"You know what Qin Feifei is doing, and you still have to stay by Li Beiting's side? Song Yan, don't you think about yourself?"

Gu Yan stood at the door without any intention of forcing Song Yan. The two of them started chatting strangely through the luxurious and high-end door of the president's office.

"This is my business. Mr. Gu, you are so busy, you don't have to worry about this little thing."

How was Li Beiting and Qin Feifei like? She also wanted to know if it was OK.

Gu Yan really doesn’t open the pot of the pot.

"Leave him, I will give you whatever you want."

Song Yan was shocked.

"Mr. Gu, you can do it, let me go."

"Song Yan!"

Gu Yan was angry, and the elegant man suddenly raised his tone and shouted her name.

Song Yan looked up and looked into his eyes.

"No matter what you are thinking, I will never be used by you again. Gu Yan, I am really not suitable to get along with you, forget it."

Song Yan was tired and held her forehead.

Maybe her resistance was too obvious, or maybe Gu Yan was in a good mood today and didn't bother her too much.

"Tell me what you plan to do. I'll go down after asking."

Gu Yan's office is downstairs, very close.

When he came up at this time, he obviously knew that Li Beiting had gone to a meeting and deliberately.

"Mr. Li will naturally leave."

"real?"

"real."

Song Yan nodded. This was something she had thought of for a long time, and it was also her last stubbornness and would not change.

"Remember what you said, Song Yan."

Gu Yan laughed, and after getting the answer, he was silent.

In the Secretary-General's surprise eyes, he walked into the elevator and went downstairs with satisfaction.

Song Yan stared blankly at him coming and leaving gently.

I didn't understand what his purpose was.

He is bored, and he deliberately came up to attract hatred?

The Secretary-General watched outside for a long time, neither dared to come up nor let Gu Yan stay with Song Yan.

Today's events have completely made everyone in the company clearly understand Mr. Li's attitude towards Song Yan.

The Secretary-General realized that Gu Yan was not very good to Song Yan, so he hid aside and observed secretly, and fought back at any time, not daring to underestimate the enemy.

When Gu Yan left, she stepped forward and asked Song Yan with concern: "Miss Song..., are you okay?"

She wanted to call Song Yan, but when she said something, she swallowed it back and changed it to a more polite name. Song Yan shook her head: "I'm fine. Has he always been like this?"

The Secretary-General looked at the direction she pointed and shook his head: "Mr. Gu has always been cruel and ruthless in the company and never treats anyone with kindness. This is the first time today."

The Secretary-General had had several dealings with Gu Yan, and naturally knew that this person was not easy to get along with. He just saw him talking to Song Yan, and the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious. She was also curious about what the two of them said, but the distance was a bit far and she couldn't hear it clearly.

Forget it, the less you know, the longer you live.

After confirming that Song Yan was fine, he hurried to deal with his own affairs.

Song Yan has been sitting in the office waiting for Li Beiting to come back from a meeting.

He said, he wanted to have a good chat with her.

What to talk about is obvious.

She sat upright and waited for two hours without waiting for the person to come back. She was so sleepy that she leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

She started dreaming again, dreaming of many people and many things, and dreaming of her adoptive father.

The adoptive father looked at her with distress, and a splash of water appeared in his eyes: "Child, you've suffered."

In the dream, she smiled brightly and shook her head and said it was not hard.

The adoptive father also asked Li Beiting when they got married, when they planned to have children, and also asked them how many children they planned to have.

Song Yan was stunned by the question and couldn't answer a word.

The adoptive father looked at her with a grudge: "If you don't hurry up, good men will become someone else's."

Song Yan suddenly woke up and was shocked by the dream and sweated all over.

Li Beiting became someone else's person.

Before Song Yan could start thinking, his mind was sobbing, "My father, what do you mean? Do you want me to continue to stick to him shamelessly, or do you want me to give up completely?"

She crossed her legs, wrapped her hands around her chest, and sat lazily on the sofa, laughing and crying.

I finally dreamed of my adoptive father, and I was talking about Li Beiting.

Song Yan got up and took a look. It was already dark and she had slept for more than four hours.

No one seems to have come to the office.

So, Li Beiting is still in a meeting?

Song Yan looked at the door a few times, but before she could wait for Li Beiting, she waited for Qiao Muchen.

He walked over with the car keys and greeted Song Yan from get off work.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment: "Where is Mr. Li."

"He doesn't want to go back today, let's go." Qiao Muchen smiled and pulled the topic away, and did not stop on Li Beiting. Song Yan wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't ask anything and followed Qiao Muchen.

Qiao Muchen sighed: "You are the most ambitious woman I have ever seen. Song Yan, you don't know how to fight for such a good resource in your hands?"

“What to fight for?”

"Mr. Li is such a good golden bachelor, right? You just feel at ease with him, aren't you afraid that he will be snatched away?"

"Afraid."

However, fear is of use, and it seems that he will not be stolen.

"You have to learn to grasp the heart of a man." Qiao Muchen suddenly felt energetic. It could not beat Li Beiting, could it not beat Song Yan, the little cabbage?!

Her man's sins must be repaid.

A faint green light came out of Qiao Muchen's eyes. In order not to let Song Yan discover it, he deliberately opened the back seat, stuffed Song Yan into the car, and sat in the cab by himself.

“For example?”

Song Yan did follow his topic and rubbed his hands before starting the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot.

"As the saying goes, to grasp a man's heart, you must grasp a man's stomach. Mr. Li is a good person to eat. Do you want to think about it and learn to cook?"

He could almost imagine that the scene of Song Yan wandering around the kitchen in a pink apron, Li Beiting, who was nitpicking, would never allow the people around him to get caught in the kitchen smoke.

Then, hahahahaha.

He was immersed in his fantasy with a wicked smile on his face.

Song Yan did not expose him, but lowered his head and seriously considered Qiao Muchen's proposal.

When she shared instant noodles with Li Beiting last time, Li Beiting seemed to have had a lot of fun.

Could it be that men are really powerless to home-based women?

Song Yan looked at Qiao Muchen suspiciously.

However, Qiao Muchen smiled so ulterior motives that she felt that the news needs to be verified.

Song Yan nodded vaguely: "Go if you have time."

The car was driving very fast, Song Yan opened the window, and the cold wind blew in from outside, which was particularly cool.

She sneezes so much that she felt so good.

Qiao Muchen looked back and raised the lathe.

"Ancestor, please be careful. If you get a cold when you get in my car, Brother Ting can cut off the head of my neck alone. Do you believe it?"
Chapter completed!