Good Morning, Mr. President!

The door, with a click, was suddenly pushed open from the outside. The voice suddenly pulled her thoughts back.

He turned back in doubt, seeing the person, stumbled for a moment, put down the hairdryer, and stood up.

The visitor turned out to be the older man who was just talking to the two brothers of the Yu family.

Yu's facial features are very similar to him. Jing Yu expected that this father might be theirs. It is just a coincidence or a deliberate appearance here.

She hasn't dealt with strangers very often, so she just politely nodded and didn't speak actively. She originally thought that the other party would just leave here, and she would leave immediately, but the next moment, the other party came step by step.

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes have been politely brushing on her, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Your surname Jing?" His voice was as indifferent as his attitude, with the arrogance inherent to the superior.

Jingyu wondered how he knew his last name, but didn't ask much, just nodded, and "um" answered.

"Jing Yanchen's daughter?"

"Do you know my father?"

Yu Yanshan snorted coldly, with his hands behind his back. "Jing Yanchen and your fiance's father have committed heinous crimes, and everyone wins. How can I know such an unbearable person?"

Jing Yu was standing against the dressing table, and heard this, her chest faintly hurt. He looked much colder. "Since you and my father are not old friends, then there is nothing to say about Mr. Yu and I."

"I really have something to say with you!" The man's eyes were colder.

When Jing Yu heard it, she knew that the other party was not good. The light flashed under her eyes, but her tone remained quiet. "Wear your ears."

"I do n’t care what your relationship was with my son, or what my son thinks of you, but you have to figure it out—" Speaking here, Yu Minshan paused for a moment, and cast her light eyes at her, "Do n’t say Your father is now a felony person, and no one can provoke the investigated relationship. My son will not take such a risk. Even if your Jing family is clean, he is just bored to find you. , I hope you have self-respect and don't commit yourself to toys for fun. "

"Mr. Yu is not familiar with my father and has nothing to do with me. Why bother with my business?" Jing Yu's hand pressed on the make-up table tightened a little, and her fingers pressed into the table. Under the sharp eyes of the other party, she was stubbornly greeted by a layer of starlight pupil, and was unwilling to shrink back by half an inch. "Mr. Yu must teach me, I am afraid that he must have a sufficient stand first, otherwise the words may be too He laughed generously. "

Yu Yanshan's expression was cold, and his eyes were angry. "It is still a woman who is ignorant and rude. My words are all there is to say-if you insist on practicing yourself, for others to have fun, then you will be He abandoned, you can't blame anyone. "

Yu Yanshan finished his speech, his face was somber and he walked away.

The door was slammed.

Jing Yu still stood still for a long time without action. The long curly eyelashes fanned, and the bottom of the eye gradually covered with a layer of water.

After moving his fingers slightly, he trembled and then gradually relaxed. She leaned back on the table and sat down again, looking at herself in the mirror, taking a breath, and hiding the layer of water again.

She picked up her hair dryer again, blowing her hair. The heating scraped from the skin, and the feeling of coolness in my heart did not ease at all.

She wanted to leave here quickly, but she did not know when those who took her clothes would return. As I was thinking, there was a noise outside the door. She thought it was the person who gave the clothes back, and looked subconsciously towards the door.

This time, after the visitor made her stupid, she darkened her eyes.

The hand holding the hair dryer tightened, and then turned back as if he had never seen anyone coming.

Yu Zeyao could see her coldness, and this coldness was even colder than when she had just met her outside. As if they were really just two completely strangers!

She really did it!

A fire broke out in his heart for no reason, he stepped forward, snatched the hairdryer in her hand, and threw it aside. The strength is not small, and the sound of 'bang-' on the table is particularly harsh in a quiet space.

Jing Yu looked up and glared at him, if there was nothing in the layer of glittering star eyes, there was stubbornness. This man should not provoke her again!

"What are you staring at, angry?" Yu Zeyao stooped and pinched her chin, and Zhang Junyan was no longer the same as before, because of her indifference, because of her indifferent attitude about Mo's existence, There was a slight crack, "Jing Yu, do you really think we can be strangers?"

"Release your hand." Jing Yu's bloodless lips moved, only spitting out two words.

Provoked by her, Yu Zeyao's eyes sank, and she pulled her up from her chair. The big palm clasped her back strongly and was about to kiss her. Jing Yu's eyelashes shuddered, looking at Jun Yan, who was getting closer and closer to him, and his mind shook slightly. His mind was full of his father's look of contempt, and it was difficult to control.

The crisp sound echoed in the room, letting Yu Zeyao take a moment. The next moment, he stared at him heavily, his eyes cold and scary.

Jing Yu himself took a moment to tremble, Yang's hand in the air trembled, it took me a long time to remember to take it back.

The atmosphere in the entire room was suddenly cold.

She slowly returned to God, backed up an inch, but Yu Zeyao was approaching an inch. She lowered her eyes and said, "Don't come over again ..."

There was some weakness in the voice.

"I said, please respect yourself. I'm not your plaything. If you do this again ... it is sexual harassment." Jing Yu paused for a moment, and the last few words were heavy and powerful.

"Sexual harassment?" Yu Zeyao chewed the three words playfully, disregarding her resistance, holding her hips with a big palm, holding her towards her, her eyes cold like a knife, "You know what is ** ****? "

Jing Yu took a breath and pressed his shoulders with both hands. "Yu Zeyao, you are enough!"

Yu Zeyao stared at her eyes coldly, "I didn't get you, didn't sleep with you, how did you say that would be enough?"

Jing Yu was so angry that he wanted to fan him again, "You don't lack women at all."

That Miss Mo is the best proof.

"I don't lack women, but I lack you." Yu Zeya gritted his teeth, annoying her attitude towards him so clear and breezy. In this wishful thinking, only he is angry, he is out of control, and he is trying his best.

Jing Yu bit her lip, then opened her mouth again and again, like needles, "But I'm not interested in you."

He paused slightly and added: "Even a little bit of interest."