How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1217 Xia Huanxi Business Chapter 405 Mr. Xi is very angry, and the consequences are serious.

And hate, in fact, is a stronger emotion than love.

There was a slight moisture in the man's eyes, and his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he just buried his head into her neck, and there was a long silence.

……

At the end of December, a violent snowstorm crossed the vast ocean from New York and approached Liangcheng.

Xia Huan got on the plane to the Maldives before the snowstorm arrived.

Vacation.

'Blizzard' was in vain, and the voice on the phone was so gloomy that water could be squeezed out: "Xia Huan, if I am really determined to catch you, how long can you escape?"

At that time, the little woman in a bikini lying on the beach basking in the sun took a sip of coconut juice leisurely, and said lazily, "I didn't escape, the crew wrapped up, please let us lead actors relax, I came here because of no other choice. "

While speaking, Shake whistled to several muscular men in the sea.

At the other end, the man sneered lowly: "You don't want to step back behind the scenes, but you actually want to use filming to have an open and honest relationship with those little fresh meats?"

"..."

In the past three full months, they have quarreled countless times because of this matter.

He was busy with work, and occasionally took time to go home, only to find that Mrs. Xi was busier than him, the president. He went home twice a week, but she went home once a month.

In three months, I only met him once, and I didn't even touch Mrs. Xi's little hand. I just said a few words in a hurry outside the gate of Xi's house and got into the nanny's car.

Mr. Xi was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

The serious consequence was that it directly led to the snatching of several love scripts that she had already negotiated, and the rare kiss scenes in several large-scale costume dramas were also completely cut out.

It was as if she was just a potted flower he raised, and he could prune it however he liked, watering and fertilizing it if he liked it, and even uprooting her if he didn't like it.

Xia Huan was also angry. When she was chasing her, why didn't she see her so busy at work, and she could see his people everywhere. Now that she was reconciled, she started busy again. She didn't even ask about the beautiful women in the secretary's office of his New York headquarters. A young secretary of mixed race from different countries, he still has the face to interfere in her life!
As soon as he shook his hand, the phone fell into the hands of the assistant behind him.

The little assistant held the phone tremblingly, trembling with fear: "Sister Huan, it's not good for us to be like this? President Xi loses his temper just in case..."

Xia Huan put on sunglasses, and lay leisurely in the lounge chair. Under the sun, her skin was white and her red lips were beautiful: "What are you afraid of? If he loses his temper, he loses his temper with me."

The little assistant whimpered.

She is afraid that she doesn't understand what it means that a fire at the city gate will affect the fish in the pond.

She is Mr. Xi's darling, and even if Mr. Xi loses his temper, he won't be able to bear to touch her. It's hard to say about the small fry around them. They will be burned to ashes every minute...

……

After drinking some wine with the crew, I wandered back to the guest room, and when I closed the door, I felt an opposite resistance.

Xia Huan turned around slowly, and saw Wu Xingchen, the second male lead of the same crew, standing behind him, smiling particularly maliciously.

He is half-acquainted with him. In this script, he loves the female number two, and he only had a few scenes with each other in the early stage of filming. They met and said hello on weekdays, and chatted for a while.

She put one hand against the door and looked him up and down: "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)