Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

"What's going on, tell me."

Stared at by those deep eyes, Yang Qian's heart beat uncontrollably, the tension and fear spread from the bottom of her heart.

"Young Master Si, she had already had a relationship with someone else before she was with you."

She stood up, pointed at Yan Rongrong, and said loudly.

But she didn't see any anger of being betrayed on Si Boheng's face, but looked at her with very cold eyes, as if... looking at a dead person.

She knew that Si Boheng definitely didn't believe her, so she said eagerly.

"Master Si, what I said is true. I have evidence. I have one of her socks, which she... fell on the bed that day."

Si Boheng narrowed his eyes instantly, Yan Rongrong also looked at Yang Qian in surprise, and stood up.

Her face was a little cloudy and uncertain, socks?She seems to have lost a sock, but, she...hasn't.

She scratched her hair, not so sure now.

The socks were also lost the day I met Si Boheng. Could it be... Could it be that before she and Mr. Si, she also...

Yan Rongrong's face turned pale in an instant, and she fell down on the sofa.

She never imagined that it would be like this.

She stared blankly at Si Boheng, her breath was short of breath, and her whole body was on the verge of falling.

That day, she remembered that she drank a lot of beer with Qi Yue, and then became dizzy, so she asked the waiter for a glass of water, and after drinking that glass of water, she became even more dizzy, and her body became hot.

She thought that this was a reaction to a fragment of drunkenness, so she wanted to drag Qi Yue away before she could remember.

But Qi Yue was already lying down, and just as she stood up, a few men came over with yellow hair and arms, they stretched out their hands and grabbed her, and said little sister, brother to take you to rest.

Then Yan Rongrong felt that someone was touching her, and she was so frightened that she ran away quickly, but the man grabbed her tightly. After that... Si Boheng appeared, and she saw his face clearly. Before she realized it, she seemed to have said something In a word, thank you uncle.

Yan Rongrong shook Si Boheng's hand tremblingly, but it was in vain.

Her heart sank, and warm tears welled up in her eyes.

She raised her head and looked at Si Boheng.

"Si...Mr., you, that day I...did I..."

Si Boheng took two steps forward and grabbed Yang Qian's neck, with a bloodthirsty cruelty on his face.

"You know him?"

Yan Rongrong's voice was intermittent, and because she was afraid, her voice was already low, so Si Boheng didn't hear it.

At this time, when he heard sobbing from behind, he turned his head abruptly, and saw Yan Rongrong looking at him pitifully with two bags of tears on his back.

Si Boheng's heart twitched, he threw Yang Qian away, hurried to Yan Rongrong's side, knelt down and held her face.

"Don't think about it, don't listen to her nonsense, you haven't, you've only had me from the beginning to the end."

Yan Rongrong blinked her eyes, tears were falling down like crazy.

"No? Really?"

Si Boheng had no choice but to gently wipe away her tears with his thumb.

"Of course not, you only passed me,"

Yan Rongrong hugged Si Boheng's neck, and burst into tears, the sound was so loud that even the soundproof room in the security department couldn't isolate it.

"Woooo, you scared me to death, uncle, you really scared me to death, I thought, woooo... I thought I was dirty, woooo..."

Si Boheng gently stroked her back and kissed her hair.

"Hey, you only belonged to me once, and..." Even if there was once, you will always be a pure hair in my eyes!

Si Boheng was afraid that his hypothesis would cause Yan Rongrong to think wildly again, so he didn't say it.

Yan Rongrong was crying out of breath, her mind was confused just now, she almost didn't believe her own memory, in fact, Mr. Si appeared before she lost consciousness.

It was he who saved her. She would never have had anything to do with those disgusting and wretched people. She was just too scared and made herself cry.

Si Boheng took the tissue that Fang Cheng handed over, and gently wiped away Yan Rongrong's tears, causing her face to turn red.

He hugged Yan Rongrong and said to Fang Cheng.

"Let Ah Yang ask, I want to know where those bastards are now, she must know."

The person he was talking about was naturally Yang Qian. Fang Cheng nodded and looked at Yang Qian very coldly.

This woman should be damned for framing Rongrong like this, and she has something to do with those people who wanted to harm Rongrong.

Just now Yan Rongrong was crying like that, whether it was Fang Cheng or Geng Huan, they all wished to tear Yang Qian into pieces, this woman was too vicious to scare Rongrong like that.

Yang Qian is completely dumbfounded now, she obviously said it out, why is Young Master Si's anger not directed at Yan Rongrong, but at her?

Seeing Si Boheng walking away with Yan Rongrong in his arms, he was tall and straight, but he would look down at Yan Rongrong from time to time, and his whole body would exude a kind of extreme gentleness.

She doesn't understand, why?What's wrong with Yan Rongrong, she obviously slept with Qiu Ze, and Qiu Ze told her himself, why didn't Master Si believe her?

She shook her head vigorously, she had to let Young Master Si see her true face clearly, and when she got up, she was about to chase after her.

"Master Si, I didn't lie to you. She is really a scumbag. Don't be fooled by her. Young Master Si, I have socks. I really have her socks."

However, no matter how much she yelled, Si Boheng didn't look back, and didn't even pause in his steps.

Fang Cheng went over and grabbed Yang Qian and pushed her back to her original position.

"What are you calling? The socks you said will come in handy, come with me now, and we'll find out what's going on."

Yang Qian looked at Fang Cheng, frustrated and resentful.

"You don't believe what I said? Why do you guys react like this? Why? Yan Rongrong is really talking to someone else..."

"To shut up"

Fang Cheng interrupted her in a cold voice.

"How about Rongrong, you are not worthy to say, what are you trying to do, do you think you can make Rongrong do something with just a few words of rumors? Naive, you are really blind, idiot, can't see how much the president cares about her, can you? Even if she did, so what?"

Yang Qian's body shook, her eyes were full of incomprehension.

"How is it? She is not clean, how can she be worthy of having fewer bosses?"

Fang Cheng sneered.

"Who is worthy if she is not worthy? I really didn't want to talk nonsense to you, but since I have told you so much, I might as well tell you a few more words. What you call worthy or not is never It depends on what kind of status a woman has, how beautiful her face is, he depends on whether the president likes it or not, understand? No matter how much you covet the president, in his eyes, you are like a hospital trash can, or you can see it everywhere Potted plants are no different, but Rongrong is a treasure in his eyes, understand?"