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    The mood of all members of the marketing department at this time: Thank you, I feel offended.

    So Mr. Song, you didn’t come here to inspect to show your affection, right?Why does it look like magic?Just forget about watching magic, why do you start looking at each other affectionately again?Mr. Song, where is your aloof persona?You’ve been holding this girl’s little hand for a minute, right?You do speak.

    Qiao Qiao was also surprised. She waved her free hand in front of Song Qiyan, and the latter came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

    “…Haha, it’s a bit childish.” She scratched her head, “Just to liven up the atmosphere.”

    Anyway, she just wanted to disgust Xiao Manyu.

    “It’s amazing.” Song Qiyan said slowly after a while, “How come you know what I’m thinking?”

    The mood of all the members of the marketing department at this time: Hiss…is this what love feels like?

    But then again, Director Xiao is right next to you, but Mr. Song is so ambiguous with another girl… Is it really okay?

    Many people have turned to pay attention to Xiao Manyu, but after the initial shock, she quickly returned to her usual dignified and calm appearance, as if the main wife was watching her husband and his concubine mess around, and she was generous and a little indulgent.

    Of course, this kind of indulgence comes from her ability to have concubines at will.

    Her performance naturally misled others. The employees in the marketing department looked at each other. It seemed that Mr. Song had a soft spot for girls, but Director Xiao was so calm… Could it be that Director Xiao and Mr. Song had a quarrel, and Mr. Song deliberately flirted with other women to anger her?

    This cannot be blamed on the employees’ misinterpretation. Xiao Manyu worked hard to confirm the rumors. For example, when she knew that Song Qiyan had bought a certain new accessory the day before, she would deliberately let the employees know that she had bought a gift for Mr. Song. So when the employees saw Song Qiyan’s new accessory, they naturally thought it was from Director Xiao.

    The combination of fiction and reality, truth and falsehood, allowed the rumors to circulate throughout WAWA for so long.

    Xiao Manyu smiled faintly and didn’t pay attention to Qiao Qiao’s tricks at all.

    “Huh? How could I know what you are thinking?” Qiao Qiao said honestly, “This is a routine. I will do whatever you think.”

    Song Qiyan: “Oh.”

    Disappointment almost overflowed.

    Qiao Qiao: “Eh… no way, were you really thinking of me at that time?”

    Someone fell into rare silence.

    Song Qiyan: “Where is the marketing department’s report for this quarter?”

    Marketing employees: Boss!Why don’t you turn so fast!We don’t want to read the report, we just want to hear your answer!

    Xiao Manyu: “Mr. Song wants to see the report, Manager Li.”

    The sweaty marketing manager presented a document with both hands. Xiao Manyu took it first and passed it to Song Qiyan.

    When the two handed over the documents, Xiao Manyu’s eyes were full of affection, and she touched Song Qiyan’s finger intentionally or unintentionally.

    Song Qiyan paused: “Manager Li.”

    Manager Li quickly came up and said, “Mr. Song, what are your plans?”

    Song Qiyan: “Take it back.”

    Manager Li blankly took back the document he handed over a few seconds ago. Everyone was confused and didn’t know what was going on. Song Qiyan pulled out a silk handkerchief expressionlessly, pressed it on the place where Xiao Manyu had touched, and wiped it heavily.

    Now even those who believed in the rumors the most had to admit that Mr. Song and Director Xiao were definitely not lovers.

    The man frowned slightly, and he couldn’t pretend to have that natural and slightly disgusted expression. He was really not used to having physical contact with Xiao Manyu, so he put down the report immediately and chose to wipe his fingers.

    The eyes of other people in the marketing department when they looked at Xiao Manyu changed again. The smart people had figured out the joints and exchanged disbelief in their eyes.

    If Director Xiao and Mr. Song have nothing to do with each other…then could it be that the things Director Xiao did in the meantime were all directed and performed by himself?

    Too… bitch?

    Xiao Manyu also didn’t expect that Song Qiyan wouldn’t leave her any room. She wanted to use physical touch to hint to others that she and Song always had “something”, but in this case, the rumors would definitely be self-defeating.

    But it doesn’t matter.

    Xiao Manyu’s hands were slightly clenched, and her newly made manicure dug a deep mark into her palms.

    There is still a chance that Qi Yan will discover sooner or later that the benefits I can bring to him are something that a little girl like this who knows nothing will never be able to bring.

    Of course, this account cannot be settled just like that.

    Xiao Manyu thought of something, calmed down, and said softly: “Mr. Song, I still have something to deal with…”

    Song Qiyan: “Well, go ahead.”

    Xiao Manyu walked away with a graceful gait on high heels, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed.

    A group of onlookers who were full of food: Are you leaving now?Explain nothing?

    This caused the employees to look at Song Qiyan with even more pity and pity: Mr. Song is so miserable. He has been tied up for so many years, and only today is he being redressed.

    The fair and slender hands were rubbed a little red, but the owner had no intention of stopping, as if he would not stop until the skin was broken.Qiao Qiao quickly grabbed the silk handkerchief and said, “Okay, okay, I can’t wipe it off anymore.”

    Song Qiyan: “I feel uncomfortable.”

    Qiao Qiao: “I’ll wipe it for you later…”

    Song Qiyan: “When?”

    Qiao Qiao pursed his lips and had no choice but to lean into his ear: “When no one is around.”

    Song Qiyan: “Okay.”

