One Birth Five Treasures: The President Daddy is Super Fierce

"You...you..." Zhao Qiang wiped the wine off his face, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Yi Yun threw the wine bottle to the ground, "Mr. Zhao, don't give me that trick. If you want to rule me, you are not worthy!"

What... what?
Saying this, the air in the room seemed to stagnate.

Everyone dared not make a sound.

As for that Producer Zhao, his face was ashen, with patches of green and white.

"Get out... get out!" Mr. Zhao shouted angrily.

Yi Yun snorted coldly, and strode out of the door amidst everyone's astonished expressions.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate in awe-inspiring manner, Yi Yun secretly regretted it.

Cough, I'm still impulsive, this offends the producer, what if he puts on small shoes for himself?
It's over, it's still too young.

Just when Yi Yun was regretting so much, she took a look and saw two figures walking in through the gate. Yi Yun leaned forward and looked forward, and immediately recognized the two people.

Fu Tingshen was still tall and tall, dressed in a black suit, with brown sunglasses hanging on the top of his nose. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't recognize that person as Fu Tingshen.

Beside him, a slender, tall woman in a yellow dress nestled in his arms, and the two of them walked quickly towards the elevator.

Xie Jingshan?
At this moment, Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Unable to restrain herself, she followed behind the two of them.

The elevator door stopped with a "ding". Fu Ting cared deeply for Xie Jingshan and walked in. When the elevator closed, she ran over.

Finally, the elevator stopped on the 88th floor.

Below the 15th floor of this hotel are all banquet halls or catering services, and from the 15th floor up to the 88th floor are all rooms, and the room levels gradually increase.

And the 88th floor is said to have the most luxurious and top-notch apartment configuration. In the whole of Kyoto, few people can live there.

For Fu Tingshen's status, this kind of room is more than enough.

only--

Yi Yun recalled Xie Jingshan's pear-blossoming little face with rain, and the beauty of a weak willow and Fufeng in her graceful appearance. She nestled obediently in Fu Tingshen's arms, like a well-protected child.

She sighed deeply and didn't follow.

What did you say?

If the predecessor cries, the incumbent will lose.

Hmm, it still makes sense.

Yi Yun stared at the elevator door for a long time, her head swelled slightly, and her throat suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Is it true love?

Yi Yun leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, her throat became less congested.

A waiter came over with a plate holding various famous wines. Yi Yun ran over and poured the bottle of red wine into her stomach directly.

belch--

Hiccup, cough, is this wine a counterfeit product? I don’t feel it at all!
"Miss, you..."

"Hey, there's no need to look for it." Yi Yun put two RMB on the dinner plate and left without looking back.

The waiter with a confused face was left in a mess in the air.

Behind him, seeing all this, Ling Bai smiled and handed a gold card to the waiter, "I'll make up for what's not enough."

As soon as she walked out of the hotel, a gust of wind blew up and lifted her hair. She looked at her little red car not far away, shook her head, and called for a driver.

"Don't drink and drive, safe and civilized..."

Just as she was muttering something, Ling Bai suddenly appeared in front of her like a ghost, and Yi Yun staggered, which startled her greatly, and the words that followed were stuck in her throat instantly.