Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

"Okay, I'll play with you!"

The girl almost agreed with a loud voice, as if she was sacrificing her life to save justice, and then she thought of something, and quickly added later: "But first, I will not do anything that breaks the law, and I am not that kind of woman! "

She would never do anything like betray herself!

"Don't worry, the boss doesn't like you." Wen Li's irritable voice interrupted, stopping Jiang Xinghuan's wild imagination.

He likes the silly ones, not the fancy ones.

Wen Li, who had lost four games in a row, could think of Yan Chuan's expression and inner thoughts without even raising her head.

There is no secret under the sun who dares to negotiate a contract with a client behind his boss's back. Wen Li, who is also the chief secretary, feels contemptuous of Jiang Xinghuan's behavior.

The man sitting on the sofa shook the red wine elegantly, the black hair hanging on his forehead covered his eyes, so cold that he couldn't see any emotion.

For a moment, he was disgusted.

"I'm not interested in Miss Jiang's sincerity, so you can take risks." Yan Chuan is a good person, he doesn't want to waste time, Jiang Xinghuan has made all the choices.

"You can always speak straight."

"Call Fu Beiyang to rescue you."

"What?" Jiang Xinghuan suspected that she was hallucinating, and when she met Yan Chuan's dark eyes, which was full of emotions, her heart gave an inexplicable thump.

"Miss Jiang can choose not to play. It's just..."

Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and the subtext that Yan Chuan did not say is expressed in his blanks.

You don't have to play, but you can't have what you want.

"Do you want Boss Fu to come?" Jiang Xinghuan said with staring eyes, "It's a pity that Boss Fu is away for a meeting, and he won't come back just for me."

That being said, she still had expectations in her heart.

Yan Chuan, who saw through her heart, smiled and pushed the phone over.

Only then did Jiang Xinghuan realize that her mobile phone had been in Yan Chuan's hands at some point.

"beat."

The word fell, declaring that the man had no patience to spend with her.

Whether Fu Beiyang will come, Yan Chuan knows better than her.

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Xinghuan, who had thought about the pros and cons for a long time, made up his mind and picked up the phone.

In the dead silent box, Jiang Xinghuan picked up the heavy mobile phone and dialed Fu Beiyang's number.

"What, miss me?"

At the tenth ring, the phone was connected, and the gentle words ran counter to the cold image in the magazine.

Jiang Xinghuan glanced at Yan Chuan, gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "Boss Fu, help me, I'm..."

As soon as the address was reported, her mobile phone was taken away and turned off.

"I've already done it, can you change your mind?" Jiang Xinghuan lowered her head, her long black hair blocked her face, people couldn't see her expression clearly, but it was not hard to know from her choked voice that she must be cry.

"What's the rush, just wait." Guan You turned around, and said harmlessly, "I just sent a few cars to greet Mr. Fu, isn't Miss Jiang looking forward to the scene of saving his wife with a serious injury in her heart?"

Yan Chuan also specifically explained that every time Luo Miao was hit, he was about to be hit.

I don't know if his life is as hard as Luo Miao.

"You!" Jiang Xinghuan realized Yan Chuan's purpose from Guan You's words.

She stood up suddenly, and was grabbed by the shoulders and pushed back to the seat.

Yan Chuan's eyelids were raised, and the corners of his smiling mouth were bloodless, and he was full of indifference at first glance. His voice was low and low, with obvious hostility.

"It's just a game, why are you nervous?"

"It won't die again."