Pampered By Mr President!

Shi Beiyu's blood boiled crazily, and he wanted to take her immediately, but another voice in his heart told him, no.

He abruptly got up, looking at the tender and attractive Mousseyin under him, his pupils shrank, holding his big hand tightly, brushing his body and getting out of bed.

The speed was so fast that Mou Siyin, who had lost consciousness, suddenly woke up.

Seeing the back of Shi Beiyu quickly escaping from the bathroom, Mou Siyin sat up from the bed with a sad expression and whispered: "You have the ability, don't touch me for the rest of your life!"

Shi Beiyu's repeated abnormalities made Mou Siyin even more suspicious of whether she really had a big problem, and even more hoped that her physical examination results would come out as soon as possible.

At that time, Bei Yu took a cold shower over and over again. When she walked out of the bathroom, Mou Siyin was no longer in the bedroom.

He sighed weakly, walked over to the bed and sat down, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the cigarette case, and took out one to light it...

Mou Siyin went downstairs, and walked outside without the mood to eat breakfast.

Uncle Zhong looked at this, not to mention much surprise, staring with his eyes and looking left and right, he was sure that he didn't see Shi Beiyu's figure, and then he was stunned and trot to chase Mou Siyin.

"Xiaosiyin~Xiaosiyin?"

Musyin paused, adjusted her messy emotions, turned around and looked at Uncle Zhong who was catching up with him, curling his lips and said: "What's wrong with Uncle Zhong?"

Uncle Zhong blinked his old eyes twice and looked at Mousse tentatively and said, "Xiaosiyin? Why didn't Xiao Beibei come down with you? Also, you haven't had breakfast yet, where are you going? ?"

Mousse paused and said, "One of my customers is going to the company today. I have to make preparations early. As for him, he will be down soon."

When Uncle Zhong heard this, he sighed in relief: "Then you can't skip breakfast?"

Mousseyin chuckled: "I ate too much last night, not too hungry this morning."

Uncle Zhong glared: "That's not okay, you wait, I will pack two items immediately, and you will bring them."

"Uncle Zhong, I'm really not hungry."

"You go to the car and wait, I will go to the kitchen."

Mou Siyin looked at Uncle Zhong, who was running outside, and his heart was full of warmth.

When I arrived at the company, I just joined the design department and met Director Wang face to face.

Seeing Mou Siyin, Director Wang stepped forward and pulled her up and said: "Mrs. Laura's specific itinerary has been determined. We will get off the plane at 4 o'clock this afternoon.

Because her list is relatively large, the company specially organized a reception banquet for her, and senior executives from various departments will attend.

It's up to you in the evening. You must sign the contract smoothly with her, you know? "

Hearing this, Mou Siyin nodded immediately: "Well, I see, where is the banquet for the evening? What time will it start?"

Director Wang said: "Imperial Court Hotel, at seven o'clock, you still have one day to do your homework."

Musyin nodded again: "Well, director, I'm going in first."

Seeing that Mou Siyin was about to walk in with her backpack, Director Wang frowned and called her back: "Come here, come here..."

Don't mention it, Musyin was helpless, so she turned around and tried to keep smiling: "Do you have any more instructions from Director Wang?"

Director Wang frowned and looked at her from top to bottom, disgustingly said: "Mrs. Laura herself is a fashion brand, and she pays much attention to dressing. Don't wear this tonight. Sweater jeans?

It looks tender and energetic, but shabby!

If you really have no money to buy clothes, go to a high-end dress shop and rent a good dress! "