Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Three hours after hanging up the phone, Tang Jinchuan received a call back.

But after hearing the feedback from the other end, I couldn't help but be shocked.

The original plan to go directly to the school changed direction after learning about the scandal that was revealed on the Internet.

Went directly to Nangong Building.

At the moment, looking at Jiang Mingyu's face turning pale with anger, Tang Jinchuan frowned deeply, hugged the person tightly with one arm, and at the same time looked sideways and said to Jiang Mingyu's secretary-general who was standing beside him,

Excuse me, let's break up the meeting first.

Okay, Mr. Tang.

The secretary-general immediately arranged for all the senior executives to leave, and Tang Jinchuan returned to the office with Jiang Mingyu in his arms.

Jie closed the door from the outside, leaving ample space for the two of them.

This side, inside the house

Jiang Mingyu leaned on the desk, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.

Try your best to calm down the anger that may burst out in your chest at any time.

She didn't understand why people in this world were so vicious.

It's okay to deal with her, but why don't you even let a child go?

In the end, it was because she was too weak, or she felt that the child was helpless, so she could be so unscrupulous.

Seriously, this is too much!

Due to hand problems, Tang Jinchuan couldn't lift the few strands of hair hanging in front of Jiang Mingyu's eyes, so he sighed dejectedly.

The man came closer to her, leaned down slightly, and said softly,

Ming Yu, calm down and don't blame yourself, Fanfan is still waiting for us.

Yes, Fanfan is still waiting for us, still waiting for us.

Jiang Mingyu suddenly raised his head and walked out immediately.

Tang Jinchuan stepped forward to block her way and said,

Wait a minute, I have something to tell you.

Jiang Mingyu, .

At the same time, on the other side

School

After the public opinion on the Internet broke out, after class, Xu Yifan received unpredictable looks from the students around him, and even a few teachers.

Completely different from the envy and surprise before, this time there was some obvious hostility.

Just like in the past, when friends or neighbors around my parents learned about my father's illness, they would still give him looks full of disgust and coldness even though they didn't say anything.

The meaning of wanting to draw a clear line with myself emanates from the body too clearly.

It's also too familiar.

Xu Yifan didn't know what was going on, he just took the expressions of these people into his heart silently, lowered his head, and packed his schoolbag.

However, at this moment, the dean suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.

After looking around the room, he finally locked onto the small target, frowned and said,

Xu Yifan, come out with me.

OK.

Xu Yifan zipped up his schoolbag, put it on the desk, and then walked out.

As a result, before reaching the door, someone suddenly stretched out a foot and tripped Xu Yifan.

The little guy stumbled two steps unprepared, bumped into the corner of the wall, and immediately covered his forehead.

The dean had already turned around and walked out the door. Seeing that he didn't follow, he turned back into the room and said impatiently,

What are you doing, taking your time?

When Xu Yifan heard this, he slowly lowered his hand covering his forehead.

Only then did the dean see that there was a bump on his forehead!