Hidden marriage husband is too cold-blooded

Chapter 120 Misunderstanding (4)

The next day, Tan Xiyue got up and went down to eat breakfast, and looked at Xi Dichen who had already started on the other side of the table, with elegant movements, eating at a leisurely pace.

Tan Xiyue raised her eyes to look at his sexy thin lips, she was chewing a mouthful of bread, she lightly closed it, and suddenly remembered the warm feeling of the kiss in the car last night...

At this moment, Xi Dichen, who was eating, looked over and gave her a cold look. Tan Xiyue immediately gnawed on her breakfast nervously, her face was hot.

"Don't wake up early in the morning, you will have spring."

Xi Dichen's cool tone came from the top of his head, which made people want to scream after hearing it.

"I don't have it, which eye of yours saw it." Tan Xiyue hurriedly defended herself.

Xi Dichen put down the wiped tissue, and said lightly: "Two eyes, it's written on your face."

After hearing Xi Dichen's words, Tan Xiyue immediately raised her hands and touched her face, is there any, how can there be, how can it be possible to write on a good face.

Seeing this woman's childish behavior, Xi Dichen curled the corners of his mouth without any trace, got up and walked to the sofa, lifted his coat elegantly with one hand, and left.

Looking at Xi Dichen's back, Tan Xiyue did not forget to shout: "You read it wrong, no, no."

The words she said were like being hit on cotton, and someone didn't care about her.

Tan Xiyue came to the company and walked with a little fear, thinking in her heart that Xi Dichen was holding her last night, I don't know if it was photographed by the media.

Originally, the secretary accompanied the president to attend the meeting, and being the president's female companion was a very common thing, but last night Xi Dichen carried her out.

That's not something ordinary subordinates would do, she's afraid, Xi Dichen, the dignified president of Dijue Group holding a woman in his arms, is simply headline news.

After finally walking to his post and sitting down, he heard Fan Qianqian's voice.

"Some people, who didn't know they were caught in the ground again, sneaked into that high-level, and they can be the president's girlfriend not long after they came. In order to get close to the president, it really is true that their legs are wide enough."

Hearing this, Tan Xiyue felt furious in her heart. She was so angry that she got up together and turned to look at secretary Fan Qianqian, "What nonsense are you talking about? This female companion was arranged by Xu Tezhu , if you don’t accept it, go to him, it’s useless to talk about it here.”

"Yo, what did I say, I admit it." Fan Qianqian snorted, looked at Tan Xiyue and spoke with a smile, her appearance was really embarrassing.

"I think you are jealous. What's the use of you muttering here? If you have the ability, you can be his girlfriend next time."

Tan Xiyue didn't want to quarrel with others, but this Fan Qianqian was unbearable.

"Shut up." Shen Yu walked in, saw them muttering and arguing in the workplace, and immediately yelled loudly.

Then he said: "It's going to be noisy, go out and make noise outside after get off work, this is the place to go to work."

Everyone became quiet now, Tan Xiyue sat back in her seat and went to work.
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"President, what happened last night was suppressed by the media. They didn't dare to report it even if they knew it was your intention." Tezhu Xu stood at the desk, looked at Xi Dichen, and said slowly.

"En." Xi Dichen looked at the document, and simply replied without much expression on his face.

Special Assistant Xu looked at the president in front of him and continued, "That man should have been lying in bed for a while yesterday, but..."

When Xi Dichen heard Xu Tezhu say 'but', he didn't continue. He looked up at Xu Tezhu and motioned him to continue.

"But as far as I know, this man has been chasing Miss Cheng before, and his private life is not messy. How could it happen last night..."

Xu Tezhu looked at Xi Dichen, and still expressed his doubts. He hoped that he was thinking too much.

(End of this chapter)