Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

Listening to the "beeping" sound coming from the fax machine, Li Yanxiu walked over and picked up the pile of photos until the sound stopped.

Zhou He listened to the sound stop, paused for a while, and then spoke, "These are the photos taken in the art gallery, and a video has been sent to your phone."

While listening to Zhou He's report on the places Lin Qian had been, Li Yanxiu was flipping through the photos sent by the fax machine. The more he looked, the gloomier his expression became.

When he saw the last photo, he threw it on the table with a bang, and the photos scattered on the table like snowflakes.

The photos record the whole process of Qu Meng making things difficult for Lin Qian in the art museum.

This also included her conspiracy with Li Ran. She crossed her arms, raised her chin arrogantly, and watched the security guard drive Lin Qian away with smugness.

"In the end what happened?"

The man's voice was intimidating without him being angry.

Zhou He told Lin Qian how Qu Meng had made things difficult for her and insulted her in the art museum.

After that, he paused for a moment and then said, "I heard that the art gallery where Miss Lin used to work is being expanded, and they are promoting Qu Meng to be the manager."

The man's bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, his eyes cold, and he said calmly, "Just take care of it."

Zhou He immediately understood what Li Yanxiu meant, and raised the corners of his mouth, "I understand, President Li."

Anyone who dares to bully President Li is seeking death.

This is really asking for trouble.

When he saw the video, he was so angry that he almost died, and at the same time he was worried about Qu Meng.

After Zhou He hung up the phone, he called the person in charge of the training center.

After dinner, Lin Qian went back to her room in a bad mood.

She looked at the information on the website again and again, she bit her lip and subconsciously clenched her phone.

Could I just let her spread rumors and slander me?

At this moment, there was a sound from the bedroom door lock.

Li Yanxiu pushed the door open and Lin Qian turned off her phone.

"Busy working?"

"Ah."

The man looked a little tired. He rested his head on Lin Qian's legs and closed his eyes.

Lin Qian stretched his forehead obediently and massaged his head with her hands.

Men enjoy this moment of relaxation.

They pressed the button for a long time, and neither of them spoke.

"Shall I give you some water for a bubble bath?"

Lin Qian always appears to be well-behaved in front of Li Yanxiu.

Li Yanxiu liked her because she was well-behaved and sensible. From a lover's perspective, she did a good job.

For now he greedily wanted more.

Originally he thought he liked her body and her face, and it could be said that he fell in love with her at first sight.

But after all, it's all about the things between men and women.

However, when he just walked in and saw her sad eyes, for some reason, he inadvertently felt concerned.

He wanted more now, wanted to participate in her joys and sorrows.

The man held the woman's hand again and opened his eyes.

"Is it true that no one bullies you?"

The woman pursed her lips and insisted, "I am yours now, who dares to bully me?"

Li Yanxiu looked at Lin Qian and narrowed his eyes. "Even if you don't tell me, I can still find out."

Lin Qian's eyes flickered slightly, and the hand pressing on her forehead stopped.

She looked at him quietly, not knowing what to say.

Li Yanxiu held her in his arms, tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her head, and looked at her quietly.

She didn't say it and he didn't mention it.

Although he knew the whole process of the incident, he still wanted to hear her tell him what was in her mind.