The young master of the president kneels and sings conquest

She was wearing a plain white shirt, with the neckline unbuttoned to the second button just right, revealing her slender and delicate collarbone.

It is covered with a vest, inlaid with gold rims, and looks majestic.

The perfect facial features are astonishing as heaven and man, but there is a trace of coldness in those clear eyes, which makes people daunting.

Zhong Xue took a step forward, with an elegant smile on her face, "Master President, why are you here?"

President Lan Qianye's son, the well-known Lan Qianchen, has just been exposed recently, and he has always been a man of influence in Islow. Does anyone know who doesn't know?

No matter the men or women around him, they looked at him with reverence and awe.

Lan Qianchen was born with a convincing leadership temperament, noble and profound.

Lan Qianchen didn't even look at Zhong Xue, and walked straight towards Yin Xiayue, making Zhong Xue stunned in embarrassment.

"Yin Xiayue, you idiot, what are you doing?" Lan Qianchen frowned, grabbed the knife from her hand, and threw it a few meters away.

Yin Xiayue didn't seem to hear what he said. Without a knife, she used her fingernails to dug those wounds, and the wounds became bigger and bigger, and the scabs would never heal.

That's the wrist, with arteries on it!

An Muqing held back the tears in her eyes, and quickly grabbed Yin Xiayue's hand, but she was so strong that she broke free after a while!

At this moment, Lan Qianchen didn't even think about it, and did something that no one expected...

He actually hugged Yin Xiayue tightly, tightly!Let her whole body fall into his arms!

Yin Xiayue was in his arms, shivering like a small shrimp, trembling unceasingly, tears spilling wantonly on his chest, but he didn't care about it, and kept pressing his lips tightly, endless pity flashed across his dark eyes .

"Yin Xiayue, you idiot, what's wrong with you?"

Now, anyone can see that the young master of the president definitely has something to do with this Yin Xiayue, and it's not just an ordinary relationship!

Zhong Xue's mouth was so wide open that she could put down an egg!

When she came back to her senses, she suppressed the unhappiness and jealousy in her heart, stepped forward, and still respectfully said, "Master Qianchen, this commoner is not worth what you do!"

Lan Qianchen still didn't look at her, Yin Xiayue in his arms was so fragile, as long as he was a little distracted, it seemed that she would shatter.

An Muqing, on the other hand, stood up proudly, staring at Zhong Xue with ice-like eyes, raised her hand with disdain, and handed Zhong Xue a piece of paper.

Zhong Xue took it suspiciously, her eyes widened in an instant, her high heels suddenly became unsteady, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"How could you be..."

"Shut your mouth, you are not worthy of revealing my identity!" An Muqing was as noble as a princess at the moment, looking down at Zhong Xue from a high position, "If you don't want the news of your Zhong family's bankruptcy to spread the next day, You better give me an explanation for this matter!"

"I..." Zhong Xue's tears came urgently and violently, but the people around couldn't understand at all!

How could Zhong Xue, who has an unparalleled status, be so afraid of the daughter of a small chaebol?

Have they all met An Muqing's father?It was just a middle-aged man in extremely ordinary clothes.

"Get out of the way—" At some point, Lan Qianchen hugged Yin Xiayue.

Yin Xiayue has fallen into a coma, and the situation is not optimistic.

The blood all over the place is like manjusawa blooming all over the sky, full of hopeless beauty.