A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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Moreover, he didn't want to bother.

Marry Xia Ruoqi, give her a title, so that she will not have no support in the world, and then help her get the inheritance of the He family——

This is his promise to Tiantian, and he will definitely fulfill it. [

Zheng Keyun led Xia Ruoqi directly to the 29th floor, handed her over to his secretary, then turned around and went straight into the meeting room.

Xia Ruoqi, led by the woman who looked about 30 years old, went to Zheng Keyun's office and waited for him.

The secretary didn't say anything, poured a cup of tea for Xia Ruoqi, and then backed out.

Before leaving, he gave her a meaningful look.

That look was very contemptuous, as if she was a woman Zheng Keyun took care of.

Xia Ruoqi felt humiliated.

She glared at the secretary's leaving back angrily, and wanted to rush up to her to argue, but she didn't know where to start. After all, the other party didn't speak, if she rushed up suddenly, it would only show her guilty conscience.

Xia Ruoqi gritted her teeth, bearing the disdainful gaze.

At this time, her hatred for He Tiantian and Zheng Keyun deepened.

If it wasn't for them, she wouldn't be here at all, accepting this look!

She is not Zheng Keyun's mistress, let alone being his mistress, why does that woman look at herself in that way? !

Xia Ruoqi was so angry that she started to vent her anger on the things on Zheng Keyun's desk.

She took out the small scissors in her cosmetic bag, unplugged the telephone cord on the table, and cut bit by bit, cursing Zheng Keyun incessantly.

The long telephone knot was quickly cut like a mouse gnawed, and the body was completely shattered.

Xia Ruoqi looked at them, and the anger in her heart finally faded.

Satisfied, she put the phone line back together, and started to grab the fax machine, then the mouse cable, the keyboard cable...

During Zheng Keyun's meeting for more than an hour, Xia Ruoqi was like a busy groundhog, digging here and there, cutting all the threads that could be cut in his office into a mess.

Looking at the broken thread on the ground, Xia Ruoqi put her hands on her hips in satisfaction, and the villain snorted triumphantly.