Chapter 109.2 (2/2)
”You sit here, don't go anywhere, don't drink from others.”
In front of the sofa in the rest area, Xin Zezhao sends out a faint indifference and orders Xiaoyu to take a cold. He glances at the women gathered around him and frowns slightly.
Today, the conversation that I overheard suddenly appeared in my heart. The displeasure between my eyebrows became more and more intense. The cold eyes were like ice dregs to Liang Xiaoyu.
”Stay away from Xin Jingyu!”
It is clear that she has not done anything, but she still has to bear Xin Zezhao's anger. Liang Xiaoyu is oppressed. However, she thinks that if she has to face the so-called half brother who suddenly enters her own world, it will be hard for her to accept.
So Liang Xiaoyu closed his lips gently, nodded and sat on the sofa obediently.
”When I get back.” The response to Xin Zezhao is still smiling and nodding meekly.
But Xin Zezhao forgot that there was always a lot of trouble about right and wrong among women. Even if Liang Xiaoyu sat there motionless, he would find trouble automatically.
Snow red lips, black hair high up, revealing the snow-white elegant neck, a word shoulder purple high waist split fishtail skirt, stepping on the dark silver thin high heels of the beautiful woman Lianbu light move, each to cool Xiaoyu.
Before the arrival of the people, the pleasant voice like water and song came first: ”what's the name of this young lady?”
Liang Xiaoyu looked up and found that after Xin Zezhao left, many beautiful girls in gorgeous clothes gathered around him, and his eyes were constantly scanning him.
Liang Xiaoyu couldn't help him. Sure enough, he was too close to Xin Zezhao. He didn't do anything, so he provoked a lot of enemies.
Although Xin Zezhao was cursed with anger in his heart, his pretty face didn't show at all, and he still had a decent smile in his mouth. After being Xin Zezhao's Secretary for so long, he had not learned everything else, but he had a lot of tricks.
Trying to use a calm tone and a friendly smile, and trying to send out goodwill to break down those unwanted hostility, Liang Xiaoyu whispered his name: ”Liang Xiaoyu.”
Hearing Liang Xiaoyu's reply, the woman in the purple fishtail suit raised her eyebrows and looked at Liang Xiaoyu with pride. She said in a cold voice: ”I haven't heard of this name. The Liang family I know is not as famous as you.”
”Of course, she is not the daughter of Liang family. We have seen Liang Yiling before.” Shi Shiran, another woman wearing a sexy V-neck suspender with open back lace floor long skirt, gracefully comes to the side of the woman in the purple fishtail suit.Liang Xiaoyu is arrogant and arrogant in the face of imposing manner. Looking at her own woman, she still keeps her face unchanged, keeps smiling and lets them talk.
”And how did she get in?” Slightly pick up the willow eyebrow, slender eyes with sharp to look at cool small Yu.