An Xinming was like a cow that went mad and out of control, rushing towards Song Qingman with angry eyes and ferocious rampage.
Having just experienced the shadow of being on the verge of suffocation, seeing An Xinming rushing towards her again, Song Qingman showed a frightened expression, and subconsciously raised her hand to protect herself.
"It looks like someone is going to be hurt."
Amidst the astonished shouts, a cool male voice was mixed in, "Tsk tsk, it's just a bump at most, it's okay."
At the very second that Song Qingman was about to be hit, An Xinning next to her made a sudden move, quickly and dangerously pulling her behind him, while he faced An Xinming's impact directly.
Damn it!
A figure rushed forward as fast as lightning, and blocked An Xinning at the last moment.
"Well!"
He groaned when he was hit.
An Xinning was already prepared for the pain, but in a flash, she was fine.
Eh?
She raised her eyes in surprise.
"An Zhazhao, you don't want to die, do you?"
There was a voice wanting to beat her up above her head, "Do you think you are made of copper and iron? If you are really hit, I think your bones will fall apart!"
An Xinning's eyes lit up, "Yeah! When did you come, Qin Zhuifeng?"
"Yeah what!"
Qin Zhuifeng said angrily, "No!"
Today is An Xinning's day to fight the third house, how could a certain boss let her fight alone?
So he was the most miserable and was driven over by the boss.
Twenty minutes ago, he had already sneaked in. At that time, everyone was only watching the show, so no one noticed him.
"If it wasn't for your sudden bravery," Qin Zhuifeng nodded her forehead, "I would be much more relaxed today."
"I won't stand up," An Xinning rolled his eyes at him, "Song Qingman will get hurt."
At that time, who cared so much, she only knew that Song Qingman should not be hurt.
Qin Zhuifeng glanced at Song Qingman behind her, she had a shocked expression on her face.
"what is the relationship?"
Qin Zhuifeng said in a nonchalant tone, "She has a lot of flesh, so where can she be in pain?"
Before the words fell, a murderous look appeared behind.
Qin Zhuifeng turned his head and met Song Qingman's cold and angry eyes.
"An Xinning," Song Qingman said slowly, "How many dubious people do you know?"
An Xinning raised her lips, "I know you blindly."
"An Zha Zha!"
They actually quarreled a few words as if nothing had happened, and An Xinming, who was blocked, was so angry that his face was grim, and he struggled vigorously under Qin Zhuifeng's hands.
"Damn it! Let go of me! I'm going to teach this bitch a lesson!"
Qin Zhuifeng pressed An Xinming's forehead firmly with a big hand, turned to look at him, and snorted mockingly, "Director An, why did you attack a woman in public?"
He was ashamed to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean, and he himself buried himself in the Alps.
"What do you know!"
An Xinming walked past Qin Zhuifeng, glared at Song Qingman, and said every sentence that was more unsettling, "I have slept with this stinky bitch, and I have played with every part of her body! Song Qingman, do you think you can betray me if you betray me?" Win? Bah! In everyone's eyes, you are just a bitch who I played with!"
All eyes in the conference room were on Song Qingman, with contemptuous gazes and mocking whispers, she became a woman worse than a prostitute in everyone's eyes.
Song Qingman took a deep breath and trembled slightly.
This feeling of being blamed is like being in hell.
But her terrified expression only lasted for a few seconds, and soon disappeared, replaced by a calm and composed expression.
"An Xinming, do you really think that the woman who was in the hotel twice was me?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com