Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

"Okay." Xia Dongye nodded for three seconds, quickly hung up the phone and got up, calling Song Haiyue who had already walked to the door, "Miss Song, please wait a moment!"

Haiyue turned around in a daze, her voice was almost inaudible, "Doctor Xia, what else do you need?"

Xia Dongye took off his white robe and hung it on the hanger, grabbed the car keys and walked to Haiyue, saying, "Let's go, Jing Qiu will let me take you there."

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After Xia Dongye sent Haiyue to the door, he went back.

Haiyue stood in front of Sikong's house, staring at the exquisite building behind the door in a daze.

This is Song Haiyue's second time stepping into Sikong's house. Although she has seen the luxury and financial resources of Sikong's family for a long time, Haiyue was still shocked when she saw it again, and she became more determined in her inner thoughts.

No matter what method she uses, she will definitely not let Du Yunyan die!

Haiyue took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, pressed the electric bell tremblingly, and then stood there nervously waiting.

The door opened quickly, and Haiyue saw a middle-aged man in a suit, about 50 years old, appear behind the door, and hurriedly bowed to say hello: "Hi! I'm here to see Mr. Sikong!"

The middle-aged man looked her up and down and said, "Come in, the young master is waiting for you inside."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the main house without looking back.

"Thank you, thank you." Haiyue nodded, trotting after the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man led Haiyue around the mansion, and after walking for about 5 minutes, he stopped in front of a white room on the third floor.

The middle-aged man knocked on the door and said expressionlessly, "Master, the person has already been brought."

No sound came from inside.

Why didn't you speak, would you?Sikong Jingqiu suddenly regretted it?

Haiyue twisted her hands nervously, waiting, and just when Haiyue was about to wring her hands off, a low voice came from the door, "Let her in."

"Yes." The middle-aged man pushed open the door and made a gesture of invitation, "Go in."

Haiyue bit her lip, stiffened her body nervously, and walked in with small steps, not daring to look around at all.

The deep male voice sounded again, "It's none of your business, go out and lock the door, no one is allowed to come to the third floor without my order."

"Yes." The voice of the middle-aged man came from behind, followed by the sound of closing the door with a "click", and Haiyue trembled involuntarily.

Sikong Jingqiu looked at the person standing at the door and frowned, "What are you doing standing there, don't you need me for something, come here."

Song Haiyue, don't be afraid!

Haiyue secretly yelled to herself in her heart, and walked towards the source of the voice step by step, until she saw Sikong Jingqiu's feet wearing house shoes, she stopped and said hello timidly: "Si, Mr. Sikong, You, hello."

Why are you keeping your head down? Is he ugly?Sikong Jingqiu looked at the hair on the top of her head and said unhappily, "What are you doing with your head down? Raise your head!"

He hates other people facing him with the top of their head!

"Yes!" Haiyue raised her head slowly, but was startled by Sikong Jingqiu's clothes, her face turned red instantly.

Sikong Jingqiu leaned gracefully beside the desk, his whole body exuded a lazy smell, his hair seemed to have just been washed, and it fell messily on his forehead, Haiyue seemed to be able to smell the faint scent coming from his hair. The scent of shampoo, he was wearing a dark red nightgown, which was not pulled up very formally, the front was loosened, revealing a large piece of slightly bronzed skin...