How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1831 Sweet Marriage 392 I naturally know the meaning of this word—scar.

Hao Xiaoman raised his hand and closed his chin, silently lowered his head and picked up the spoon.

Is this person perverted? !

Not only to watch her every move, but also to get the detailed information of the people around her?
The desire to control has reached this level, what else can it be if it is not a pervert? !

……

After eating dinner and washing the dishes and chopsticks, it was already 09:30.

Originally, I wanted to have a drink and rest, but tomorrow is still full of classes, so I decided to leave now.

Nan Mubai was still working in the study. After getting dressed, she pushed open the door of the study and poked her head in: "It's getting late, I want to..."

Halfway through the speech, it stopped abruptly.

The man behind the desk was talking on the phone, speaking pure English with a sexy English accent.

The 'scars' entered the earholes without warning.

She is a medical student, so she naturally knows the meaning of this word - scar.

Apparently, he was communicating with the dermatologists he had carefully selected for Lin Wanqing's scar removal plan.

Nan Mubai probably didn't expect that she would come in without even knocking on the door. After all, his identity as the president of Nan's Group is there. In his consciousness, no one would break into his private room without his consent. field.

In fact, Hao Xiaoman is also used to knocking when entering other people's rooms, which is the most basic courtesy to her, but this time she entered Nan Mubai's room, and she subconsciously felt that knocking would be too much. too polite...

Sure enough, you should knock on the door first.

Nan Mubai threw 'hold on please' to the other party, and got up from behind the desk: "Going back?"

There was no sign of embarrassment or discomfort on his face, he was indifferent and casual, as if he was just chatting with an ordinary business friend.

Hao Xiaoman looked at him silently for a few seconds, nodded his head and said 'yes': "Go ahead, there is a bus stop downstairs, I'll just take the bus back."

At this time, when the bus is free, it will not be so crowded that there are no seats, nor will it be so idle that it will be scary.

"No, I'll take care of it right away, you go outside and wait for me, I'll take you back."

"..."

Hao Xiaoman opened his mouth, wanting to reject him, but the next moment he sat back and continued talking with the other party.

She bit her lip, looked at his stern and resolute side face under the bright light, was silent for a moment, and then silently backed out.

……

Before Nan Mubai came out of the study, he got a call from Gu Qingtian.

She leaned on the sofa, frowned and looked at the name displayed on the phone, thinking about what was the first sentence he said to her when they met last time?

Oh, remembered.

He said, if you want to find me in the future, just call my secretary, don't just call my private cell phone!

Ah.

The red lips traced a mocking arc, and she was suddenly curious, what kind of earth-shattering event caused this man to risk calling her?
After dialing to answer the call, a man's deep and indifferent voice came: "If you have time, please make an appointment to meet."

The commanding tone and haughty attitude, as if she should obediently obey his summons as a matter of course.

Hao Xiaoman frowned, flicked the non-existent dust on his legs carelessly with his fingers, and lightly threw out three words: "No time."

She really didn't have time. Of course, even if she had time, she didn't want to meet him.

(End of this chapter)