He Yiyi pushed open the bedroom door and threw herself onto the bed. She was exhausted, but she was not sleepy at all.

Ming Jingxin took off his shoes at the door, loosened the hole in his tie and shirt, and sat by the bed.

"Has Xu Shaoxuan left?" He Yiyi's face was buried in the pillow, her voice was muffled.

"Yeah." Ming Jingxin didn't say much, but reached out and slapped He Yiyi's butt, "Do you want me to pinch it?"

"Thank you, no need." He Yiyi turned over and avoided someone's claws.

"You don't want an authentic Thai massage?" Ming Jingxin had a tempting smile on the corner of her lips.

"How do you deal with Xu Shaoxuan's matter? Are you not going to tell me?"

"He should be at the airport at this time, so I left him a ticket for money. Oh, and his existing clothes - we are civilized people, so we won't let him get on the plane naked, which is depressed."

He Yiyi suddenly sat up and stared at Ming Jingxin for a while. She asked, "Have you eaten up all his assets?"

"Yeah." Ming Jingxin reached out and pinched He Yiyi's shoulders and neck, "The reason I kept him until now is to uproot him. And, squeeze him dry!"

"Ah?!" He Yiyi grinned, "Brother, are you so crazy? Is the taste so heavy? Is it cold? Is it all for men and women?"

Ming Jingxin pinched He Yiyi's shoulders and neck with his fingers: "What are you talking about? I haven't eaten anyone except you!"

"Then what do you mean by... squeezing it dry? How much does it mean?" He Yiyi smiled a little evilly.

"I got some information related to Huo Bingchen's gang from him. Through this information, I grabbed the mask and shattered their interest groups. I dare not say that I had killed Huo Bingchen's gang in one fell swoop. But at least, they were able to be honest for a while after losing their troops. Also, some evidence has been submitted to the Interpol through Yan Xiaobei, and Huo Bingchen should be in prison for life."

Even though he only said a few words, He Yiyi still heard it with great enthusiasm.

"Brother Ming!" She reached out to her arms and put her arms around Ming Jingxin's neck, frowned and asked, "You are here to come! How many things have you done quietly in the past?!"

"I didn't do anything. I just had one Xu Shaoxuan." Ming Jingxin's hand moved down from He Yiyi's shoulders and neck, and began to knead her back.

"Xu Shaoxuan is just a gap, and he is lifted off. Huo Bingchen's gang will not be a single piece of iron." He Yiyi gently kissed Ming Jingxin's cheek, "Brother, thank you for your hard work."

"Um... it seems not enough." Ming Jingxin lowered her eyes and looked at the girl in her arms.

"Don't be too tempted~" He Yiyi smiled sweetly, her black grape-like eyes flashing with a lively charm.

The beauty is in her arms, and she smiles gracefully.

One is intended to seduce, the other is thought crazy.

Both are in the bed, and the fire is dry.

Ming Jingxin endured it again and again, but she couldn't help it after all.

·

The afternoon sun shines in through the window screen, dyeing the pink satin quilt with a warm layer of golden glow.

The beautiful room is an endless description of affection and affection.

He Yiyi slowly opened her eyes, glanced at Ming Jingxin who was sleeping beside her, and gently took away his arm that was put on his chest.

The troublesome worldly emotions, worldly affairs, and worldly people are the warmest place to go after the entanglement and hustle and bustle.

This place is home.

And home is a place of peace of mind.

Wherever you feel at ease is by her and in his arms.

A phone came in, and the phone kept vibrating, and the buzzing sound was annoying.

He Yiyi reached out to touch her phone, but she picked it up without even looking at it.

"Hello?"

The other party didn't say anything.

"Who?" He Yiyi was a little impatient.

"That...sorry, I'm disturbing." Zhao Jin's voice was timid, like an angry young wife.

"Zhao Jin? Is there anything wrong?" He Yiyi then realized that she was holding Ming Jingxin's mobile phone.

And her hoarse and lazy voice fully illustrates everything.

Zhao Jin was not a fool either, and he wanted to hang up the phone immediately. But when the eldest lady asked, he didn't dare not not answer.

"Mr. He, no, nothing big. I just want to report to Mr. Ming. Chairman Song has arrived and is waiting for him in the company's office."

"Chairman Song? Which Chairman Song?" He Yiyi took a look at the wealthy and wealthy businessmen in Fengli City in her heart, but she didn't remember that any chairman's surname was Song.

"Tell Ming Jingxin that his father is here." A majestic voice suddenly came from the phone.

