Fickle CEO

"Bang!" It was not a big sound, her back of the head immediately pain from a bag.

“……” Lan River murmurs a sound, small hand covers the head, droops the eye, the pain straight inhales.

The man with a strong figure like a God was light and focused, and his eyes slowly fell on her. Then he raised his slender and bony fingers and changed his shirt. Button by button, his thin lips were pursed, and his expression showed a suffocating indifference.

Lan Xi raised his head, startled and angry, and his little face turned red: "you Why are you in my bathroom? "

She was so used to speaking that she did not notice the natural exclusiveness and possessiveness between her words.

Mu Yan Chen Liang's thin eyes glanced at her, and also clearly noticed how smooth the words "my family" were in her words, which made him see more. She did not apply pink. Girls at the same age had just begun to make up their eyeliner and lip gloss, and their white faces were confused. Even the bright red lips were naturally moist and well protected.

Take back his eyes, he has been packed, slender fingers will change the shirt picked up, fold twice, throw into the garbage basket.

Lan Xi was stunned, and her long eyelashes trembled. As soon as he was about to speak, he passed her indifferently. It seemed that he didn't want to talk to her. She was a little surprised, and her cold eyes forced him to the back of his head.

This arrogant man!

She looked at her expression in the mirror. She looked like a typical little girl, but he was already a 27 year old man in charge of the world. Such a man to be her brother?

Lan Xi cast a low mantra. I feel that the elder brother in the movie is not much older than his sister, but at least he has the same aura. Occasionally, he and she are deeply in love with each other? Don't be funny!

Lan Xi suddenly frowns - what is she thinking?

This man's mother is her mother's rival, the third party in her parents' marriage, but she still thinks about how to reconcile their relationship?? Mulanxi, you're starving for love, aren't you?

Small face embarrassed and pale, she woke up, looking at the man's shirt for the trash can, kicked it out.

***

tell them everything, Mo Ruqing will send them out.

"Lan Xi, you take this card. Mingsheng wants me to give it to you. You can brush whatever you want, and don't neglect yourself when you go out." She took out a card and handed it to Lan Xi.

"It's not that I don't come back when I go out? Do you need it? " Lan Xi twisted his small face and frowned.

Mo Ruqing's smile froze in place, and the hand stretched out doesn't know whether to continue or to take back.

In the opposite has opened the door of Mu Yanchen face suddenly overcast, he wants to drive in, but two seconds or "bang!" Have to close, cold and indifferent eyes swept over.

Lanxi only felt that the air pressure around the car body was slowly depressed, and she felt cold all over her body. Her small face was slightly pale. When she turned her head, she found that mu Yanchen had come behind her. Her tall figure showed a sense of oppression, which forced her to even dare not look directly.

"No, is it?" His low, cold voice fell down.

Lanxi palms a greasy cold sweat, silent.

"Mom, take it back." He ordered.

Mo Ruqing's beautiful face wrinkled, some embarrassed: "but this is Mingsheng said to..."

"Take it back!" Mu Yanchen's cold voice dropped by an octave, giving people a sense of trembling.

In his world, the ungrateful man has only one chance. After this opportunity, no one can ask him anything with a shy face, let alone his mother.

Lanxi's scalp felt numb. It felt like He is not her peer at all, but her elder!