The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 141 Chapter 142
The Eisen Administrative Office Building on the west side of the Presidential Palace is about to hold a ministerial-level international counter-terrorism conference hosted by the Secretary of State. Government officials and experts from more than 50 countries are sitting in the solemn conference hall. It's not due yet.

Sitting behind Ye Mei, Tong Lu remembered the close kiss she secretly tiptoed to Leng Yejin that day.

It's just a close kiss, why every time I think about it, my face is so hot that it seems to be burned to death?
But, after all, it was the first time I took the initiative to post and kiss him, a damn milestone~~~~
crazy.How can she do this?

Suddenly there was a slight sound next to her ear, and Tong Lu came back to her senses suddenly, and found that the teacup in front of Ye Mei had been overturned, she hurried up to help her clean it up, and accidentally caught a glimpse of her face, a little flustered and a little pale.

"Ye Mei, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm not sure, go get me a change." Ye Mei pretended to be calm, but her face was already facing an enemy.

At this moment, at the entrance of the meeting hall, four or five important military officials from other countries are coming, all of them are uniforms, and there is a man who stands out from the crowd. Her vigilance is so high, she found her peeping in an instant, her eyes lightly swept over her, and just one glance made her heart tremble.

Those eyes are obviously evil and charming, but they have no warmth. Although they are good-looking, they are a bit like Satan.

Suddenly, the man stepped gracefully on the velvet carpet and walked towards them.

"Mr. Lan, where is your seat?"

"Can't you sit down casually?" The man paused, his arrogant face stained with a cold and arrogant attitude: "The rules in your country are so rigid? You have to abide by the old rules even for a seat? How can you fight against terrorists who don't follow the rules?"

"Uh...you can do whatever you want."

The man suddenly pulled away the chair next to Ye Mei with a slight impatience of being disturbed, and while sitting arrogantly, he casually stroked his chin with his fingers, and shot over with deep eyes: "Little beauty, staring at me like this , Do you think I'm pretty?"

Tong Lu was embarrassed, is this man talking to her?
He quickly lowered his head and went to clean up the table, only to find that Ye Mei's palms on the table had turned white at some point. It was strange that there was no danger in the meeting room, and someone like Ye Mei should have experienced all kinds of big things. The mature woman on the scene is so nervous for a meeting?

Tong Lu didn't care too much. After clearing the teacups, she sat back behind Ye Mei again, her eyes swept away inadvertently, and Mr. Lan and Ye Mei actually fought. At this time, the meeting had already started, and the entire conference hall was extremely solemn. They all sat motionless in their chairs, no different from others, but their lower body hands and feet were already fighting to the death.

God, are these two enemies?
Ye Mei obviously couldn't stand it. In the end, Mr. Lan's legs were suppressed to death. The man's big palm clamped her hand, and his fingers intertwined. Ye Mei tried to break free, but couldn't shake it off. 1 minute, 10 minutes For half an hour, Tong Lu secretly sweated for Ye Mei, should she find a way to save Ye Mei?

Lan Quan, let me go.Ye Mei tilted her head, her eyes warning.

Lan Quan didn't even look at her. He took out a cigarette from his pocket with one hand and lit it. The light from the cigarette butt emitted gray smoke slowly. He sat there with his chin propped up, as if he was listening to someone's speech seriously. , the delicate and handsome side face is full of arrogance and "Are you flirting with me? Sorry, I don't know you well".

(End of this chapter)