Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 200 Underworld?
After tidying up the skirts on her body, Nian Shiqian deliberately chose a dress that looked more standard to show her sincerity.

The editor-in-chief thinks highly of her, so she can't live up to the editor-in-chief's expectations of her in public, and she can't let her friends down in private!

Leaning against the bay window, Song Yanheng put his hands in his pockets, looked at a plane passing by in the sky, and meditated.

"Ring bell bell."

The phone rang.

"Boss, I'm sorry, Mr. Tom has left Long·seng Hotel."

Song Yanheng's eyes froze: "When did it happen?"

"Just this morning, Mr. Tom left with his secretary, but...but I didn't find out his whereabouts, but it is certain that Mr. Tom did not leave T City..."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yanheng's peaceful expression turned stern. Everything was in his plan, but now, it was broken.

Room 1308.

Nian Shiqian stood outside the door, took a deep breath, adjusted her tense expression, and then rang the doorbell.

"Ding dong."

There was no movement in the house.

After waiting, Nian Shiqian rang the doorbell again.

"Ding dong."

Still no one responded.

Nian Shiqian had no choice but to reach out and knock on the door, and there was a sound of bumping into something inside.

Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, but only a gap was exposed, a bloodshot eye looked at her coldly, and the room was pitch black, as if the lights were not turned on.

"Who are you looking for?" The man said coldly.

She paused while reading, Tom Lee is French-Chinese, her parents are both economists, it can be said that she was born into a scholarly family, her temperament is absolutely nothing to say, but now, even though she only saw half of her face, she still finds her face disgusting .

"Hello." Nian Shiqian hurriedly bowed, "I am a reporter from the Economic Edition of Fengyu Magazine. My name is Nian Shiqian. Mr. Tom, I hope to interview you. Look..."

"What Tom?" The man interrupted her viciously, "You've got the wrong man."

Seeing that he was about to close the door, Nian Shiqian hurried forward to block it: "Mr. Tom, I know I was being presumptuous. I'm sorry. At that time, I hoped that you would give me some time, Mr. Tom..."

"You let go, if you don't let go, I will be rude to you!"

The man flicked the door in his hand, and threw Nian Shiqian aside. The high heels accidentally scratched the edge of the carpet, and he fell down in a panic. The man stepped aside and watched Nian Shiqian fall to the ground. .

"Yeah." When I read it, I frowned suddenly in light pain, and looked up inadvertently, and was immediately frightened.

It's not that the light in the room was not turned on, but a small light was turned on, surrounded by a few big shirtless men, all of them looked menacing, and she also saw a pair of Take the gleaming machete.

Underworld?
Isn't this Mr. Tom's room?

Could it be that Mr. Tom was kidnapped?
Quickly got up, Nian Shiqian stepped back: "I'm sorry, sir, I think I went to the wrong room, I'm sorry."

Nian Shiqian immediately wanted to run, and put a big and generous hand on her shoulder: "Beauty, just leave as soon as you say, isn't it rude?"

Biting her lower lip remorsefully, she turned around with a shallow smile and looked at the big man with a smirk: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"Honey, I made you not wear glasses again. Okay, have you misread the house number again? There is really nothing I can do about you."

Song Yanheng's gentle voice came.

(End of this chapter)