The president came with his son

After all, Yin Nanxiang walked out of the dressing room with his head held high like a victorious little rooster, leaving behind a trio whose jaws dropped in shock.

"Uh..." Before the makeup artist could say anything, she began to wave her hands rapidly. She was trying to organize her words to express her shock, anger and comfort.

"I think you are much better than that little slut, and you won't lose." Finally, the makeup artist finally choked out a word, and gave Miao Ziqing a cheering gesture.

Miao Ziqing narrowed her eyes and glanced at her: Have you been kicked by a donkey too?

"Phew~ It scared me to death. I thought you were really having an affair with Mr. Ji. I just said, Mr. Ji is such a serious person, and you don't look like... that kind of person, right? You run around every day. It's too late to make an announcement." The makeup artist sat down again, fanned herself, and took herself away from the horrifying scene just now.

"I guess I'm a newcomer. Since I'm not being taken seriously, I started to think of some crooked things." The makeup artist quickly reacted and gave a reasonable explanation.

"Probably." Miao Ziqing also felt quite speechless. There were more and more messy rumors about him on the Internet, saying that he was forced to praise either because he had a mine at home or someone behind him.

Later, it was found out that there was indeed no mine in his home, so he immediately spread rumors, and the one who acted as the brunt was naturally the young, wealthy and handsome boss of their company.

Miao Ziqing felt that he couldn't understand the brain circuit of this group of people. You all know that Mr. Ji is young, handsome and handsome, so who is the one who suffers when they mix together?

And don't these people only have these messy things in their minds, and don't they have any positive socialist energy? !

You are a businessman, don't you want to make money?Is there anything incomprehensible about holding a talented person?

Miao Ziqing has been in the company for three years and thinks that he has never been ashamed of the company's resources. He hasn't become popular overnight but he has steadily attracted a lot of money. Is there anything you can't understand if he is valued by the company?

"Don't think too much, this guy won't last long." The make-up artist continued to comfort Miao Ziqing, even in a place like the entertainment industry, if you stick to crooked ways, you will definitely be crippled.

"I..." Before Miao Ziqing finished speaking, the door of the dressing room was already opened, revealing Ji Shaoning's face with a little bit of frost.

"President Ji." The three greeted each other, not understanding why Ji Shaoning suddenly came over at this time.

"Yin...he came here just now?" Ji Shaoning originally wanted to say Yin Nanxiang, but he couldn't remember the name of this person when he said it, so he mentioned it all.

"Children are not sensible yet." The makeup artist didn't want to intercede with Yin Nanxiang, but felt that Yin Nanxiang's words were too embarrassing for Miao Ziqing and Ji Shaoning.

"You don't feel it?" Ji Shaoning stared at Miao Ziqing.

The make-up artist was desperate to continue talking, she looked at Miao Ziqing faintly, with complex emotions that only she could understand.

Miao Ziqing: "..."

"I... I'm a little angry?" Miao Ziqing tried his best to give a speech after being provoked.

"Just a little?" Ji Shaoning raised his eyebrows.

"...Then I, am I very angry?" Miao Ziqing felt that he had been wronged, so he should be very angry... maybe.

"Are you really losing your memory?" Ji Shaoning finally came out from behind the door and entered the room. His 1.8-meter-five-meter figure was placed in front of the sitting Miao Ziqing, which really put a lot of pressure on Miao Ziqing.

Miao Ziqing: "..." I really don't think I have amnesia.

Two days ago, after he wondered whether he had betrayed Ji Shaoning's sister or sister, he began to look through Koukou Space and his circle of friends. I went through all the websites where he might have left traces back then, and read a lot of embarrassing and shameful black history.

But he really, really, really didn't see the slightest, the slightest, the slightest of what was wrong.

Apart from working as a model for a while, he hadn't even been in a KTV in his freshman year!

"No!" Miao Ziqing replied affirmatively.

"That means you still remember me?" Ji Shaoning smiled instead of anger, and lowered his body to hold Miao Ziqing's chin.

Miao Ziqing: Mouth

Yu Yiming: (°ー°〃)

Makeup artist: ⊙▽⊙

Miao Ziqing first grabbed Ji Shaoning's hand, pulled it off, and took a breath.

