Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【104 smart women】

"Ah sneeze——!"

Song Xiaozhi, who was sitting in the staff cafeteria eating, suddenly shivered, trembled all over, and sneezed.

"Xiao Zhi, do you have a cold?" Liang Nana thoughtfully handed over a tissue, "Are you okay? I have to go to the storage room to wipe off my golden clothes in the afternoon. The temperature there is very low."

"it's okay no problem……"

Zhizhi took the tissue and wiped her nose, crossed her arms, but still felt cold.

Ah, who is cursing her in broad daylight? She is so cold and cold...

The cell phone rang. Song Xiaozhi opened the text message and saw that it was a letter from Shitou, and his chill suddenly disappeared.

"Mommy, we got the lakeside villa in New Zealand. You are afraid of the cold, so we will come here for vacation this winter (*^__^*)."

So Shitou's mission is almost over, and the mission fee is about to be received.

“Son V5, thank you for your hard work.╭(╯3╰)╮”

Song Xiaozhi's lips opened into a smile of relief, his son was efficient and so capable!

"Xiao Zhi, who are you texting with? You look happy."

"The man in my family." Zhizhi answered casually.

Liang Nana was shocked, "Xiao Zhi, how could you just have an affair while the president is away today? What if you make the president angry like this? What if you make our department angry?"

Zhizhi:=口=! This person really doesn’t speak tactfully.

"I want to eat braised pork ribs, dear, remember to go home early when you're done."

When Zhizhi sent this text message, Liang Nana caught her eye. She raised her crystal nails and poked at her, "My darlings are all called, Xiaozhi, how could you be such a person? I, I

,I, I misjudged you!"

After Zhi Zhi was stabbed to the point of internal injury, Liang Nana walked away angrily.

Zhi Zhinu, I am sending text messages to my son, what is it doing to you?

She put away her cell phone and ate alone. After eating, she looked up and saw people in the restaurant pointing and whispering at her.

It seems that the people at Nangong Enterprise are all passing the microphone.

Liang Nana is extremely efficient, rivaling Nangong Yu's ability to spread scandals. In just ten minutes, she has already spread small gossip about her hooking up with men, having affairs, betraying the president, etc...

She was not in the mood to eat under the strange gaze of everyone. After clearing the plates, she stood up and left the restaurant.

He was walking very fast, and just as he stepped out of the door, he bumped into someone head-on, and the bridge of his nose was so painful.

She rubbed the bridge of her nose and whispered to herself, "It's a bad year, and I bump into people when I go out."

"It's because I have difficulty moving, I'm sorry."

The other party spoke softly, and although his tone was still gentle, it was cold and indifferent, which was particularly unfamiliar.

"Miss, I have already apologized to you, could you please step aside and block the way?"

Zhizhi put down his hand, and what caught his eyelids was a pair of empty trousers and a pair of silver crutches.

She was stunned for a moment, "Nangong Mo... I... didn't know it was you..."

"It turns out to be Miss Song." His brows and eyes were full of sarcasm, and the tone under his thin lips was sarcastic, "Miss Song, who is duplicitous and rumored to deliberately seduce the CEO."

When Zhizhi heard the rumor coming from his mouth, he felt inexplicably unhappy. He frowned and said, "Nangong Mo, I don't seem to have offended you in any way. Don't make me angry with your nonsense."

Nangong Mo stared at her flawless face, his brows so cold that they could turn into ice, "You're talking nonsense? Then you invited me to the employee banquet last night and kissed Nangong Jue passionately in public. Am I talking nonsense?

?”

Zhizhi saw Nangong Mo's deep eyes stained with complex anger, and moved his lips to say, "I didn't do it willingly last night, but I just couldn't do it..."

Someone suddenly grabbed her from the back of her head, interrupting her words.

Zhizhi's eyes widened instantly, and she saw Nangong Mo holding her close, with a stunningly handsome face, coming towards her without any warning...

She subconsciously pushed forward with a punch and opened Nangong Mo. The push made him stagger a few steps before he could stand still.

(#‵′) Damn, all the men in the Nangong family like to forcefully kiss people in public, right?

"What are you doing?" Zhizhi said in a bad tone.

Nangong Mo didn't seem to be surprised, and his tone was extremely cold: "Miss Song, can't you avoid it?"

Zhizhi was stunned and stood still. He didn't mean to violate her just now, it was just a test, an extremely quiet ridicule.

Nangong Mo, who has no lethality at all, makes people feel sarcastic, but even more embarrassing.

"Nangong Mo", Zhizhi grabbed her as she was about to leave, "I just don't want you to misunderstand me and Nangong Jue..."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

A gust of cold wind swept through the entire cafeteria from outside the door, interrupting her words with a cold tone.

Song Xiaozhi turned his head when he heard the sound, and what he encountered was the man's domineering aura. A pair of broad hands grabbed her waist. He pulled her with both hands and easily took her into his arms.

Nangong Mo looked at the scene in front of him with displeasure on his face, "Nangong Jue."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Nangong Jue looked at Song Xiaozhi coldly.

"We misunderstood the two of us last night..." Zhizhi said half a sentence before being interrupted by Nangong Jue, "Miss Song should know very well that you are mine."

Zhizhi struggled in vain for a few times under his hands, but when she couldn't get away, she began to roar in her heart.

Who is yours, who is yours, Nangong Jue, you are on your nerves again!

"She is neither yours nor mine. She has a name and a surname. She is called Song Xiaozhi. She has her own consciousness and belongs only to herself. It hurts you to catch her. I hope you let her go." Nangong Mo answered indifferently, "

Let me remind you, Nangong Jue, unless others sincerely give it to you, you cannot claim the things stolen as your own."

Nangong Jue pursed his lips slightly and looked coldly, "Nangong Mo, I allow you to stay here all the time, not because I want you to challenge my authority."

Nangong Mo snorted softly, picked up the walking stick, turned around and walked away.

Does he need this kind of mercy?

Even if Nangong Mo is just a useless person and a shame to the Nangong family, the last thing he needs is Nangong Jue's pity.

Song Xiaozhi looked at Nangong Mo's bumpy back as he stubbornly left, his eyes darkened, and he murmured to himself, "Is it fun to hurt him like this?"

"Song Xiaozhi," Nangong Jue tightened his hand and grabbed her waist, "How dare you say this to me a second time and try it."

Everyone can tell from this tone that the CEO has a very bad temper today and is on the verge of breaking out at any time.

Song Xiaozhi looked up at him and asked him in a sparse and normal tone: "Nangong Jue, did you blow up someone when you took explosives? Do you know how hard it was for the second young master to walk all the way from the 13th floor to here with a prosthetic leg? Did you have a hot meal?

You'll be pissed off after just one bite."

Nangong Jue's eyes were narrowed, and his face was ashen and black, "Miss Song, what is your identity? When will it be your turn to defend him?"