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

But... What do you want to say when you hit it?Ask him what he thinks about this incident?still?Ask him if he is the planner of this incident?

Haiyue's expression was blank.

She didn't know what she wanted next, or rather, she didn't know what she could do next.

Faced with so many media bombardments, Haiyue found that she had no ability to resist at all, let alone any capital to resist.

Slowly put the microphone back, Haiyue stared at the phone in a daze.

For some reason, the quarrel between Sikong Jingqiu and Sikong Manor in the morning suddenly came to mind, as well as the cruel words he said.

Haiyue suddenly felt how naive her thoughts were!

She actually wanted to declare war on Sikong Jingqiu through the media outside...

The results of it?

As a result, she didn't have time to do anything at all, and the media had already launched a terrible attack on the couple.And this attack may ruin their reputation and lead them into the abyss of eternal doom...

Haiyue looked at the constantly replayed pictures on the TV screen, and felt so remorseful that she wanted to just die!

She lowered her head slowly and buried her face deeply in her hands.

Hot tears rolled out of her eyes, soaked her cold cheeks, slipped from between her fingers, drop by drop, and fell on the table and the floor...

"Pa-pa-pa-" one sound, as if someone was holding a hammer and hammering a nail into her heart, the pain was piercing.

All of this is her fault!

If it wasn't for her and Du Yunyan's broken connection and ambiguity, such a thing would never have happened today...

Awakened by her crying, Mama Li sat next to her, "Haiyue? Are you okay?"

Haiyue didn't answer.

Seeing her like this, Mama Li couldn't say anything, so she could only sit there silently and wait for her to finish crying.

After a long time, Haiyue finally calmed down.

She wiped her eyes, raised her head, and stared straight at the phone.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he picked up the phone and pressed a series of numbers.

That was Sikong Jingqiu's cell phone number.

"Hello, who is it?" The person who answered the phone was Secretary Lin, and Haiyue could hear her voice.

She didn't make any associations, if something like this happened, Sikong Jingqiu's phone must have been blown up by people from all walks of life.

"Secretary Lin, it's me, Song Haiyue, is Jingqiu here?" Haiyue asked anxiously.

"The general manager's wife?" Secretary Lin exclaimed in surprise, but Song Haiyue did not expect Song Haiyue to call, "General manager, it's—"

Secretary Lin's voice suddenly stopped, and there was a piercing noise from the receiver, followed by Sikong Jingqiu's voice.

"Where are you?!"

Haiyue didn't expect Sikong Jingqiu's first sentence to say this, she stood there in a daze, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Seeing that she was silent, Sikong Jingqiu asked again, with a strong and domineering tone, "Where are you now?"

"I—" Haiyue opened her mouth, but found that her throat was choked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Where are you?" Sikong Jingqiu asked again.

Haiyue swallowed hard and said, "I'm at Xia Dongye's house, you..."

"Wait for me there!" After Sikong Jingqiu finished speaking, he cut off the phone without giving Haiyue a chance to speak.

What does Sikong Jingqiu mean...waiting for him here?

Haiyue stared blankly at the phone in a daze.

Could it be that... is he coming over?