Being held in Qin Hao's arms, Mu Qianxue's whole body stiffened instantly, and she subconsciously wanted to push Qin Hao away. However, after hearing Qin Hao's trembling and sad request, she suddenly couldn't move her hands. He dropped weakly and let Qin Hao hold him, even though the knocking on the door was so loud that the door was about to be broken.
"What's the fuss about? Don't you have to work?" Song Yao, who was in the office next door, was also alarmed and walked out of the office, asking slightly angrily.
When her immediate boss appeared, Li Xiangyue naturally did not dare to fail to respond, and quickly explained: "Special Assistant Song, Qin Hao, Qin Hao, he suddenly rushed into the president's office regardless of the obstruction, and even locked the door. I was afraid that the president would be in danger. so… "
Song Yao frowned slightly. As Qin Hao's woman, she paid attention to his activities in the company every day. She also knew that Mu Qianxue personally asked someone from the marketing department to ask for leave for Qin Hao today. However, now Li Xiangyue said that Qin Hao forced his way into the CEO's office and locked the door. There was something wrong no matter how he looked at it.
After all, apart from her and the Mu family, the company didn't know the true relationship between Qin Hao and Mu Qianxue. If someone spread the news, the rumors would probably spread all over the sky again.
"I know about this. Qin Hao has said hello to me before. Don't worry about it. Go and do your own business." Song Yao pretended to be calm and said calmly, as if she already knew the whole story.
Although Li Xiangyue felt a little strange, what else could she say after her boss spoke, she nodded in agreement and left with her head down.
Song Yao looked at the closed door of the CEO's office, hesitated for a moment, and did not go back. Instead, she stood guard at the door for Qin Hao and others to prevent anyone from accidentally showing up.
In the president's office.
"What's wrong with you? What happened?" This was the first time Mu Qianxue saw Qin Hao showing worry, worry, sadness, and even fear. In her eyes, although this man was usually very dishonest, , and has no ambition at all, and his attitude towards life is almost the same as that of a retired man in his forties or fifties, but it is undeniable that he is very powerful.
This power is not only Qin Hao's tyrannical force and experience far beyond ordinary people, but it also points to his heart. It is precisely for this reason that Mu Qianxue has felt very at ease in the past few months. The annoying Lin Aocang and the annoying old lady of the Mu family have been rejected by Qin Hao.
However, at this moment, Qin Hao felt so fragile to her, so fragile that it seemed that just one more straw could completely crush him. This sudden change made her feel a little anxious and worried.
Faced with Mu Qianxue's question, Qin Hao did not answer, but hugged her quietly, enjoying the moment of tranquility and the soft jade-like touch in his arms.
Mu Qianxue resisted the pungent smell of alcohol and hugged her like this for about ten minutes. Qin Hao finally let go of her and said with a smile: "Honey, I've been too busy recently and haven't spent much time in the company. Are you going again at noon?" Don't you want to eat well? Look at how thin you are, and your hands are obviously not as good as before, and you feel so anxious."
What surprised Qin Hao was that for the first time, Mu Qianxue didn't get angry because of his nonsense. She just looked at him quietly, with a calm attitude, but not coldness. Her sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts, which made him feel scared. hair.
"Honey, smile, don't make the boss look so embarrassed. By the way, it seems to be almost noon, how about I go buy you some lunch?" Qin Hao was most afraid of seeing Mu Qianxue looking at him with such a look, so powerful No less than a woman crying.
"Laughing? How can I laugh?" Mu Qianxue's face turned cold. "I was working well, but a drunken and shameless gangster suddenly broke into the house and held me for ten minutes. Do you think I should laugh?"
"Who? Who is so shameless that he dares to bully my wife like this and not beat him to death if I catch him!" Qin Hao looked filled with indignation, as if the person Mu Qianxue was talking about had nothing to do with him, "But my wife. , as you said just now, wasn’t that guy drunk? He was probably drunk and couldn’t help himself... "
"Really? I think he seems to be very sober now. He speaks clearly, has clear logic, and can speak eloquently. Or does he really regard me, Mu Qianxue, as someone who can come and go at a moment's notice, and can be hugged whenever he wants? Just a woman? No explanation at all?"
This was already a naked question. With such a tone and such terms, if Qin Hao dared to play tricks and change the subject, he would probably really misunderstand Mu Qianxue.
Qin Hao didn't mean to hide it. Although his behavior just now was really not like a man, he was thick-skinned and didn't care. However, he really didn't know how to tell Mu Qianxue about his past with Concubine Luo Mi. It involved too many things that Mu Qianxue couldn't touch. Of course, there were also things that he didn't dare to say and wanted to hide from Mu Qianxue. matter.
Just when Qin Hao was in a dilemma and didn't know how to answer, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, followed by shouts.
"Xiaoxue, are you inside? Open the door quickly. I'm in a hurry. Open the door quickly..."
"It's Song Yao, I'll open the door for her." Qin Hao said to Mu Qianxue first, and walked quickly towards the door. He was so happy in his heart that he wanted to hug Song Yao, the savior, and kiss her hard.
Opening the door, Song Yao grabbed Qin Hao's hand and walked quickly to Mu Qianxue: "Xiaoxue, I suddenly have a personal emergency and need help. Can you lend Qin Hao to me?"
"Well, he asked for leave today, not counting working hours. He is free to go wherever he goes, and it has nothing to do with me. But you, what's the emergency? Does it matter?" For this good friend who has shared the joys and sorrows with me, , Mu Qianxue is still very concerned.
Song Yao shook her head: "It doesn't matter, I'm just a little urgent and need Qin Hao's help. Then I'll leave first. I probably won't be able to come in the afternoon."
"I understand. I'll give you half a day off in the afternoon. If you need anything, just tell me." Mu Qianxue nodded and glared at Qin Hao fiercely as he spoke.
Qin Hao could only smile apologetically at Mu Qianxue, and then ran out of Mu Qianxue's office as if he was running away. Anyway, he just needed to get away with it for the time being.
Following Song Yao to the entrance of a Yonghe soybean milk shop not far from the company, Qin Hao suddenly realized it and looked at her with a smile: "You are really a ghost girl. If Mu Qianxue knew that you were in a hurry and wanted to go on a date with me for lunch, I would probably I’m so angry, haha…”
Song Yao wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, frowned, and said distressedly: "Qin Hao, I'm not in the mood to joke with you now. You come in with me first."
With that said, he opened the door and walked into the store.
Qin Hao was even more confused. If he came to this chain fast food restaurant instead of eating, could it be to discuss business? Which big boss or company executive would discuss business in a place like this? The level is too low.
Curious, he followed Song Yao who was looking around and walked in. He saw Song Yao walking straight towards a corner, where a stooped middle-aged man in his forties or fifties was sitting there, devouring food.
There were four or five tattooed men sitting at the table next to them with their mouths open and their arms exposed, and they were staring at the middle-aged man with murderous intent.
Seeing Song Yao appear, the middle-aged man didn't even bother to take care of the half-eaten meal. With an expression of ecstasy on his face, he rushed in front of Song Yao and reached out to grab the small bag Song Yao was carrying. , shouted: "Yao Yao, have you brought the money? Give it to me quickly, save my life, quickly..."
PS: Thanks to the book friend "Don't Ask Me Why" for the 100 Zhulang coins,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
PPS: The list of new books about flowers in the last month of Chuxin. Please pray for flowers. I will beg for you on my knees. . . . . . ,. . . (To be continued)