He Yiyi was startled and her hand fell directly on Ming Jingxin's face.

"Ao--" Ming Jingxin, who had woken up long ago but pretended to be asleep, screamed in pain.

"What's wrong with it?! Get over here quickly!" A majestic scolding came from the phone again.

He Yiyi directly pulled up the quilt and covered her head.

Ming Jingxin picked up his phone and turned on the hands-free, and sighed scoundrelly: "Chairman Song, you actually reduced your identity from the United States to my small company and invited me back? This attitude of a wise man is enough!"

"Boy! Don't think you are in the Sheng family, so I dare not beat you up! Although you grew up with your mother, I am still your real father! You turned your face and refused to admit what you promised me? Who did you learn from?!"

"Who said I was lying to pay for the debt? I just wanted to push it back for two days!"

"Showing in front of me within twenty minutes. Otherwise I will go to Xuanshengju to find you."

"I...hello?! If you have something to say, please hang up the phone?!" Ming Jingxin shouted to his cell phone.

However, the call had ended, and he called again and was rejected.

"My mother is right! The surname Song is the one who doesn't recognize her relatives!" Ming Jingxin threw her phone aside and raised her head to sigh.

He Yiyi came out of the quilt and asked in a low voice: "Is your father here?"

"Yeah." Ming Jingxin's hand fell on He Yiyi's head and gently rubbed her messy hair. "I used his little money and he came to escort me back to work for him. How could there be such a father in the world?"

"..." He Yiyi was speechless.

In his previous life, He Yiyi never met Mingxi's ex-husband Song Ruiqi until her death, so she had no idea what kind of person she was.

"You'd better go over and take a look. Uncle Song has arrived from the United States. If you hide, he will probably be even more unhappy. If he is unhappy, he will squeeze your labor force even harder..."

Ming Jingxin suddenly hugged He Yiyi in his arms: "Yibao, you still love me! However, my father is so smart, I can't beat him alone. Can you accompany me, okay?"

"Ah? I'm going...isn't it?"

"If you don't accompany me, I can't fight him. He is forced to go to the United States. What if I don't come back?"

"If you don't come back, I'll go find you! I have a US visa." He Yiyi stretched her neck and kissed Ming Jingxin on the face, "Brother, be good, let's deal with your own father! Come on!"

"..." Ming Jingxin didn't move with a bitter face.

"Go quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to arrive at the company in twenty minutes, so Uncle Song will come here." He Yiyi shook someone.

"Kiss it again."

He Yiyi had to kiss him again: "Okay, go quickly."

“Not enough ~”

He Yiyi sighed helplessly, suddenly sat up from the quilt, and then lifted it up: "Hurry up!"

"Okay!" Ming Jingxin agreed with pleasure, but his movements were slow.

He Yiyi looked at him naked and immediately got into the quilt and covered her head.

I don't see you, and I don't feel upset.

Ming Jingxin took a quick shower, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, went to the next room to find the clothes he had stored before and put them on. He came back and sneered with He Yiyi for a while before leaving.

When he got off the floor, he sent a message to Zhao Jin first: "It takes twenty minutes to get to the company when the traffic jams are stuck on the road."

At the same time, He Yiyi also sent a message to Zhao Jin: Zhao Jin, Ming has delayed some trouble for a while and will not arrive in twenty minutes.

Song Ruizu, who was holding Zhao Jin's cell phone, saw the two messages sent one after another, curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

Zhao Jin was so scared that he was trembling by this smile, and he secretly figured out whether it was a girl who sent him some indescribable message?

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Zhao Jin took two steps forward and asked respectfully: "Dr. Song, your coffee is cold, will I change it to you?"

"Yes." Song Ruizu nodded.

Zhao Jin quickly took two steps forward and wanted to take away the coffee at Song Ruizu's hand, but because of excessive tension, his hand shook. Half of the cup of coffee was sprinkled on Song Ruizu's sleeve.

"Dong Song! I... I, I, I didn't mean it!" Zhao Jin was almost crying.

Song Ruimei flew over half of the earth to catch the bad guy to take over as the president of the group, but unexpectedly she was in a bad mood, but her clothes were stained by this stupid assistant.

This is his carefully selected clothes!

It was to suppress the aura of the little bastard in one fell swoop that I chose this black suit with extremely tough lines and particularly masculine aura!

Before people can see it, their clothes are scrapped!

"Dr. Song, I really didn't mean it!" If kneeling down and apologizing, Zhao Jin really wants to kneel down.

"It's okay." There was no joy or anger on Song Ruizu's cold and arrogant face.
To be continued...