Song Yan had just washed her hands and wiped her towel. She walked out with her hands shaking her hands, and then she met dozens of pairs of eyes.

The scene was awkward for a while, and she almost thought she had gone to the wrong place.

Fortunately, Li Beiting is still there.

He held Song Yan's hand, took out the towel on his chest, and carefully wiped her hands. In the eyes of others, the same suits became a different couple outfit.

Everyone present is a human being, and I have never seen any scenes before.

But when they saw the scene where the boss, who had always been so cold, wiped his hands carefully at the little bodyguard without changing his face, they all stared at each other and were a little stunned.

Therefore, the rumors outside that Song Yan seduces Mr. Li are really just rumors.

Judging from this posture, it was not because Song Yan seduced Mr. Li. It was clearly because Mr. Li took Song Yan to the tip of his heart and spoiled him. After someone said a few words, he was furious here and he was directly fired. He also had to appeal.

Many people were sweating coldly on their backs.

There are many people who spread rumors in their department, and they have not taken any disciplinary measures. At this time, no one wants to return to the department and sew their mouths one by one, otherwise they will definitely be the ones who will take the blame in the end!

"alright."

Li Beiting carefully wiped the water droplets on Song Yan's fingers and checked them.

"Go back to the office and wait. I will come back after the meeting. Qin Feifei was watching Qiao Muchen. She didn't dare to do anything to you. If you have anything to say, I'll say it when I come back."

Li Beiting touched Song Yan's head and whispered.

Song Yan wanted to ask all the questions, but after hearing what he said, he could only cooperate.

"good."

The person was sent back to the President's Office by the Secretary-General himself, and Li Beiting turned around quietly and walked towards the elevator.

After waiting for a long time, the high-rise door finally breathed a sigh of relief. The smart one quickly took out his cell phone and sent a text message to the assistant, quickly controlling the rumors in the department. Who else can talk nonsense and directly suppress it by force, and the situation must not spread again.

After sending a text message, they put their hearts back in their stomachs and secretly thanked that they did not participate in it.

After entering the elevator, Li Beiting asked Qiao Muchen who followed him in: "Who recruited that crazy woman just now?"

The senior management who had just felt relieved suddenly raised their hearts.

Is this going to settle the score after autumn?

"It's Mr. Tang."

Qiao Muchen thought about it and remembered someone he hadn't seen for a long time. Li Beiting frowned, his eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a line.

Mr. Tang?

I have already gone abroad and can still bring such a rhythm. It's really amazing.

Li Beiting raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qiao Muchen indifferently. Qiao Muchen understood what he meant in seconds and immediately sent a message to someone to investigate the whereabouts of the Tang family father and daughter.

They are still abroad, but their lives are pretty good. After all, he sold the shares of Li Group for a lot of money.

Song Yan made such a fuss in the bathroom, so naturally she didn't have the mood to do anything else. As soon as she opened her phone, she pushed various pushes from the company forum. She clicked in, and all the posts about her rhythm were deleted. The posts on the top of the homepage were still about Li Beiting.

"Not?"

She refreshed several times, but she didn't find any nonsense posts anymore. She probably understood that it was Li Beiting who asked someone to clean it up.

Now, she is increasingly unable to see through this man.

He said he was a scumbag, and he would support her in front of everyone.

If he was not scumbag, he had to keep her beside him while contacting Qin Feifei.

I'm afraid it's a plot in the novel, but that's just the case.

Song Yan had a headache.

She actually doesn't like brain-like people. Basically, people who practice martial arts have developed limbs, so the remaining nutrients are sometimes insufficient.

That's why there is an old saying that everyone is familiar with.

“The limbs are developed and the mind is simple.”

"I really want to be a salty fish that is so salty."

She turned off her cell phone and looked at the spotless and generous presidential office, and fell into deep thought.

Regarding today's events, it is obvious that there is a pusher pushing everything about her. Unfounded things are infinitely expanded, so naturally someone will follow them and shoot them in a brainless way.

But what is the purpose of doing this?

And who is this person?

She stared blankly at the tea cup on the tea table in front of her, but she didn't move at all, her pupils were scattered and she was obviously out of shape. From the front, she looked like a dementia child.

"Li Beiting."

Her three words unconsciously murmured, and her mind was full of Li Beiting running. In fact, this man was not very outstanding. Apart from being a little handsome, richer, and more obvious, she seemed to have no other characteristics.

But she was like she was being gulled, and she couldn't take her eyes off when she looked at him.

Could this be fate?

Song Yan held her cheek with her hands, and the thoughts in her mind grew wildly like wild horses. The face as big as a palm was still light, with a cold and neutral beauty that belonged to her, a beautiful ascetic boy.

"Knock and knock."

The door of the president's office was knocked, and Song Yan was suddenly awakened, jumped up and patted her face, and then went to open the door.

Gu Yan stood outside the door.

One of the protagonists in the morning rumors.

Song Yan's face suddenly disappeared.

She looked at Gu Yan lightly: "Is there anything wrong with Mr. Gu? Mr. Li is not here. If you have something wrong, come back later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to close the door.

Gu Yan supported himself on the door frame with one hand, completely preventing Song Yan from closing the door.

His hand was crossed in the crack of the door. If Song Yan forced the door to close, his hand would undoubtedly be broken.

"Mr. Gu?"

Song Yan hesitated and looked at his hand, secretly considering whether it would cause any bad follow-up if he broke his hand again.

"I want to remove my arm again?"

Gu Yan took off her eyes as soon as he saw her. The last time he went to the hospital was still in front of him, and he felt that his arm was inexplicably twitching, which hurt a little.

However, he did not let go, but instead stretched his hand into it with a greed.

"You try and see what they will say this time."

"Are you guessing that we both had a broken bone again after playing too much?"

"Or, you have a tendency to abuse me, or else it's..."

"Mr. Gu, I have something to say, but I still have something to do after I say it."

Song Yan quickly interrupted Gu Yan and had to let go of his hand against the door. Gu Yan was really shameless. There were only things he didn't want to do, and nothing he couldn't do.

He can seriously say that the dead are alive, and he is reasonable and well-founded.

Song Yan is most afraid of such people.

So she didn't want to deal with Gu Yan, but she seemed to have owed Gu Yan in her previous life, and was always chased by Gu Yan to collect debts. Sometimes she wanted to ask.

How much money did she owe him? She almost gave her life to play with it.

She still remembers the Central Park clearly. She doesn't believe it if Gu Yan has no plans at all.

A guy who can even use his birthday, and what else can he not use.

She has always been very cautious and dared not let herself be the target of Gu Yan again.
Chapter completed!