Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

Xiao Ya hadn't seen Xia Qing showing such an expression of determination for a long time, and her intuition told her that Xia Qing seemed to have deeper plans, and it was too late to explain to her.If you look at the search, www>

Out of deep-rooted trust, she chose to obey orders again, and reluctantly let go of the skirt corners she was holding tightly. The little boy followed Xia Qing and sent them all the way out of the office door. Miss, if you need something, you can shout loudly, and I will rush in to save you."

"Okay." Xia Qing nodded, opened the door, reached out to grab Lily in, "Stay with Xiao Ya in the office, don't go out until I come back."

Lily's face flushed, and she looked at Xiao Ya, who was also blushing and seemed to be bursting with anger, and patted her chest firmly, "Miss, don't worry."

"Good." Xia Qing patted her shoulder approvingly, closed the door behind her, and rushed to her battlefield. [

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Zhan Xun occupied the reception room, turned his attention to customers, and blocked all the assistants on the nineteenth floor back to their respective offices, not allowing them to come out and walk around at will, let alone entering and leaving freely.

Before he finished what he planned to do, the nineteenth floor was completely sealed off, people outside were not allowed to enter, and people inside were not allowed to exit.

In the empty public space, the usual hustle and bustle can no longer be seen. Every three meters, there will be a soldier in military uniform standing guard. Walk by, turn a blind eye.

Their faces were slightly unfamiliar, and Xia Qing was no longer sure whether they were the same group of people five years ago.

However, no matter who they are, they are all the same to her—insignificant idlers, puppet thugs under the command of General Zhan.

With a cold smile on her lips, Xia Qing quickened her pace.

Someone opened the door of the reception room for her. On the soft leather sofa, sat an old man with a straight back like a sword and gray hair. With a hint of disdain, Xia Qing was so unceremoniously locked. From the first second she appeared, hostility broke out unscrupulously.

"I warned you, don't pester Jun Kui, girl Xia, do you dare to ignore my words?" As soon as it came up, it was a storm of blame, and Zhan Xun would not show any kindness to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing smiled faintly, walked towards the small bar on the left, found a clean cup, and skillfully brewed a cup of fragrant coffee for herself. The slightly bitter aroma has the power to calm people's hearts, even though she never She doesn't drink, but she also likes to make a cup from time to time to enjoy the beautiful mood brought by coffee.

"You are so unreasonable, how dare you not answer my question." The crutch in his hand poked hard on the ground twice, and the anger that Zhan Xun had suppressed for a few days officially broke out.

Xia Qing picked up the still hot coffee and sniffed it lightly. The tip of her small and delicate nose wrinkled cutely, "This taste is not mellow enough. The guys in the purchasing department are messing around again. This time it can be ignored I caught it, let's see what else they have to say." 