Chapter 1907 Itchy Palms

The assistant inexplicably wanted to touch Duan Xishen's hair... Ugh!

Touching the hair on the tiger's head, he would be the old man who hanged himself, thinking that his life was too long.

But... watching this tiger who was always mysterious and arrogant droop his head...

It's really cute.

My palms are itchy.

A rare sight that only happens once in a thousand years.

The long silence made Gu Weimian's brows slightly frown.

"Mr. Duan?"

Duan Xishen hummed, looked up at Gu Weimian, his face pale.

Seeing this, Gu Weimian's heart inexplicably tightened, and he pursed his lips,

"If it's just for this matter, I'll go back first."

Duan Xishen was stunned for a moment,

"Weimian.

Gu Weimian had already raised his hand and waved it slightly, turned around and left.

Ning Quruo narrowed his eyes, saw this and didn't say anything, turned around and followed Gu Weimian away.

"Bang! "

There was a loud noise behind him.

Gu Weiman paused slightly and turned to look behind him.

Not far away, the golden trophy was thrown to the ground.

Gu Weiman's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was cold.

Without saying a word, he turned his head back and got into his car.

Duan Xishen's eyes darkened slightly, and veins popped out on the backs of his hands holding the wheelchair handles.

Just when he was about to speak, he heard Gu Weiman, who had just got into the car, pick up the phone and dial it.

"Mr. Ying Jinhua? Yes, I'm Gu Weiman, I'm sorry to bother you, I apologize for what happened today."

Duan Xishen stared at Gu Weiman's profile in a daze.

He never thought of asking Gu Weiman to apologize to Ying Jinhua.

How could his daughter say that to an actor... an unknown actor who only won the Best Supporting Actor Award.

"Weimian! "

Gu Weimian raised his eyes from the car, glanced at him lightly, but quickly retracted his gaze.

The car drove out slowly.

In the end, only a back figure was left.

Duan Xishen stayed in the wheelchair.

Beside him, the assistant was trembling.

He stepped back cautiously, constantly trying to reduce his presence.

"Xiao Hong."

Secretary Hong suddenly froze.

He swallowed his saliva,

"Mr. Duan..."

Guilty tone.

Duan Xishen looked at the trophy on the ground, "Did I do something wrong?"

"I don't know..." The assistant didn't dare to express any opinion.

Duan Xishen's lips were pursed for a few seconds.

"Really don't know, or don't dare to say?"

The assistant's body trembled visibly, and whispered, "Don't dare to say..."

Duan Xishen: "...Say."

The word that the assistant had already rushed to his throat came out immediately,

"Yes. "

Duan Xishen: "..."

The assistant whispered,

"And if it's not handled well, people will say that the eldest lady is too domineering."

"Who dares to say that?"

The assistant's body, which had just stood up, immediately bent down again, his shoulders hunched up, and his lips pursed tightly.

He didn't dare to speak, and he wanted to zip up his lips.

Let him talk too much!

The atmosphere became silent again.

And the car belonging to Gu Weimian had long disappeared.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

The assistant felt that his life had never been so tormented.

He was also an old man, why did he have to endure all this.

He silently calculated how far he was from retirement age, and tears almost fell.

Before retirement, he would definitely be played to death by this father and daughter.

No...it was played to death by Gu Weimian.

Duan Xishen could never beat Gu Weimian...

Holding his broken claws, he rolled over and let out a weak bubble...