    Manager Li was trembling: “Mr. Song, this report…”

    Song Qiyan: “Put it somewhere. We’ll see it another day. Let’s go here today.”

    After saying that, he took Qiao Qiaotou and left without looking back.

    Marketing Department Owner: “…”

    The huge office area was quiet for a few seconds, and then a lively discussion broke out. Manager Li frantically motioned for everyone to keep their voices down. Mr. Song hadn’t gone far yet, but everyone could no longer suppress their gossip.

    “So Mr. Song and Director Xiao have nothing to do with each other?”

    “OMG, my heart!”

    “I remember that the rumor first came from the technical department, right? Doesn’t Xiao Zhao from their department often come to our place for tea?”

    “That’s right. They show off how good their relationship is between Director Xiao and Mr. Song every day. It’s a slap in the face.”

    “Tsk, tsk, I originally thought the two of them matched each other, but from what I see, Director Xiao is a bit off.”

    “A bit of a bitch.”

    “Strong man, how dare you say it directly.”

    “What’s wrong, don’t you think so? Stop pretending, okay? You just don’t dare to say it.”

    This episode was like a butterfly over the Pacific. The flapping of its wings caused a storm throughout the WAWA company.From then on, the “Song Xiao cp theory” that had been popular for who knows how long disappeared completely, and the topic that everyone talked about became ‘Who is that girl?’.

    Of course, Qiao Qiao didn’t know these things.

    Song Qiyan dragged her back to the office directly.

    As soon as the door closed, the man’s pleasant scent surrounded her. Song Qiyan held the door panel with one hand, trapping Qiao Qiao in the narrow space, and condescendingly stretched out the hand that Xiao Manyu had touched in front of her: “Wipe it clean.”

    It sounded like a normal sentence, but Qiao Qiao felt that Song Qiyan’s expression was clearly saying “lick it clean”.

    Her cheeks began to heat up again, and she struggled for a while before carefully wrapping Song Qiyan’s fingertips with the tip of her tongue.

    His hands had just been washed, and there was still a little moisture left. His skin was delicate and smooth, and his nails were neatly trimmed.Qiao Qiao felt that among all the people she had seen, Song Qiyan and Zhou Yuanchuan’s hands were more beautiful, but Zhou Yuanchuan’s hands were more slender, more feminine, and beautiful, but lacked some of the texture that a man should have.

    Sure enough, Director Song’s hands are probably the most beautiful.

    She took the man’s fingertips in her mouth, moistened each fingerprint with her tongue, then gradually moved up, slid across the fingertips, and began to lick the thin skin where the fingers were connected. It was very sensitive, and she could feel the man’s fingers trembling slightly when she sucked them.

    “Okay.” Qiao Qiao licked his lips, “I wiped it clean this time.”

    Song Qiyan: “Not clean.”

    Qiao Qiao: “Huh? Something is not clean.”

    The man suddenly reached out and held her face, kissing her lips with his thin lips: “Here…”

    Damn, you are so good at flirting!

    Qiao Qiao felt that the pores on her face had been opened completely. She was stiffly pressed against the door panel, like a fool who had been given a body-fixing spell.A barrage of “Director Song’s lips are so soft and sweet” flashed across the screen in my mind. Ah, no, why would he be so soft and sweet as a man?Woohoo, but it’s really soft and fragrant.

    “Mr. Song! Mr. Song, are you there?”

    Someone knocked on the door panel behind him. Qiao Qiao was so passionate about the kiss that he trembled with fright, and immediately tasted the smell of blood in his mouth.

    Song Qiyan covered his mouth and took a step back reluctantly.

    “Ah! Sorry, sorry!” God, how stupid is she!

    The man turned his face sideways to prevent her from seeing the wound, and simply rubbed it with his fingers.Fortunately, it was just a broken skin and the bleeding stopped quickly.

    “What’s wrong?” Song Qiyan asked from across the door.

    “Mr. Song, the company has been stolen!” The secretary’s voice was panicked, “Director Xiao said she lost a ring worth 300,000 yuan!”

    Qiao Qiao: Oh my god, can you just wear a ring worth 300,000 yuan on your body casually?I can’t wait to offer it…

    Song Qiyan: “I understand.”

    As the actual person in charge of WAWA, it is not easy to miss this kind of moment.Song Qiyan asked Qiao Qiao if she wanted to come with him. She nodded wildly. Of course she wanted to see a good show!

    As soon as they came out of the corridor, they saw a group of people gathered in front of the lounge, and the security guards also arrived. Xiao Manyu stood in the middle of the wall of people, with a gloomy face, looking very anxious.

    “Mr. Song!” Xiao Manyu felt as if she had seen a savior when she saw Song Qiyan, “You are finally here!”

    However, the smile froze again after seeing the obvious bite scars on the corners of Song Qiyan’s mouth.

    Song Qiyan: “What’s going on?”

    Secretary: “The ring on Director Xiao’s hand is missing. After checking around, it seems that it was dropped in this area.”

    Song Qiyan: “Is this called theft?”

    The secretary did not dare to say anything, so Xiao Manyu hurriedly explained: “Mr. Song, I am also very anxious. The main reason is that this lounge is very close to your office, and my authority cannot adjust the surveillance here.”

    Hearing this, Qiao Qiao suddenly trembled. She had a bold guess. Xiao Manyu didn’t want to use this incident to expose the phone call she made outside the lounge, right?

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