Chapter 1275: Song Xing and his wife (2)

Finally, Song Yiyan called Ling Sheng and asked her to borrow one hundred yuan. After paying the fare, she got out of the car with a grumble, and threw a business card to the driver's master: "Master, this is My business card, please feel free to call me if you have any questions."
Hey!
Thinking of her being the number one feng shui master in the last days, she has gotten into such a miserable situation. She has to rely on her own business to make money. The world is getting worse!
The driver's master cursed a neurosis, saw that the business card fell into the back seat, and sipped, his angry face turned into pig liver color, fuck, this early morning, it is really bad for the horse, back I have to take a good bath to get bad luck.
Song Yiyan sighed up to the sky, stepped on her hate, turned her head and entered a building opposite.
Brilliant Entertainment Company is an enterprise under the Eastern Family, a large entertainment company in China, which designs movies, TV series and artist management in dozens of fields.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the staff member who had just come to work and went home from overtime, looked at a woman who was so gorgeous that one could not remove her eyes, and walked by her gracefully and dignifiedly, her eyes straightened.
The word "beauty" is no longer enough to describe her amorous feelings. It makes people instantly think of stunning beauty, charming and unpretentious.
There are many artists in the company, ranging from popular Xiaohua Xiaosheng to 18-line actor and actress, and those who can enter the entertainment circle. Whoever brings out the appearance is not one of the best. They see too much, and they start to feel tired. I felt nothing.
But the beauty in front of you is a type that you can’t find in the entertainment industry. She comes with her own imperial sister temperament. She is elegant in every gesture, naturally elegant temperament, and her own eye-catching effect, as if she only appears, everyone’s The eyes will automatically focus on her.
Song Yiyan walked unimpeded all the way, she went straight to the eighteenth floor, stepping on a pair of high heels, and the sound of pedaling was like a reminder.
"Miss, you can't go in." At the door, the secretary hurriedly stopped her, looking at the beauty in front of her, she was flustered for no reason: "Miss, do you have an appointment?"
"Dongfang Fan, if you have the courage to do it, don't be a tortoise for your old lady." Song Yiyan smiled, her gorgeous lip color made her whole body more beautiful, and she pushed away the person who was blocking the road impatiently with a bang. Kicked open the door of the president room.
In the president's room, there is a beautiful scenery. A pair of naked men and women are facing the direction of the door. The woman is pressed on the desk with her legs pressed into a straight shape. When someone opens the door, there is no sign of convergence, but The yin was louder than before, as if showing off in a demonstration.
Dongfang Fan was so screaming that he was so soft. The moment he turned his head, his eyes were grim and he let out a violent growl: "Go!"
Who else should he be? It turned out to be his ex-fiancee. She made him lose face in the Dongfang family. Before he went to trouble her, she dared to come and find him! It's just looking for death!
"What happened to Lang Qiang yesterday was your master!" Song Yiyan saw the scene in front of him, and instead of feeling ashamed, she looked at the table with interest, winking like silk. Woman: "Miss, I have something to talk to him, can I trouble you to go out?"
The woman lying on the table was stunned by her extremely gorgeous face when she saw Song Yiyan, and then she could see that the woman looked like her own eyebrows. No, it was her own eyebrows. She is somewhat similar.
Is the woman in front of him the same Yanyan in the mouth of Master Dongfang? Song Yiyan, the woman who regretted the marriage that made him lose her face, last night, he was on her body, but her name was always her name.
"What about it? What about it?" Dongfang Fan had a handsome face and a dark face, with a sense of distortion, turned his head and glanced at the woman on the table, and let out a grumpy roar: "Hurry up and get out of here! "
The woman saw that Young Master Dongfang was angry, and she clearly knew the bad temper of the man in front of her. Last night, she was almost killed by him. She hurriedly got off the table and ran out holding her clothes.
"So, do you admit it?" Song Yiyan was full of anger. After moving her muscles and bones, she kicked him up: "Then I won't be soft."
Before Dongfang Fan could react, he was kicked on his stomach. The woman's strength was so great, as if she was hit by a sledgehammer, her internal organs would be split apart, and she couldn't help but a mouthful of blood. It squirted out.
Song Yiyan is a must-see, Lang Qiang is a brilliant entertainer, Dongfang Fan's doglegs, she cleaned up the behind-the-scenes instructions, and then went to clean up the bastard, neither of them can run away.
The 18-foot man in Dongfang Fantang is also in fights on weekdays. He is fierce, ruthless and tyrannical. The younger generation in Beijing is invincible. How can he think of being beaten by a woman, a woman who insults him and makes him faceless There is nothing to fight back.
Song Yiyan got up slowly after playing enough, took a wet wipe on the desk, wiped her fingers one by one, looked at him condescendingly, her red lips lightly opened, and smiled: "Dongfang Fan , Remember, next time you provoke me, I will kill you."
Dongfang Fan clearly saw the murder in the woman's eyes, but suddenly smiled, okay, enough taste, he likes her like this, the obedient rabbit is boring, a woman needs to be spicy enough to feel it when conquered.
Outside the president's office, the secretary watched the woman open the door gracefully, and walked out. She was on her body and her hair remained the same, exactly the same as when she just came here. He nodded and smiled at her.
She shuddered in fright, and she understood what an angel’s face and devil’s methods were. The screams of the president still lingered in her ears.
When Lang Qiang was taken into the office, he licked a smiley face and looked at the man sitting in the chair with his back facing him: "Master Fan, please tell me if you have anything to do."
"Yesterday, you gave Song Yiyan the medicine?" Dongfang Fan made a long ending, with a scent of evil.
Lang Qiang’s eyes lit up suddenly, Master Fan was about to reward him, and he smiled and said, "I should do revenge for Young Master Dongfang. Song Yiyan’s ignorant thing is something that has harmed our Dongfang family. Losing your face and making you the object of ridicule by the entire capital, I'm just teaching her a lesson, and you are satisfied."
Dongfang Fan's eyes sank suddenly and his murderous aura was revealed. He suddenly turned his seat and revealed a bruised and swollen face, looking at him like a dead man.