Chapter 130 (1/2)

”Yes.” An Shiqi sipped a sip of water lightly and answered in doubt. She didn't adapt to the gentle Mrs. song.

What else did Mrs. song want to say? A man came from outside and said something in her ear. Her eyes to anshiqi became fierce.

Mrs. song looked at her and said coldly, ”I don't think miss an is suitable to be in a branch with me. I'll arrange another one for you tomorrow!”

”President, what happened?” She's leaving in a few days?

”Come on, I don't want to see you.” Mrs. song waved her hand. Two bodyguards around her looked at her and dragged her out.

Angshiqi was dragged a face muddled, ”president, how do you say.”

”Go to another company to have a good exercise, come from the bottom, and talk to me again when you reach a certain height with your strength.” Mrs. song didn't want to listen to her at all and sent her away.

Angie was thrown at the door of the company, the people around her pointed, and suddenly her face was shrouded in shadow.

She raised her head, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and looked at the car which came against the light. A figure gradually came down from the car. The figure gradually became clear from the blur. She was stunned.

Tears let the voice dyed hoarseness, ”song, song Zhiyuan.”

Song Zhiyuan didn't trust her. As soon as he finished the meeting, he came back from the company. Seeing her crying, his heart softened into a pool of water. He picked her up carefully, ”it's OK. I'm here. Don't be afraid.”

”Ah.” An Shiqi gave a low cry. Her nervous little hands had no place to place. She was afraid that she could only encircle song Zhiyuan's neck for fear of falling down. Her face was as red as a drop of blood.

Song Zhiyuan pursed her lips and put her on the copilot without saying a word.

Angshiqi didn't say the estimation. She turned her head and looked at Song Zhiyuan's Junyan. When did she want to say something, she found nothing to say and swallowed all the words back.

When song Zhiyuan saw that she was trying to stop talking, he wanted to laugh. But for anshiqi's thin skinned, he would have laughed.

He reached out his hand and rubbed her hair. Her hair was thin and soft, and the good touch felt like a feather gently across his heart.

Angshiqi panicked to avoid, saying something stuttering, ”general manager, President, you...”

Song Zhiyuan sighed and wiped off her face with a wet paper towel. After removing layers of makeup, she saw five finger prints on her white face.

Song Zhiyuan's aura changed in vain, ”who fought this?”

The whole car was filled with cold air from his anger. Angshiqi was shocked. She murmured and moved her mouth, ”president, I, I'm really OK.”

Seeing an Shiqi avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion, song Zhiyuan gently picked up her chin with his fingers, bent down and gave her a kiss on her lips.

Anshiqi widens her eyes, and her eyes are covered with mist.

She was rigid and willing to move, as if the time had been fixed in this moment.

Song Zhiyuan gently touched her cheek, sighed and then returned to her usual cold appearance.

It was as if the gentle person was not her.

Angshiqi blinked her eyes and suspected that she had an illusion, but the touch on her lips was so clear.

It took a long time for an Shiqi to find her voice, ”president, what do you mean?”

Rumors about her and song Zhiyuan are the same in the company, but they have never clarified them as the parties.

She can get to today's position is also thanks to song Zhiyuan, in the past, at most they had a one night stand relationship, and gradually she understood song Zhiyuan's temperament, song Zhiyuan also became her boss, and did not have that mind.

”I'm sorry.” After a long silence, song Zhiyuan began to speak slowly.

”Ah?” Angshiqi obviously can't keep up with the rhythm, so just kissing her is to apologize to her?