CEO Above, Me Below

Paranoia is really the vinegar ghost in the vinegar ghost.

When Xiao Nian reluctantly smiled and walked out, he did not forget to take the coffee cup away.

The two walked down the stairs and walked out of the gate of the stairs. When they went out, they saw an acquaintance.

A young woman is standing in the middle of the living room, wearing high-end fashion in European style, a long curly hair on her shoulders, a diamond necklace on her neck, a face, big eyes, a standard Chinese beauty, very beautiful. It’s just not like the past, it’s no longer beautiful, but it’s a breath of convergence.

Time flute.

She raised her biological daughter, her former sister.

When Xiao Nian stood there, her smile solidified in the corner of her mouth. She had forgotten how long she had not seen the whistle. Even, she had been thinking for a long time and for a long time without thinking of her family.

She has a deep grievance against her family.

"Who?"

Miyao went to her and glanced at the flute with disdain.

He has not remembered such a character at all.

"Sister." Hearing the sound, the flute turned and looked at them. There was a hint of joy in his eyes, and there was a touch of coziness.

Sister

Gongou tightened the eyebrows.

"I didn't read it wrong. I saw you on the street today." Xiao Nian said coldly, "How come you are here?"

"I" was standing there, and he was hesitating for a few seconds before he whispered. "Sister, I am now at the beginning of the thousand years."

She said so quietly, with a bit of timidity.

It’s not as arrogant as it used to be.

""

When Xiao Nian was stunned, the flute turned back to Mu Qianchu.

She looked at Miyao, and Miyagami heard that there was no good face at the beginning of Muqian. She walked two steps forward, and the **** looked coldly at the flute and mocked the lips. "I remember, you It’s the play.”

""

When the flute stood there and his face was shot, Gong Ou stood in front of her, and the gas field scattered around her made her uncomfortable.

The whistle buried his head lower. "Mr. Gong said, I haven't played, I have never worked."

They were sent abroad by the palace, and their family of three lived in a strange and poor country. Every day is like a year.

When the sound of the flute came out, Xiao Nian had some doubts about whether she was the "sister" she knew.

The appearance of the whistle of the whistle makes the timeless thoughts strange.

"Oh, yes, I am jealous of them. Be sure to let your family of three live like a dog."

Gong Ou sneered with a cold voice and a thin bone.

""

When the flute was pale, there was no word, and he was allowed to humiliate.

When Xiao Nian looked at the flute, Liu Mei was slightly wrinkled, and there was something to ask in his heart. In the end, it was only a faint sentence. "Even if you are now at the beginning of the thousand years, he does not live here, what are you doing here?"

"I heard that my sister came, only came." Shidi said weakly, moved two steps to the side, leaving the cold sight of Gong Ou, and looked up at the time, "Sister, I am sincere." Come to apologize to you. During this time, I have reflected on it. I know how sorry we are in our family. Please forgive me."

"apology"

Xiao Nian thought he had got it wrong.

Time flute apologizes to her, how is it possible.

"Sister, I am really sorry, I used to suffer so much bitterness, I am really sorry, it is not good for me. I will never be there again." Shidi said, the eyes were covered with water.

When Xiao Nian is not a girl who believes in her teens, she only feels a bit ridiculous.

"It’s a thousand years ago that you want to apologize."

She asked.

To be honest, at this moment, she did not believe in the remorse of the flute.

"No, it's my own coming." Shidi looked at her, and her eyes were clearly full of remorse. "If I can't say sorry to my sister, I won't be better."

Gong Ou whispered the whistle, like watching a play, the corner of the lips smeared with a touch of evil, people walked to the side of the sofa, sat down, picked up a leg, adjusted the watch on his wrist, The sound is cold. "Apologize is the way you can roll."

The voice of Miyau made the flute flutter with fear.

From the beginning, the flute was afraid of Gong Ou, the man who gave her a shot, the man who ruined her everything.

For a long time, the time flute slowly walked over, and the tears fell in a pair of eyes, Peugeot, beautiful, and pitiful.

""

When Xiao Nian held the coffee cup and stood there, she did not understand what she wanted to do, but she did not retreat.

The flute continued to walk towards her and walked up to her.

"boom."

Time flute suddenly fell in front of her, knees on the ground.

"Ah."

Gongou laughed and sat there to watch the play.

When the flute came down, when I met the hand of Xiao Nian, when I was still holding a coffee cup, I still had a half cup of coffee left on the head of the flute.

The flute is on the ground.

When the coffee was dripping, the flute was on one side and she reached the face of her Peugeot.

