How can the president be fierce

Chapter 54 I, Xia Huan, Really Don't Want to Clean Up!Dirty!
Qing Xiaomo had been classmates with Xia Huan for three years, and her rival in love for three years. She knew that woman's temperament very well. She was willful, big-name, and she would take soft things instead of tough ones. The more others forced her, the more disgusted she became.

Just as he was wondering if she would come, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slender figure appearing at the door.

She was wearing a thick and colorful long dress, with maroon curly hair casually scattered on her shoulders, charming but not charming, beautiful but not bewitching.

"Yo, are you here too?"

Xia Huan casually took off her sunglasses and threw them on the table, her eyelashes curled up, and her beautiful eyes sized her up: "Two panda eyes, do you want to be a national treasure?"

In front of so many people, Qing Xiaomo didn't feel like having a fit, so she just gave her an angry look, and replied in a low voice, "I want you to take care of it!"

Xia Huan sneered, and stopped making things difficult for her. She raised her hand to take the script from her agent and flipped through it: "I took a rough look at this script yesterday, and it's not bad. It's quite challenging."

There are only a handful of works that can be recognized by her.

The meeting starts soon.

Qing Xiaomo listened very seriously at first, but as she listened, those voices gradually turned into a lullaby.

sleepy dog...

Little by little, the upper and lower eyelids fought happily, inseparable.

Liang Musheng casually flipped through the script, and occasionally glanced sideways at her, his half-drawn eyelashes covering all the emotions in his eyes.

As the producer, he didn't open his mouth to drive this ignorant little girl out, and the others could only pretend that they didn't see it and continued to discuss the details.

He fell asleep so badly that he tilted his body and slid directly from the chair.

The man's powerful hands supported her lower back at an extremely fast speed, and brought her back to the chair halfway.

Qing Xiaomo woke up instantly, wiped the drool from the corner of her lips, and apologized vaguely.

"Go and wash your face to sober up." He ordered softly.

……

Before entering the bathroom, she faintly heard the woman's low sneer: "You forced me to film the scene you chose, and you also came to ask me if I hurt your little pet? Xi He, is it true that whenever a woman is around You cry in front of me, even if I say I killed her whole family, do you believe it?"

"..."

"Heh! Young Master Xi, you really think highly of yourself. As for that third-rate little wild model, I, Xia Huan, really can't help but clean up that third-rate little wild model! You think it's dirty!"

boom--

The door was suddenly opened with a bang, Qing Xiaomo backed up a few steps in shock, and looked at the woman with wet eyes in surprise and embarrassment.

He seemed to have cried, but he heard the voice just now, but there was no trace of choking.

It turns out...the legendary rich man who raised her...was Xihe! !
Xia Huan stepped on her high heels and approached her a few steps, threatening fiercely: "If you dare to say a word, believe it or not, I will beat you into a pig's head?!"

Although it wasn't intentional, she still eavesdropped on other people's secrets. Seeing her now, Qing Xiaomo seemed a little sad, and it was the first time she didn't contradict her.

Only then was Xia Huan satisfied, and she stood in front of the mirror and carefully touched up her makeup until she regained her aura-filled idol before walking away.

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(End of this chapter)