Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 139 Jealousy flying
Meng Yinyin interrupted the assistant rudely: "I'm not interested in knowing about him!"

Don't dirty her ears with those nasty things.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, she knows who Lin Beier is better than anyone else.

It's not a good thing to hang around Lin Bei'er even though she knows she's a piece of shit.

Meng Yinyin rushed into the elevator, just wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.

She let out a sigh of relief when the elevator doors closed.

It's funny to think of Song Tingyue crying so sad when I sang in the morning.

He hugged left and right, not to mention how unrestrained life is.

It has nothing to do with her.

She doesn't want to know about him in the future.

Meng Yinyin gritted her teeth and scolded fiercely: "Song Tingyue, bastard!"

……

Song Tingyue walked out of the office, only to see Meng Yinyin's slender back entering the elevator.

The assistant saw that his boss's expression was not right, lowered his head, and said tremblingly: "Young Master Ting, the proprietress seems to have misunderstood. I want to explain, but the proprietress won't listen."

Song Tingyue's eyes were bottomless, and when he opened his mouth, the coldness was overwhelming: "Go and get the car out."

"Yes……"

The assistant lowered his head and asked anxiously, "Master Ting, do you need me to explain to the proprietress?"

Before he finished speaking, sharp eyes brushed across his face.

The assistant trembled: "I'm going to drive now."

After speaking, he ran away.

……

Sitting in the car, Song Tingyue glanced coldly across the street corner, and Meng Yinyin's lonely back fell into his eyes.

She is wearing a pink dress today, like a fluttering butterfly, beautiful and bright.

No matter how many people are on the street, she is also the most eye-catching one.

Even the back view is breathtakingly beautiful.

The assistant also saw it: "Master Ting, it's the proprietress!"

Song Tingyue didn't speak, and closed his eyes to rest.

The assistant saw his boss's reaction through the rearview mirror, pursed his lips, and dared not speak any more.

Bentley, who was carrying Song Tingyue, soon arrived at the downstairs of Lin Beier's studio.

Under the escort of bodyguards, Lin Bei'er got into Song Tingyue's car.

Lin Bei'er was dressed up beautifully, exuding an enticing sweet fragrance from her body.

"Mr. Song, I really didn't expect you to invite me to your private party. It's an honor!"

Lin Bei'er was used to seeing big scenes, but she also behaved gracefully.

It's just that her big eyes, whose corners almost open to the bridge of her nose, reveal greed.

Song Tingyue is completely different from the wealthy people she has come into contact with before.

He is not only rich but also handsome, with a cold and noble demeanor, calm and elegant demeanor, and there is no flaw in his whole body.

The term "Golden Turtle" was coined for him.

Sitting in Song Tingyue's car, Lin Bei'er had already fantasized about climbing into his bed and giving birth to his child.

She even thought about the nickname of their child.

Song Tingyue said lightly: "I am also very honored."

After saying these five words, he took out his mobile phone to check the performance reports reported by various departments.

Seeing that he was busy, Lin Beier was too embarrassed to disturb him.

She knows that a sensible woman is more likely to win the favor of a successful man.

Arrived at a high-end private club on the outskirts of the city.

Song Tingyue got off the car first.

Lin Bei'er thought that he would be a gentleman below to support her, but when she poked her head out, Song Tingyue had already walked away.

What a shame!
Lin Bei'er curled her lips unhappily, and quickly followed after holding up the hem of the dress.

"President Song, can you walk a little slower?"

Song Tingyue turned a deaf ear to her plea, and still strode steadily, calmly and calmly.

(Xiaxia’s mother: A good show is about to begin. Young Master Ting: I’m angry! Yinyin: I’m also angry! Xiaxia’s mother: Just keep doing it. Please recommend tickets, thank you 135***21 baby for rewarding 100 Shubi, I love you, oh my!)
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