Chapter 1977 Extra: Why Don't You Retreat Quickly?

What game were the two playing? He turned to look at Assistant An and found him sitting there with a calm expression, as if he already knew.

Ren Aixi was speechless.

This guy would always make the little bit of goodwill he had with her disappear in a minute or something.

She raised her head with an expressionless expression and said in an indifferent tone: "Since Mr. Quan spends a lot of money for beauty, he should treasure this necklace. Since it is for charity, it is more appropriate for you to donate money directly."

You have more money anyway.

The sound was neither too loud nor too quiet. People who were close could hear it clearly, while people who were far away could hear it vaguely.

Mr. Yuan stood on one side, listening to Secretary Ren's words. He was really worried about her. He had never seen Mr. Quan dare to talk to Mr. Quan in such a tone, because he had never heard of Mr. Quan having a female secretary or female secretary before. Assistant or something like that.

After hearing her tone, Quan Jing felt that she was a little cute when she was angry, and her stern expression softened a lot. He chuckled and said, "Okay, the necklace. You can choose the lowest price. Secretary Ren will donate 50 million on behalf of the Quan Group."

Ren Aixi "..."

This guy really wants to drag her into the water all the time. He raised his eyes and looked diagonally across. Miss Xiao, who was wearing a purple dress, was sitting there, staring closely. She must have been recognized now.

Yes, that person didn't like me originally, but now it just so happens that he has become completely hateful.

Because of a necklace, the auction was delayed for half an hour, but Quan Jing and others left under the escort of bodyguards when they started bidding on the stage. No one in the venue spoke to them except the organizer.

…

When Lu Jiujiu saw the goddess and the others leaving, he had no interest in staying. He hated Young Master Quan very much. Even if he donated the necklace later, he still gave face to the scorpion-hearted woman next to him. Think about it. Just angry.

"Assistant Feng, do you know what kind of person Mr. Quan is?" she asked while sitting in the car.

Feng Yan shook his head: "I don't really understand."

After hearing this, Lu Jiujiu wrinkled his face. He took out his mobile phone, opened the browser, and searched for the words Quan Jing. It was blank and there was nothing there. He changed the way, "Quan Group," and the words Quan Jing were included. Only one word, the rest is all about the industry introduction of your company.

It was really clean. Thinking of what the woman named Xiao said just now, she decided to go to S University tomorrow to chat with the goddess and learn about her life.

…

"Sister-in-law, do you know Miss Xiao?" He Yi sat in the passenger seat and turned around to ask.

Ren Aixi paused slightly and said with a calm expression: "Yeah, my classmate, but how do you know we know each other?" Thinking of him going to S University to take up a post today, could it be that he had investigated it.

I was about to ask the exit question.

"Intuition, the way she looks at you is not right." He Yi explained, with a smile in his narrow eyes.

Ren Aixi, "..."

This intuition is also powerful. Among so many women, she can see this one. Not only does her eyes look wrong, she must have already hated herself in her heart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the culprit beside him, gave him a sharp look, calmly moved forward and started chatting with He Yi. After the chat, he felt that his personality was quite casual. Except for blaming others, he was pretty good at everything else. OK

In particular, there are two shallow dimples on his face every time he smiles. You can't see it unless you look carefully. How could such a young child be kicked out of the house by himself and be alone in a foreign country, and still live so sunny and cheerful? If it were She, she can't do it at all. Sometimes having a home is worse than not having a home.

Just like the two people from the Ren family.

Quan Jing half-closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair to rest, listening to the joyful voices of the two chatting, which was very harsh. When talking to him, his expression was cold and his tone was flat.

He raised his eyes, with impatience on his brows, and said with a hint of ice in his voice: "Let's continue chatting."

Very cold.

He Yi shut up and met his gaze. His eyes were cold and penetrating. He turned his head slowly and whispered from the other side of the chair: "Someone is angry. Let's talk at school."

Ren Aixi glanced at a young man with a gloomy expression from the corner of his eye, moved his butt to the side, pressed his body against the window, and made an OK gesture to He Yi in the front row through the gap.

She silently moved her gaze to the window to prevent someone's anger from affecting her.

Quan Jing saw her leaning against the window, the corners of her lips widening, an intoxicating smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her fair and slender fingers gesturing to the person in front of her. That look was really eye-catching.

From the moment I got in the car to now, I haven't said a word to him. The coldness in my eyes surged secretly, and I felt depressed and unhappy. I raised my hand and pressed my eyebrows, closed my eyes, and controlled my self-control to slowly suppress the emotion. .

An Yuan raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, and happened to see the CEO looking at his wife. Although it was a little cold, it was gleaming. The sudden displeasure was because he was jealous, and he had completely fallen.

…

Along the way, except for the sounds of shallow and deep breathing, the car was completely silent.

The car stopped in front of the villa.

"President, we're here." An Yuan said, opened the rear door and stood to one side.

Quan Jing opened his eyes. The little guy next to him fell asleep leaning against the car window with his arms folded. A few broken hairs on his forehead fell on his quiet white face, and his moist pink lips were slightly pursed, like a child.

After getting out of the car, he walked around the back of the car, opened the door and prepared to take her out.

There was a "bang" sound.

Ren Aixi suddenly woke up, opened her eyes and looked around, only to realize that she had arrived at the villa. She was the only one left in the car. She squinted her eyes and yawned. She opened the door and got out of the car with her skirt raised. She looked up and saw the station. Someone standing aside with a cold face.

He Yi didn't know his sister-in-law was asleep, but he made a loud noise, and was kicked hard by someone with cold eyes.

He stood aside, enduring the pain.

"What's wrong?" Ren Aixi looked at He Yi, and that expression of neither crying nor laughing was quite funny.

"It's okay." He waved his hand and said with a smile.

An Yuan really admired He Shao. After all, he had high emotional intelligence and IQ. Why was he so tactless? Why didn't he leave quickly at this time? What were he standing there talking about? Didn't he see the hostility in the president's eyes? Didn't he understand until the president kicked him again?

He held his forehead, walked to the co-pilot, and opened the door.

"He Shao, I'll take you away." He gave him a look and understood it himself.

He Yi looked over and then realized it. He moved his eyes to look at someone, his heart trembled, waved to the two of them, turned into the car quickly, opened the window, and urged Assistant An to get in the car quickly.

After the car left.

Ren Aixi then followed someone into the villa. After entering the house, she looked up and found that his face was not very good, his eyelids were slightly drooping, and his face was pale and a little sick. He gave people a sense of indifference and distance just now, but now he was so fragile.

"Are you okay?" She couldn't help but ask.

Quan Jing's black eyes moved slightly: "Hmm?" His voice was hoarse.