Young master, your vest fell off

"You... who are you? What do you want to do?"

Situ Han stared at Xie Dong's hands with icy cold eyes, stood up slowly, and took the metal baseball bat aside.

Jiang Meng immediately asked his subordinates to press Xie Dong's hands to the side of the table.

Zheng Dong's trembling voice trembled, "Let me go, let me go! Do you know what the consequences of your actions will be?"

Situ Han walked over slowly, looking at Xie Dong's fat hands with cold eyes, thinking that these hands had stayed on Fu Miaomiao's body, even for a second...

Situ Han showed a look of sternness on his face, he suddenly raised the baseball bat in his hand, and dropped it heavily, the bloody smell lingered between the evil eyebrows at this moment.

"Ah!" Xie Dong yelled heart-piercingly, his fingers felt a sharp pain, "Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Situ Han raised the baseball bat in his hand again, and dropped it heavily, repeatedly.

Zheng Dong was in so much pain that he was sweating all over, and finally couldn't hold on to the pain, and passed out.

And his face was almost covered with spattered blood.

Situ Han loosened his palm lightly, and the baseball bat fell to the ground.

Su Yi immediately stepped forward to put a clean handkerchief on the ground.

Situ Han took it, wiped his hands slowly, parted his thin lips slightly, and said in a cold voice, "It's dealt with."

"Yes." Jiang Meng replied, bent over and grabbed Xie Dong's ankle, dragging him out like cotton.

Situ Han stepped out.

Su Yi followed immediately, "President, are you going back to the company?"

Situ Han responded lightly, then said in silence, "Have all the arrangements for Ma'am?"

Su Yi responded quickly: "It's arranged, sir, I have let Jian Qin pass."

Situ Han nodded.

the other side……

Just as Fu Miaomiao returned to her office after the meeting, she saw a woman in a black suit with short hair standing in the middle of her office.

Fu Miaomiao paused and looked the woman up and down.

When the woman heard the voice, she turned to look at Fu Miaomiao, bowed to Fu Miaomiao expressionlessly, "Master."

Fu Miaomiao: "?"

Owner?

What is this called?
"You are……"

"You can call me Jian Qin. From now on, I will be your personal bodyguard." Jian Qin not only looks cold, but also has a cold voice.

Fu Miaomiao was even more confused, "Personal bodyguard? Who sent you here?"

Jian Qin lowered his head and replied respectfully: "I am only responsible for your safety."

Fu Miaomiao knew that Jian Qin's arrival might be related to what happened last night.

Could it be the person Situ Han found?

This kind of bodyguard must cost a lot of money.

He wasted money again...

Well, he was also worried about her.

Fu Miaomiao nodded to Jian Qin, walked to the desk and took a seat, then picked up the phone and sent a WeChat message to Situ Han.

【Did you invite Jian Qin?Are you wasting money again?I know you worry about me, but I don't need bodyguards. 】

Situ Han: "..."

He was silent, and replied: [What bodyguard? 】

Seeing Situ Han's reply, Fu Miaomiao paused, slightly surprised.

It was not the person Situ Han had found.

Who would that be?
Fu Miaomiao fell into deep thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a person.

Could it be...

ice?
It must be, it's not Situ Han, and it can't be someone else, it must be Mr. Bing.

Oh my god, he is too supernatural, how can he know everything?
Fu Miaomiao bit her lower lip, found Mr. Bing's WeChat, hesitated for a moment, and sent a WeChat.

[Mr. Bing, I'm Fu Miaomiao, did you hire a personal bodyguard for me? 】

Situ Han: "..."

Her little brain turned quite fast.

It's all like this, Situ Han can only admit it.

Bing: [Yes. 】

Fu Miaomiao: "!"

Really Mr. Ice!

How did he know?
Could it be...

Could there be Mr. Bing's eyeliner by her side?
Suddenly felt a chill.

Fu Miaomiao swallowed, and continued typing, 【How do you know? 】

Bing: [Don't worry, I'm not spying on you. 】

Fu Miaomiao: "!"

This is no longer a matter of eyeliner, he can read minds, right?

Fu Miaomiao took a breath, [Anyway, I want to say thank you, but I don't need it, thank you. 】

Bing: [I don't want what happened last night to happen again. 】

The implication is that he won't let Jian Qin go back?

Fu Miaomiao's eyebrows were lightly knotted, and her heart was in a mess.

Is this Mr. Ice really...

She bit her lower lip and typed, [Mr. Bing, do you like me? 】

Situ Han: "..."

Before waiting for a reply, Fu Miaomiao's message came again, [Mr. Bing, I think you should also know that I am married, and my relationship with my husband is very good. 】

When Situ Han saw this sentence, his thin lips curled up in a happy arc.

Bing: 【Do you love your husband very much? 】

Fu Miaomiao has already confirmed that this Mr. Bing must like her, after all, her face is really attractive.

She can't give Mr. Bing any hope.

【Yes, I love my husband very much. 】

Situ Han's smile deepened, and his heart almost melted.

If you love him so much, why never tell him in front of him?

Bing: [How much love? 】

Fu Miaomiao: "?"

What does it have to do with him?

Ask so much.

Is it really Mr. Ice?
Isn't Mr. Bing always very cold?

Fu Miaomiao pouted, [Mr. Bing, this is between me and my husband. I am very grateful for your help, and I will work hard to give you back. Apart from that, I can't give you anything. I hope you Stop doing so much for me, thank you. 】

After sending a long message, Fu Miaomiao quit WeChat.

Although Situ Han was a little disappointed and did not get an accurate answer from Fu Miaomiao, he was still very happy.

Although she didn't admit it and she reacted slowly, Situ Han felt that Fu Miaomiao loved him.

He didn't want to hide anything from Fu Miaomiao anymore.

Tonight, just tell her the truth.

Ring...

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Situ Han took the personal mobile phone, saw that it was grandma calling, and immediately connected, "Grandma..."

Mrs. Situ's smiling voice came, "Xiaosi, how is it? Is there any movement in Miaomiao's stomach?"

Situ Han smiled silently, "Grandma, you are too anxious."

"You unlucky guy." Mrs. Situ gritted her teeth, "Don't come back until you're pregnant with your second child."

Situ Han: "..."

With a helpless smile, Situ Han said again: "Grandma, if you're not used to living there, go back with Grandpa. I want to take Miaomiao back too..."

"No!" Mrs. Situ objected without thinking, "Not yet."

Situ Han frowned, "Why?"