Although there are not many people using VIP elevators, the space inside is larger than that of ordinary ones.

With so many spacious places, Xia Wanxin's corner of her clothes had already rubbed against Bo Qingyun's back.

Inadvertently, she pulled her hair back and a fragrant smell came around.

Bo Qingyun lowered her eyes quietly and looked at her.

Xia Wanxin was wearing high heels, but he was still half a head taller. From his angle, she could see her slightly blinking eyes and her perky eyelashes trembling like a graceful butterfly.

Further down is the thin and straight nose bridge, and the soft red lips are faintly visible.

From this angle, she is still so beautiful that she cannot find any flaws.

The elevator was very quiet, and Bo Qingyun didn't make any noise.

Until Xia Wanxin blinked at the mirror-reflecting car wall: "When will Mr. Bo stare at me?"

She looked playful, her eyebrows raised up, looking forward to her posture.

The moment she looked over, Bo Qingyun looked away, without any embarrassment that she should have been caught.

He was very calm and his voice was cold: "I thought you came here just to let me take a few more glances."

"Puchi." Xia Wanxin laughed softly, her eyebrows and eyes curled up, and her eyes seemed to be hidden in her hooks, and she was shaking with people.

She raised her tender and green onion fingers and scratched Bo Qingyun's lower jaw like a cat: "Next sentence, always Bo is going to think that my makeup today is also for you?"

Bo Qingyun closed her eyebrows and looked at her, without saying a word and never looked away.

Xia Wanxin held his lips and leaned closer to him: "No matter how beautiful a woman is, it is not a reason to peep. Bo Qingyun, is it so difficult to admit that you are attracted to me?"

When you say the words "Peeling" like this, it seems that you add a fierce medicine to the already burning atmosphere, and you can feel the blazing and heat surging breath in the air.

Xia Wanxin clearly saw the undercurrent in Bo Qingyun's eyes.

——Dingdong.

The elevator reaches the sixteenth floor.

Xia Wanxin's fox-like eyebrows and eyes frowned charmingly, as if she was a little regretful.

She patted Bo Qingyun's flat shoulder, and she withdrew her hand, turned around and left with a swaying grace.

It was not until the elevator door was automatically closed that Bo Qingyun's deep vision disappeared from her back.

Xia Wanxin stopped and looked back.

The corners of the lips were still lazy, but the smile in his eyes faded, reflecting a clear irony.

The sixteenth floor has been completely renovated.

Xia’s employees are basically at the end and are sitting at their respective workstations.

Xia Wanxin knew that there must be many unfamiliar things when she moved in on the first day. She was going to hold a meeting, but she temporarily moved the meeting until the afternoon.

As for the morning time, they will be left to rest and it will take some time just to assemble the computer.

The employees naturally appreciated her caring heart, especially Xia Wanxin looked cold, but during work contact, she was unexpectedly easy to talk.

Think about it at the beginning, she took over Xia’s since she came back.

Some young employees were a little scared when they saw her, and some wanted to resign.

Later, they held an internal meeting and persuaded all the people.

During these five years, Xia's family was about to go bankrupt.

Before, Lao Xia always couldn't afford to get sick, and then Ms. Xia Er, who was in charge of the company, knew nothing about business management, let alone managing the entire company.

She only wears beautiful clothes every day, and occasionally comes to the company for a walk, like a catwalk, but she has never achieved any results. Over time, she knows that she is just a vase.

Now that it is about to go bankrupt, a new Miss Xia has come to turn the tide.
Chapter completed!