"What's wrong?" At this time, Bo Zhanye came down from upstairs and asked coldly.
Mo Nanxi immediately hid her phone behind her back: "Nothing, nothing, advertising promotion, advertising promotion..."
"Secretary Mo, do you know what people's expressions look like when they are lying?" Bo Zhanye asked, taking a mirror and putting it in front of his face.
Mo Nanxi's eyes in the mirror were wandering and evasive, with a guilty look on her face.
"That's the expression you have."
Mo Nanxi's legs went weak: "Master Jiu, I was wrong. I didn't do anything wrong, and I didn't lie deliberately. It was... it was Miss Lan's business."
Miss Lan? Lan Xixi?
"What's wrong with her?"
"Master Jiu, you'd better see for yourself..." He didn't dare to say.
Mo Nanxi respectfully handed over the phone.
On the large screen was Tang Shishen's love news. As an outsider, he couldn't recognize who the girl was, but Bo Zhanye recognized it as Lan Xixi at a glance!
He held the phone tightly, his finger bones turned white, and his eyes were cold and stern, as if he wanted to stare holes into the screen.
Mo Nanxi trembled, he knew that Master Jiu would care...
Just when it was cold and oppressive, Lan Xixi came with a breakfast box.
Her smile was as bright as the rising sun, full of vitality and hope. However, when she saw Bo Zhanye, she thought of what he had punished her yesterday, so she turned her face and walked straight upstairs arrogantly.
Just ignore him!
Bad guy!
Bo Zhanye: "..."
Is this because Tang Shishen is there and you don't even bother to say hello to him?
An unknown fire couldn't help but surge into his heart. He raised his lips coldly and said, "You and Tang Shishen are progressing so quickly? You can't wait."
Are you talking about her?
Lan Xixi paused, looked back at him, and instinctively explained: "No! That news is fake!"
Fake?
Bo Zhanye sneered and raised the phone in his hand: "Then the photo is fake too?"
A low and rising voice, full of sarcasm and ridicule.
Lan Xixi Yudun, those photos are real, but they were taken intentionally, and they are no different from fake ones!
Just about to explain...
"Bo Jiu, Xixi, morning." A warm and pleasant voice sounded.
Several people looked around and saw Tang Shishen, a handsome gentleman in a suit and leather shoes, coming in with a bouquet of beautifully packaged roses!
Roses represent love!
Bo Zhanye's eyes darkened and he glanced at Lan Xixi, as if he was laughing at the lie she just told.
Lan Xixi said she had no idea what was going on and looked at Tang Shishen with a confused look on her face: "Mr. Tang... why are you here?"
Tang Shishen walked up to her with elegant steps: "What happened last night was too abrupt, and I came here to formally explain it to you today. The flowers are a gift and I am sincere. There is no need to feel pressure."
What happened last night?
What happened to them last night?
The melancholy scene of the two sleeping together naturally flashed through Bo Zhanye's mind, and his already cold face sank again. It was even colder than the twelfth lunar month in winter!
He walked straight up the stairs without even looking at Lan Xixi. Even when he passed by her, the aura around her seemed to freeze her to death.
Is this person probably born in an ice cave?
Lan Xixi quickly raised her hand and took Bo Zhanye's arm: