Airborne giants: The president proposed 99 times

Ling Jiajia glanced at Zhao Jun, opened her lips to say what she wanted to say, but didn't say it out, and just took two steps out of her foot, her body was pulled violently by a force, and then her body was pulled by An Detective. Hold her tightly in her arms.

"Let's go." A look of unhappiness flashed across Detective An's pale but monstrous face, and he hugged Ling Jiajia's waist and came to a blue Lamborghini, "Get in the car." A familiar voice came from his ear. But a low voice.

Ling Jiajia knew that Detective An was very angry, so he couldn't help frowning.

How could she know that she met Zhao Jun, and he said such crazy words 'elope? ' These two words came to Lingaga's ears.

"What are you thinking?" When a cold palm covered her forehead, Ling Jiajia came back to her senses and reached out to block the hand on her forehead.

There was no reply, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, and soothing music was playing. That song was actually Lingajia's favorite piano piece "Dream Wedding". 'Listening to this song, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, accompanied by a bitter smile.

"Where are you going?" Ling Jiajia came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that the car was not going back to Anzhai, nor was it going to the new villa.

"Company." An Detective Shao looked at the road ahead and spit out two words without looking back.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in An Detective Shao's company, and he got out of the car first.Then Ling Jia followed closely behind Detective An, looking at the auction in front of her, she couldn't help but frowned.

What day is today?Why does it look so grand?

"This is a tailoring show held by the company two days later to celebrate the company's [-]th anniversary." Detective An stood behind Lingaga and explained to her carefully.

But Ling Jiajia didn't want to know at all, it shouldn't be said that she didn't understand these things at all.

Of course, Major General Anzheng Ling Jiajia's expression was all in his eyes, but he didn't pay any attention to it. When he raised his eyes, the beauty's single phoenix eyes were drawn with a touch of coldness: "I will hand over the full power to the tailoring ceremony in two days' time." It will be done by my assistant Ling Jiajia."

It was quiet in front of the company, but after hearing what An Detective Shao said, a burst of dissatisfaction erupted from the crowd.

"What? Just because of this airborne CEO's wife?"

"My God, what about Miss Qi? Is it possible that the president will no longer want her?"

"But this woman just looks stupid."

"Yes, how can such an important matter of the company be entrusted to her?"

Waves of opposing voices came to Ling Jiajia, but she didn't know where she offended these people.

"Who's saying one more thing?" An Detective Young embraced Ling Jiajia, his brows were frowned, and a look of impatience flashed across his face.

Looking at those people around, she didn't say a word.

Detective An is obviously embarrassing her, and those people seem to be embarrassing her on purpose. Who is directing this farce?Lingaga unconsciously clenched the hands on both sides of his feet.

"Let's go." In the eyes of everyone, Detective An embraced Lingaga and walked to the elevator dedicated to the president.However, they didn't notice that there was a pair of murderous eyes outside the door at this moment.

When the crowd dispersed, the owner of those eyes also dispersed.

But Lin Jiajia on the 88th floor was miserable. She responded to An Detective, but he ignored her at all.

"Mr. An Detective, I'm serious, I don't even know..." Ling Jiajia was still making the last effort, she didn't want Mr. An Detective to entrust such an important matter to her.

Detective An, who had buried his head in the document, suddenly raised his head, his eyes like a dry well looked at Ling Jiajia motionlessly, and his lips parted slightly: "You have to agree to this matter if you don't agree, you still have to agree to it." Agree." The man's voice was slightly aggravated, and there was absolutely no room for negotiation.

"You..." Ling Jia stretched out her finger and pointed at Detective An. Now God knows how much she wanted to take off her own shoes, and then slapped Detective An's handsome face hard.