Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

Seeing that the pen holder was about to hit Qiao Wan's body.

Song Yanshu subconsciously went over and slapped the pen holder away.

The next second, Xue Zhenzhen screamed.

"what……"

Everyone only saw the pen container that was flying towards Qiao Wan, but was directly photographed by the CEO towards Xue Zhenzhen, hitting Xue Zhenzhen's forehead which he couldn't avoid.

Xue Zhenzhen was aggrieved and shed tears on the spot.

"Brother Yan Shu, why did you treat me like this." She felt that there was no such a coincidence.

Maybe Song Yanshu deliberately pretended to miss to teach him a lesson.

This seemed like an accident, and Grandma Tai couldn't say anything about him.

In fact, Song Yanshu didn't think so much, he just couldn't accept Qiao Wan being smashed in front of him.

Qiao Wan would not tell Xue Zhenzhen, but she could dodge it herself. Who knew that Song Yanshu moved so fast.

She deserved her scheming, bit back, and came here to find fault, and now she will be punished.

Song Yanshu ignored Xue Zhenzhen's question, and his cold eyes fell on Grandma Song.

"Grandma, I think you are the one who needs to go out now. There are still a lot of documents to be processed in the company, and so many people outside are waiting for me to process the documents." Song Yanshu felt a little headache.

He was worried that grandma would fetch a cup of boiling water by herself later and pour Qiao Wan directly.

Things like water are not so easy to avoid, and he will be very upset if he gets burned.

It is not ruled out that Qiao Wan's injury will expose the relationship between the two.

"Okay, I've said that Sun Da does not want to stay in China. You are right. Now that your wings are hardened, grandma can't do it if she wants to clean up the people in your company. You have to play against grandma!" Grandma Song continued. One shot at the killer.

Song Yanshu has always liked this.

"Who made you want to bully, not ordinary people?" Song Yanshu's tone was not high, nor was it full of tit-for-tat, just a statement.

He was threatening Grandma Song.

If you continue to be entangled, the next sentence may not be what you say.

The colleagues outside the door sighed, and they were all gossip about what the president meant.

Is it...

What does the president really have with Secretary Qiao?
A large group of colleagues felt very unbelievable, and kept whispering to each other.

"What kind of bastard are you talking about? What is it that you are not an ordinary person! You want to tell your grandma, what else does this woman have to do with you?"

Grandma Song also forced herself to play dumb, pretending to be shocked and furious.

"He is my personal secretary, and he often conveys some of my orders."

"My private secretary is equal to my face. If I let someone manipulate my secretary arbitrarily in front of so many company employees, how can I give work orders in the future?"

Song Yanshu's light-hearted explanation quickly calmed down the discussion among colleagues.

It turned out that this was the case, and they thought it had something else to do with it.

Grandma Song and Xue Zhenzhen also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Grandma, Xue Zhenzhen, are you two sure you don't want to go by yourself? If it's not convenient for you to go by yourself, I don't mind letting the security escort you." Song Yanshu continued.

What he said was just talking. How could he really let the security guard come to his grandma.

Grandma Song was furious, she secretly grabbed a small decorative ornament on the table, and when she passed by Qiao Wan, she threw it onto Qiao Wan's lap.

If he just left without doing anything, what would people think if he came here for nothing? Of course, she can use her own way to help Xue Zhenzhen get revenge.

"hiss……"

Qiao Wan suffered from the pain, squatted down suddenly, and pressed her painful thigh with her hand.

Damn it, the trinket that Grandma Song was holding just now was not big or heavy, but it had sharp edges and corners.

Even though Qiao Wan was wearing a professional skirt that reached her knees, she didn't come into direct contact with that thing, but she was still stabbed in pain.

"Grandma!" Song Yanshu was angry.

This is something on his table, how could he not know how painful it would be to hit someone.

If it hits the human skin directly, it may even make a blood hole in the skin!
"Since she has a delicate body and can't stand the heat, I will use my own way to hurt her leg, so that she and Zhenzhen will be even." Grandma Song didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all because of Qiao Wan's painful expression .

In her eyes, Qiao Wan is just making a fuss out of a molehill.

That thing is small and not very heavy, so it can do a lot of damage.

"Really, let's go." After Grandma Song finished speaking, Gu Zi walked out first.

You watch the crowd at the door, and very consciously give up two extremely spacious roads for them to pass.

Qiao Wan was still squatting on the ground, her hands tightly covering her thighs.

She felt that the thigh might have been smashed blue, the thing hit the bone through the flesh, and it couldn't get up for a while.

After a while, she felt that the skirt was getting wet little by little. When she raised her hand, she saw that her hand was full of red liquid.

And her skirt was smashed just once, and an inconspicuous hole was smashed out.

On the thigh under the small hole, there is a blood hole gurgling and bleeding.

The depth is not as deep as yours, because she sat on the ground with her legs crossed, and the blood vessels on her legs were compressed, and the bleeding was a bit fierce.

