"Stinky boy, didn't you say you ignored him anymore?" she reminded.

"You have taken care of it... the mother fouled first, and the son just followed."

"..." Cheng Yingxuan was speechless, "Cheng Xiaobao, when did you start pitting mother?"

"Now." Xiao Bao smiled brightly at her, "Mom, because Uncle Yan told me a whisper on the bed just now, I decided to help him, and then pit you. You are at home, don't need you to send it, I went to school."

The little guy carried a small schoolbag and left under the **** of Zheng Wei.

Leaving Cheng Yingxuan staring at the falling elevator floor at the door of the house, staring dryly.

She turned around and saw Yan Shiting sitting on the sofa in the living room, lit a cigar in her hand, and took a slow breath, and the curling smoke ring emerged from his nasal cavity.

A black bodyguard pours a cup of tea on the coffee table, then exits the house respectfully and closes the security door.

She had an urge to get out of the door, but she endured and walked calmly towards the bedroom.

Yan Shiting’s male voice was not cold, "Cheng Yingxuan."

When he was called, her heart almost jumped, "What's the matter?"

He gestured to the side of the house, "sit."

"I'm a bit busy."

"What are you busy with?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I am busy working, and there are a few projects that have not been reviewed..."

"Aren't you resigning?" He pierced her lies.

Yes indeed. She forgot, she was out of class, "cough... that... I am preparing for a new project, and I am going to do a few new projects to become independent portals."

"Yes." He was uncomfortable. Youqi's pupil narrowed slightly. "You are running away. Is it guilty?"

She immediately retorted, "What is my guilty conscience?"

"Then I have to ask you." He took a sip of the tea on the table, so calm that he was like a powerhouse playing with a little mouse.

Cheng Yingxuan was a little angry. At this moment, his momentum was not as strong as him. There was no way out of it. Her guilty conscience could not lift her. "Don't play dumb with me. If you have anything, just say it."

He still clicked on the position next to it, the meaning was obviously to let her sit down and talk slowly.

She was really a little afraid of him, to be right, he was afraid that he knew what was going on.

"Xiaobao knows that I have something to ask you, so you just make a tortoise?" He sneered at the corner of his lips. "Do you think you can hide if you shrink?"

Her heart became more tense and her face was still hard, "I can't understand what you are saying!"

"Come here, don't let me say it a third time." His face was as hard as a knife, and there was a little more trouble in his voice.

She didn't even want to eat his set, turned around and went into the bedroom.

His gloomy pupil crossed a deep depth, pinched the cigarette in his hand, stood up, walked long legs and followed into the room.

She asked unpleasantly, "What are you doing here?"

He approached her step by step, slamming her in the corner, "You have nothing to tell me?"

"What do you mean?" She raised her eyebrow.

He was at a high level, and his low-eyed eyes looked at her, and the sharp eyes almost saw her through, "Is that woman you nearly six years ago?"

Her heartbeat almost stopped, and guessed right, it was really discovered by him! She had a sense of fear that she was about to step into Yan Luodian, and the trembling feeling could not stop the chest from rising, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"