Then she looked at Ah Qing again: "I'm so excited to call me. Is there any new progress in Niro and Xia Wanting yesterday?"

Ah Qing leaned over to her and sat down together, first wondering: "What progress can be made?"

"Oh," Xia Wanxin said lightly: "I thought you confessed to him, but he agreed."

Ah Qing's face suddenly turned red and his voice stuttered: "What, how is it possible? Brother Wan Ting is sacred and inviolable."

"I didn't say you want to invade him." Xia Wanxin deliberately quarrels with her.

This made Ah Qing glared at her with a red look: "Don't talk nonsense!"

In order to make Xia Wanxin stop this topic, she quickly said: "I want to tell you that the woman who was at the airport with Bo Qingyun before went back to the mall this morning. It seems that something happened to her company."

"How did you know?" Xia Wanxin realized that she was talking about Luo Han'er.

“It’s been reported by the news.”

Ah Qing is now very good at using Weibo, and he knows the latest news in time.

Xia Wanxin pointed her chin with a finger, probably to make the trouble Xiaoyu caused to Luo's family work.

But Luo Han'er came back in such a hurry, but she was a little impatient than she thought?

Xia Wanxin lowered her eyes and replied calmly: "Oh."

"Just one, 'oh'?" Ah Qing was uneasy.

Xia Wanxin was funny: "Do you want to see how much reaction I have?"

Ah Qing pouted her lips: "For example, applauding like me? People related to Bo Qingyun are the more unlucky they are."

Xia Wanxin saw that she was even more excited than her, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was deeper.

Rubbing Aqing's head, she said softly: "Be good, I really don't care."

Ah Qing blinked embarrassedly.

Every time she does this, she feels like she is being taken care of by her elder sister.

Obviously, in terms of age, Xia Xia is younger than her.

Ah Qing nodded: "I understand, Xia Xia, you can be yourself, and I support you whatever you do."

"Mommy, so is me!" The little sweetheart immediately agreed.

"That's it," Xia Wanxin's eyes shimmered: "To show support for me, you two should stay at home honestly. I'm going out with something."

"Ah?" One big and one small looked at her and lamented in unison: "You won't take us?"

Xia Wanxin drank a glass of milk and ate half a piece of bread, and they looked like two left-behind children.

But she was very heartless and smiled and said, "When I go home, I will bring you some food."

Carrying her bag, she turned around and went out.

The car rushed to a high building and slowed down.

This is not a central commercial area where every inch of land is valuable. The buildings in front of them also look a little outdated, but they have a particularly solemn feeling.

On the right hand side of the entrance, there is a red brick wall, with a pen on it outlined the words "The First Institute of Medical Research in the Mall".

Xia Wanxin's car was passing by, and he drove into the internal parking area with a familiarity.

She entered the elevator and went upstairs. As soon as she came out, she heard a noisy sound.

The conference room was surrounded by glass on three sides, and it was surrounded by reporters. Yan Liu was sitting in the middle, who was being interviewed by reporters.

She was also wearing the common pair of glasses, with a stern and cold look.

The reporter asked questions one after another: "Yan Liu Pharmacist, the scar repair agent you have developed recently is very different from the previous research directions. Why did it suddenly change?"

Yan Liu was very cold: "No one can tell me."
Chapter completed!