After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

Early the next morning, when Meng Xiaowan went to work at Xinghui, she saw a familiar person sitting in the living room.

After seeing that it was Qin Dingsen, she subconsciously hid. The wound on her back that had healed began to itch, and she immediately sent a text message to Sister Sangsang.

"Sister Sangsang, your third uncle is here again."

Qin Sang lay leisurely on the bed and applied a facial mask, and replied "No hurry." She threw the phone aside.

Ever since the father and daughter returned to China, everything has gone so smoothly. With the help of their father and the support of Song Qian, perhaps Qin Dingsen should also understand what it means to be humble in asking for others.

After applying the mask, she changed her clothes and went to a beauty salon that she didn't often go to.

When she signed her name, the beautician looked at her in surprise, "You...you are Sheng Sen's daughter... Oh no! Are you the curator of Xinghui Art Museum?"

Qin Sang looked up at her and nodded slightly.

It seems that the last advertisement worked well, and it has already spread its popularity.

"This way please!"

Although this beauty salon is considered to be at the pyramid level, it is rare to see real chaebol daughters. Qin Sang only paid for ordinary care, and enjoyed the five-star private room treatment.

Qin Sang just lay down for a while, with a hot towel on her face, when she heard the sound of high heels walking over.

The privacy of this beauty salon is very good. The staff and customers will change into the slippers here, and the sound of the high heels is very abrupt.

The door of his closed room was suddenly opened, and the sound of high-heeled footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Who is this woman, why is she lying on my bed?"

Qin Sang heard the voice, and thought it sounded familiar. Just as she was about to take off the towel and take a look, she felt that the bed she was lying on had been kicked hard.

"Talking to you! Why are you pretending to be a deaf-mute?"

The beautician rushed over upon hearing the commotion, bowed and apologized to the visitor, "I'm sorry Miss Li, you didn't make an appointment in advance, so...we didn't know you were coming today!"

Miss Li?Lina?

But it doesn't sound like it...

"If I want to come, I have to call you in advance to make an appointment? Don't you know the relationship between President Song of the Song Group and me?"

President Song of the Song Group?

Qin Sang frowned, and suddenly became less anxious.

The beautician glanced at Qin Sang lying on the bed, his expression changed, and just about to speak, he saw her walking straight towards Qin Sang.

"The quality of your guests is getting worse and worse!"

The woman's arrogant and domineering voice became louder and louder. Seeing that she was still lying still, she became more and more angry, and she was about to smash the bag in her hand.

"You bitch still laying—"

The beautician quickly stopped her, "Miss Li! Miss Li, this is also our distinguished guest. Our floor is dedicated to VIPs, and this room is not your regular room, Miss Li."

Snapped!

Before the beautician finished speaking, he was slapped firmly.

"I can use whichever room I want!"

Qin Sang frowned, picked up the towel on his face, and glanced at the person who came, and it turned out to be Riemann who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Riemann saw who was lying on the bed, and his expression changed drastically, but when he thought that Song Qian had "reinstated her official position" a while ago, he straightened his back again, "Miss Qin is also doing beauty treatment here. ah?"

Qin Sang sat up slowly propped up, wiped her hands with a hot towel, and looked up at her, "Have you booked this room?"

Thinking of the slap she received half a year ago, Riemann couldn't be as tough as before. She pulled the corners of her mouth and forced a smile, "That's not true. I thought Miss Qin would be very busy and have no time to take care of herself. ..."

"After the engagement, I was much busier than before." Qin Sang interrupted Riemann, got up and walked in front of her, "I was so busy that I almost forgot to clean up the flowers and plants around A-gan."

Riemann gritted his teeth secretly, but there was a gentle smile on his face, as if Qin Sang's words hadn't affected her in the slightest.

"Mr. Song has ordered you not to intervene in the company's affairs. Don't you forget how you left the Song's building last time?"

Qin Sang smiled, "Of course not, I remember...you Mr. Song apologized to me, right?"

Riemann's face froze, and just as he was about to speak, Qin Sang in front of him smiled brighter, "But it's meaningless to mention this now, after all, A-gan and I are already a family, so why talk about apologizing? "

The beautician broke out in a cold sweat listening to it. Although Riemann was wearing high heels, he lost a lot to Qin Sang in terms of momentum.

Could this be the difference between a real daughter and a fake celebrity?

"That's really... Congratulations to Ms. Qin." Li Man gritted his teeth, and there was no smile in his eyes. "It's a pity that businessmen always value profits. I'm afraid Ms. Qin's wishful thinking can only be reduced to a joke."

When Riemann came here in high heels just now, her domineering and arrogant appearance was exactly the same as that of her cousin Li Na, but as Song Qian's personal secretary, her cultural background was much better than that silly, white and sweet daughter, especially if she was a connotation person. , set by set.

She used to be naive and ignorant, and was bullied by PUA. Every time Riemann said this, she always felt that she was not doing well enough, and she put too much pressure on Song Qian.

Now it seems that the former self is really purely paving the way for others!

Li Man, who thought he would poke Qin Sang's pain, quietly waited to see the joke, but he didn't expect Qin Sang to laugh out loud, as if he thought what she said was very funny, the more Qin Sang laughed, the uglier Li Man's face was .

Finally, Qin Sang laughed enough, she looked at Rieman with fixed eyes, "Do you think, do you understand him?"

"Of course, except for Mr. Song's private time, I'm always by my side." Riemann raised her head proudly. In terms of time, she has a much better advantage than Qin Sang.

Qin Sang sneered and shook her head, "Then you are really stupid."

Just like my former self, I naively thought that time could replace everything.

Qin Sang walked towards Riemann step by step, which made Rieman feel oppressed for no reason. She couldn't help but take a few steps back, and Qin Sang didn't stop until she exited the door.

"Also, remember to call me next time, Mrs. Song."

Qin Sang raised his hand to close the door, curled the corners of his lips, his eyes were cold.

But there may not be a next time.

The beautician was still kneeling on the ground and didn't get up. It seemed that she was shocked by the conversation just now. Qin Sang reached out to her, "Are you okay?"

Only then did the beautician come back to his senses, and quickly stood up by himself.

"No, it's fine."

But although she didn't quite understand their conversation, she could sense one thing. This was not only a duel between the real daughter and the fake celebrity, but more like a war between the original wife and the mistress.

"Ma'am... don't you mind?"

Qin Sang shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "I don't mind."

Anyway, Riemann will not be happy for long.

She has to thank her for reminding her that Song Qian still has the time bomb of Riemann beside him.