed and grabbed his clothes. His hair was half white and his head was almost withered.

”Who are you? Who let you in, Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin, please come here.” The old man was so angry that he could not forget to shout out his little secretary while he was in a hurry to get dressed.

Bang, the door is forced to close, sound insulation good door panel will cut off the sound.

Song ye walked to the sofa as usual and sat down, ”President Qin, don't worry, I don't have any interest in taking pictures of you and me.” She was also afraid that she would smear her eyes.

”Who are you? This is a private place. If you don't make it clear, I'll call the security guard immediately.” The old man took a look at her, but suddenly stopped when his eyes fell on Song Ye's face.

”Remove your eyeballs, or I'll take them away later.” Song Ye closed his hair scattered around his ears and looked at the office environment, but his mouth issued a vicious threat.

The old man also immediately felt that the visitor was not good. He moved to the phone unconsciously. As soon as he reached for the receiver to call someone, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him. Then he banged, and saw a Swiss Army knife sticking on the key of the landline.