Strong counterattack: President, bullying is too much

As soon as he walked downstairs, Leng Yan chased after him. It turned out that Li Yunting knew that Yan Xia was going out, so he asked people to follow.

"Since Yun Ting is worried, let Leng Yan follow. It's just going to the opposite shopping mall to drink tea and eat, and Yun Ting is so cautious. I really don't know if he is worried about Yanxia or others." Sheng Meien smiled awkwardly road.

Yanxia didn't expect that Li Yunting would send Leng Yan to follow her. Does this mean that even her freedom of movement will be controlled?

She walked out of Fenghuang Building and looked up at about the 68th floor. She wondered if Li Yunting was at the window at the moment. If she was, she really wanted to show him her middle finger.

This president is really lenient!

At this moment, Yanxia couldn't understand Li Yunting's worries, so it was difficult for her to accept that her personal freedom was restricted everywhere.

However, Li Yunting stood in the French window on the 68th floor and looked at Yanxia who walked across the bridge, and Sheng Meien beside her, but his eyelids kept twitching.

This kind of inexplicable anxiety made him have to send his confidants to accompany him for protection, just in case.

The teahouse that Sheng Meien likes is on the sixth floor of the seven-storey shopping mall opposite Fenghuang Building.

The decoration here is unique. Walking in is like walking into the palace of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. All the beautiful tea masters in Tang suits kneel in front of customers and cook tea.

If the guests like it, they can also order musicians and dancers to perform.

Antique, as if traveling through the prosperity of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, it is so beautiful that it makes people forget to return.

Sheng Meien sat beside Yanxia, ​​sipping tea leisurely, while Leng Yan stood on the other side of Yanxia. According to the duties of a bodyguard, he was not allowed to sit down.

Yan Xia smelled the refreshing aroma of tea, and hurriedly brought a cup to Leng Yan.

"Brother Leng, try it too, it smells so good!"

Leng Yan looked at Yan Xia's small white hands holding a green teacup, the clear tea color in the cup, the tender green bud tip, very lovely.

He took it with a smile and drank it down: "Thank you, Miss Su."

"Why don't you sit down and drink, it's a lot anyway..." Yan Xia felt embarrassed when he called Ms. Su, and pulled him to sit down.

Sheng Meien was a little displeased, and glanced at her coldly.

But Leng Yan smiled: "Miss Su asked me to sit, but I dare not not sit, so...you're welcome."

Although he is Li Yunting's bodyguard, he is unwilling to disobey Yan Xia's wishes, which is like serving Yan Xia as his master.

The tea that Sheng Meien drank into her mouth tasted extremely bitter, but she still forced a smile.

"After blowing the balloon for a long time, my lips are bitter. If I don't come down to drink some tea and eat some dessert, it will be too painful." She smiled and brought the tea in front of her to Yanxia, ​​"By the way, Yanxia, Ting is fine today, why did you suddenly ask you to blow up a balloon?"

Yan Xia was stunned, and half of the dim sum she was about to put into her mouth fell on the table.

"I... I don't know what's wrong with Young Master Ting. He suddenly lost his temper and asked me to blow up balloons... Maybe he thinks I'm not paying attention in the CEO's office."

"Oh...you have spent a relatively short time with him. After a long time, you can guess his thoughts after you get to know him. Sometimes you really can't ask what he doesn't want to say. will not say."

Sheng Meien chatted aimlessly with Yanxia.

Yanxia listened, and glanced at the cold words, she was worried about the office transfer just now, but she couldn't ask cold words in front of Sheng Meien.

Leng Yan could see that Yan Xia was worried and was about to comfort her, when Yan Xia's cell phone remembered the ringtone of a text message.

Yan Xia hurriedly took out her phone, but her face changed suddenly.

Both Leng Yan and Sheng Meien noticed Yan Xia's strange behavior, and asked at the same time: "What's wrong?"

Yan Xia hastily covered the phone on the table, and forced herself to be calm: "Ah...it's nothing, my bank card has a large amount of consumption, it scared me...Think it might be my mother paying the bill for the ingredients in the restaurant Bar!"