Wolverine.

""

When Xiao Nian held the cup in his hand, he was shocked to look at the whistle. He didn’t speak. The whisper looked up at her and smiled with tears. "I know that my sister hates me, compared to the dirty things I did. Sister pouring a cup of coffee is light."

She is not intentional.

When I was frowning, I wanted to explain that when I saw that the flute had been characterized as her intentional revenge, she was too lazy to say it. It was only cold and authentic. "Get up."

"After my parents and I left, I didn't have a good day. I know that I am all retribution. I have done so many wrong things. Sister, I really know it is wrong, you forgive me." He looked at her on the floor, his face was coffee and tears, and he did not reach out to wipe it.

If this is a play, when she thinks, she must play a vicious sister.

"You get up."

The voice of Xiao Nian is getting colder.

"My sister doesn't forgive me, I won't get up," said the flute.

When Xiao Nian smiled, "Time flute, who are you threatening?"

"I am not threatening my sister. I just want to show you my determination to make a mistake. I really know what is wrong. I will not dare to do those things in the future."

The flute whimpered and said, tears poured out more and more, reaching out to hold her arm.

When Xiao Nian immediately stepped back, her eyes fell on the hand where she was sprinkled with coffee. When the flute saw her hand weakly, she took it back and lowered her eyebrows. There was no point to get up.

""

When Xiao Nian looked at Gong Ou, Miyao sat there, staring at her in a gaze.

The meaning in the eyes is obvious. If she dares to forgive me, he must wash her brain.

When Xiao Nian looked down at the wolf's flute and turned away, she was not afraid of Gong Ou's anger, she really didn't want to forgive the flute.

The things that the whistle had done for her, each of them was vivid and could not be easily forgotten.

Seeing her go away, Gong Outou gave her an appreciative look.

The light of the evening falls on this island, and there are not many flowers on the mangrove tree.

Under the tree, Shinyin changed a simple and neat underwear, holding a thin water pipe with one hand, and pressing the switch of the water spray gun in one hand to sprinkle water on the trees in front.

Xu Bingxin stood behind her, checking the growth, said in her mouth, "Although I don't know about it, I know that your relationship with the family is not good. At first I didn't like the whistle, but she almost every day. Come over and confess to me, accompany me to pray to God, never stop."

When Xiao Nian listened in silence.

Unexpectedly, when she didn't know, the time flute arrived with her mother.

"Of course, I still don't like her very much, but I can't say how much I hate it." Xu Bingxin said to Xiaoshinian, "Moreover, Qianchu and we said to her, in your marriage, our family owes a thousand years ago. After he returned to Italy, he had been drinking alcohol. After the flute, he cheered up again, and my father and I had to go with them."

The flute makes the beginning of the thousand

"Why don't you tell me these things on the phone?"

When Xiao Nian asked.

"I am not afraid of your anger, you are not willing to mention it at the time, but also do not mention the beginning of the thousand." Xu Bingxin sighed softly.

"How long has the time flute and Qianchu contact?"

When Xiao Nian sprinkled water on the bushes.

"Two or three months, it seems like that, what kind of interaction, I see that they get along with each other like a gold lord and a lover. When the flute is in front of the thousand, it is only a promise. What do you do for the first time? Slightly bigger, she was scared to jump." Xu Bingxin said.

Wei Nuo Nuo

That character is not a whistle.

"Mother, you know the time of the flute is too short." When Xiaonian loosened the switch of the water gun, stopped the watering and looked at Xu Bingxin seriously. "She used to be like this. Don't let her go to the island again." It is."

Who knows what the flute is playing.

"Why, you are afraid that she will hurt me." Xu Bingxin laughed. "A little girl. I heard that she had a shot in the palace and she had been in the backward country for so long. It is not surprising that her personality has changed. I think she It’s also a bitter taste. When I know it’s wrong, when I regret it, when she says something to do with you, she cries and says that when you were young, it was very good for her, she didn’t know how to cherish it.”

"Mother, you are too kind."

When Xiao Nian said.

"Small thoughts, I believe she is repentant, give her a chance." Xu Bingxin said.

""

When Xiao Nian stood in front of the plexus, his lips were tight, his eyes flashed a worries, and he turned his head to continue to sprinkle water, taking the opportunity to ignore this topic.

Her mother stayed on the island all the year round. Apart from some banquets, there was not much contact with the outside world, so she kept a pure kind heart and was tolerant of anyone.

But she has experienced all kinds of things. If it is not God's mercy, she has already been ruined in the hands of the whistle, asking her to forgive, how easy it is.