Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Angel's sudden mention of Lin Xiyu made Xu Yiming startled.

It seems that such a name has not appeared in his mind for a long time.

"Lin Xiyu?"

"Yes, I bailed her out before, although it was only temporary, but...seeing that she and I used to be friends on the grave, the little things I could do, I naturally did." Angel said not warmly Talking nonchalantly.

She looked at Huo Beicheng who was expressionless and the air pressure in his body was getting lower and lower, "Beicheng, I really didn't do anything to Jiang Muyu. I only met that woman once. I have no reason to deal with her, right?"

no reason?

Xu Yiming almost wanted to scoff.

Miss Angel, who is so willful and reckless, wants to deal with a woman, what reason does she need?
She has always come here out of her temper...

"An Qier, if she loses a hair, I will make you pay back ten times." Huo Beicheng suddenly took a step forward, his aura was strong and oppressive, and he stared at her sharply, "Remember this sentence for me." alright!"

Angel took a breath, "Cheng, are you still doubting me?"

Huo Beicheng: "It's not doubt, it's affirmation."

Angel's face turned green and white in an instant, and it was extremely difficult to see, "Cheng, how could you do this? I said it wasn't me, even if Lin Xiyu used the private jet that came over to my house, it can't be regarded as my doing."

Refuse to admit it!

She will never admit that she did it.

Her red lips moved, she looked pitiful, and suddenly said: "If you still don't believe it, I... I can call Lin Xiyu, and you will believe it, right?"

She pursed her lips and looked at Huo Beicheng with full eyes.

Beautiful and beautiful, with such a pitiful look on her face, any man would probably feel pity for her.

Xu Yiming: "Where is Miss Lin?"

He didn't know that Lin Xiyu called Huo Dashao before, so he couldn't help but subconsciously frowned at this moment.

Could it be that Miss Lin really did it?

"How do I know? She told me about the private jet in advance. I just agreed to it, and didn't care about anything else."

Angel pouted, answering Xu Yiming's question, but she kept looking at Huo Beicheng from the corner of her eyes.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag, dialed Lin Xiyu, and turned on the speaker on purpose.

The call was quickly connected...

"Lin Xiyu, what are you doing with your private jet?"

As soon as the phone was picked up, Angel couldn't wait to speak first.

There was silence for several seconds, and then Lin Xiyu's voice slowly sounded: "What's the matter?"

Angel paused, "Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you wanted to use my private jet, what are you going to do?"

She thought to herself, I've made it so obvious, Lin Xiyu, you should understand how to answer the conversation now, right?

It was already agreed that everything would be taken care of.

Lin Xiyu's voice was cold: "Private jet? When will I ask you for a private jet? I can't go abroad, and I can't leave the imperial capital. Angel, what good thing have you done yourself, don't blame me."

Angel's pupils tightened, and a surge of anger burst out of her heart.

The corners of her mouth twitched, her face froze, she almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words: "...Didn't you say that you want to use a private jet?!"