The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The assistant inexplicably wanted to touch Duan Xishen's hair...ah!

If you touch the hair on the tiger's head, he is the old man who hangs himself because he thinks his life is too long.

But...seeing this tiger, which has always been unpredictable and arrogant, drooping his head...

It’s really cute.

Palms itch.

A rare sight in a thousand years.

The long silence made Gu Weimian frown slightly.

"Mr. Duan?"

Duan Xi sighed deeply and looked up at Gu Weimian, his face pale.

When Gu Weimian saw this, her heart tightened inexplicably, and she pursed her lips.

"If it's just for this matter, I'll go back first."

Duan Xi was stunned for a moment.

“Not sleeping.

Gu Weimian had already raised his hand and waved it slightly, turned around and left.

Ning Quruo narrowed his eyes and said nothing when he saw this. He turned around and left with Gu Weimian.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise behind him.

Gu Weimian paused slightly and turned to look behind him.

Not far away, the golden trophy was thrown to the ground.

Gu Weimian's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression cold.

Without saying a word, he turned back and got into his car.

Duan Xishen's eyes darkened slightly, and veins popped out on the back of his hands holding the handles of the wheelchair.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Gu Weimian, who had just gotten in the car, pick up the phone and dial.

"Mr. Ying Jinhua? Yes, I am Gu Weimian. I'm sorry to disturb you. I apologize to you for what happened today."

Duan Xishen looked at Gu Weimian's side face blankly.

He never thought about asking Gu Weimian to apologize to Jinhua.

How could his daughter face an actor...a little-known actor who just won the Best Supporting Actor award?

"Sleepless!"

Gu Weimian raised her eyes from the car and glanced at him briefly, but quickly looked away again.

The car drove out slowly.

In the end, only a back figure remained.

Duan Xishen stayed where he was in a wheelchair.

Beside him, the assistant was shivering.

He backed away cautiously, constantly trying to reduce his presence.

"Xiao Hong."

Secretary Hong suddenly froze.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva,

"Mr. Duan..."

A guilty tone.

Duan Xishen looked at the trophy on the ground, "Did I do something wrong?"

"I don't know either..." The assistant didn't dare to express any opinion.

Duan Xishen's lips tightened for a few seconds.

"You really don't know, or do you dare not tell?"

The assistant's body trembled visibly, and he whispered, "I dare not say..."

Duan Xishen: "...Say."

The word that had already rushed to the assistant's throat came out immediately,

"yes."

Duan Xishen: "..."

The assistant whispered,

"And if you don't handle it well, people will say that the eldest lady is too overbearing."

"Who dares to say?"

The assistant's body, which he had just stood up straight, immediately bent down again, his shoulders hunched up, and his lips pursed tightly.

He didn't dare to speak, and he wanted to tighten the zipper on his lips.

Let him talk!

The atmosphere became silent again.

The car belonging to Gu Weimian had long since disappeared.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

The assistant felt that he had never been so tortured in his life.

He is also an old man, why should he bear this?

I silently calculated how close I was to retirement age, and almost burst into tears.

Before he retires, he will definitely be played to death by this father and daughter.

No... he was played to death by Gu Weimian.

Duan Xishen was no match for Gu Weimian...

He hugged the remaining claws, rolled around, and bubbled weakly...