Song Yanshu saw that Qiao Wan was really beaten and bled, so he didn't care about someone watching at the door.

Immediately, Qiao Wan was picked up from the ground and walked outside.

Colleagues watched Qiao Wan being carried into the elevator by the CEO, their jaws could hardly close.

Can anyone tell me what's going on?

The president actually hugged Secretary Qiao himself.

Secretary Qiao is also very lucky, but he was hugged by the president because of a leg injury...

Many people are envious and jealous in their hearts, but they are afraid that such a good thing will never happen to them in this life.

"What are you doing, let me down, I will walk by myself, it is inappropriate for the employees of the company to see you doing this." Qiao Wan struggled in the elevator.

Song Yanshu's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face was so cold that it could freeze people.

When the elevator door opened, many people outside the door were waiting for the elevator.

Song Yanshu replied leisurely: "It was my grandma who was partial to you who really hurt you. It should be me who took you to the hospital. If you keep bleeding while walking by yourself, it won't help the recovery of the wound."

He didn't explain it to Qiao Wan, but to those people outside.

Several gossips immediately shared Song Yanshu's original words in the group.

Everyone soon began to praise the president for his strong sense of responsibility and all kinds of fans.

Even if they knew very well that Song Yanshu himself was not in the group, they couldn't help themselves from boasting fiercely.

Qiao Wanan quietly did not speak again.

Until the hospital checked the wound, the doctor gave him a tetanus shot, disinfected and applied medicine, and helped Qiao Wan wrap it up with gauze.

Then the doctor said that although it didn't look serious, he still needed to take the medicine twice, and asked Qiao Wan to change the medicine three days later.

Qiao Wan should come down.

Song Yanshu was going to carry Qiao Wan back to the car and take her home.

Qiao Wan refused.

She was going back to work. After her leg injury was treated, although it still hurt a little, it was not as severe as before.

She was sure that it wasn't the wound that hurt, but the bone she touched!
As long as you take it slowly, it shouldn't hurt too much in the afternoon.

After the two argued, Qiao Wan still won, and they returned to the company together.

On the other side, Xue Zhenzhen was extremely depressed.

I thought Qiao Wan would be miserable today, like a dog in the water.

Unexpectedly, it was just hit by something in the end.

She was dissatisfied, but she couldn't express her true thoughts in front of Grandma Song.

After she came out, Grandma Song took her to the mall for a while.

Then she said she wanted to stay alone, so she separated from Mrs. Song, found a small bar that looked like a clean bar, and walked in.

"Bring me all the best wine you have here." Xue Zhenzhen was extremely proud.

The bartender was stunned, he had never seen such a willful master before.

After repeatedly confirming that he really wanted it, he began to tune Xue Zhenzhen.

After a while, a woman wearing a light green long and wide dress came in from the door, approached little by little, and sat down beside Xue Zhenzhen.

Xue Zhenzhen doesn't like others deliberately sitting beside her at such an empty bar, so close to her.

He turned his head and wanted to say to her, let her move away.

Seeing Xue Zhenzhen turn her head, the woman spoke first.

"Miss, do you have something on your mind?" The woman smiled and spoke in a pleasant voice, which made people feel very comfortable.

Xue Zhenzhen snorted coldly, not wanting to talk to her.

"It's because of the man." The woman seemed to be able to tell a fortune, but she said it again, Xue Zhenzhen was a little shocked.

She can guess this?
"Let me guess, is it the man you like, who doesn't like you, but likes a woman who you feel is inferior to you everywhere?" The other party was right again.

Although Xue Zhenzhen is not particularly smart, he is not stupid either.

Her first reaction was surprise, and her second reaction was that this person knew her, or had investigated her in advance!
"Who are you! Why did you suddenly approach me and say this to me!" She became defensive.

"I'm an emotional expert, and I'm very accurate at judging people. I can get a rough idea just by looking at your back." The other party replied indifferently, his voice seemed to have magic power, which could soothe people's mood.

Xue Zhen dispelled a lot of doubts in his heart.

"Oh..." Xue Zhenzhen picked up a glass of prepared cocktail, put it in front of him, smelled it, put it in his mouth and took a sip.

The taste is very delicious, and it is not difficult to drink, and I can barely drink it.

"Girl, if you can listen to me, stop drinking. Getting drunk is the stupidest thing to do." The woman continued to speak, persuading Xue Zhenzhen.

Xue Zhenzhen ignored it.

The woman didn't feel embarrassed, and took the initiative to continue: "If you trust me, I have a way for you to change this situation, so that the person you like will gradually like you, don't you know you are interested?"

Xue Zhenzhen's face changed suddenly after she finished saying this.

"Can you?" She couldn't believe it.

He had worked hard for so long but failed to achieve it, and even made Song Yanshu hate it.

Can it really be done?
"Of course, as long as you tell me about the past with him, I can tailor a method for you so that you can capture his heart."

The woman answered confidently.