Ji Shaoning glanced at Miao Ziqing's hand, and out of some kind of mentality, he held it backhand again.

His hand strength is quite strong, and I don't know if it was intentional, Miao Ziqing's eyebrows almost flew up.

Is he going to answer now that he remembers, or does he not remember?

...Does he remember something incredible about the boss?But the answer Ji Shaoning wants is definitely not this, that is to say...

Sure enough, he still betrayed Mr. Ji's brothers and sisters?Bah, sister and sister?

Ji Shaoning watched Miao Ziqing continue to remain silent, but let go of his hand, and glanced at Miao Ziqing's wrist casually.

His wrist is still as white as in memory, but it is no longer bruised by just pinching it casually.

Ji Shaoning's eyes were deep, and a storm that no one could understand was brewing in those dark eyes.

"Miao Ziqing." Ji Shaoning's hand returned to Miao Ziqing's chin.

Miao Ziqing: "..." If you have something to say, please say it well, please don't touch it.

He silently stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Shaoning's hand off again. Halfway through the pull, he heard Ji Shaoning chuckle: "You still hate my physical contact so much."

"Do you hate it even if you lose your memory? It seems that the body's memory is very deep."

Miao Ziqing: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

"I thought you were a coward before, but I didn't expect that you are a thousand times more cowardly than I imagined."

Ji Shaoning took advantage of Miao Ziqing's opportunity to hold his hand, or not to hold his hand, to regain control of Miao Ziqing's chin, and forced him to look at him.

"You actually chose such an escape method."

"If you think you can solve everything if you lose your memory, then you are too naive." Ji Shaoning stroked his lower lip with his thumb.

"Things that have already happened cannot be changed. Just because you forget them doesn't mean they don't exist anymore. Xiaoyou's existence is the best proof." Ji Shaoning looked at Miao Ziqing, who was already sluggish, and felt a little funny in his heart. The frightened expression was exactly the same as in memory.

Miao Ziqing finally calmed down a bit. So, is Mr. Ji trying to get justice for his sister?

Why did he talk so gay in a gay way, so confused that he thought Ji Chuyou belonged to him and Mr. Ji.

Although he doesn't remember who this sister is.

"After all, Xiaoyou is our child." Ji Shaoning emphasized the words "we" and "child", and was satisfied to see Miao Ziqing's fiercely enlarged eyes.

Miao Ziqing's hands trembled. This development, even if his IQ increased by a hundred times, would probably be unexpected.

Looking at the shocked Miao Ziqing, Ji Shaoning was filled with the pleasure of tearing off his peaceful mask, but on the other hand, he felt a little bored for no reason.

Has it really reached this point?In order to escape from him, he did not hesitate to forget the son he once regarded as his own life?

He slowly bent down, and pressed his mouth tightly against Miao Ziqing's ear.

Miao Ziqing can guarantee with his life that this guy's lips touched his ear.

He started to struggle in a jerk, and he didn't move a second before he heard Ji Shaoning's voice that could be lowered, and the next sentence made him forget all the struggle.

"Don't try to escape."

Ji Shaoning let go of Miao Ziqing immediately after saying this, leaving Miao Ziqing who was still in place with a dull expression, and walked away.

A quiet eyebrow pencil in the dressing room made a loud noise as it fell off.

"You..." Yu Yiming and the makeup artist looked at Miao Ziqing at the same time, and Miao Ziqing raised his hand: "Wait, wait."

leave me alone.

"Mr. Ji made a mistake." Miao Ziqing was rarely confused. "After all, I won't give birth, and he won't give birth either."

"How could we have a child?!" Miao Ziqing almost looked hideous.

Whether he crossed over or Mr. Ji crossed over, they really had a pure subordinate-subordinate relationship before, and he can guarantee this matter.

"I, I, I," Yu Yiming stood up, he pressed Miao Ziqing's hand, and stared at him: "Show me."

"Look at what?" Miao Ziqing was puzzled.

"Are you a man?" Yu Yiming's tone was vicious.

"Get lost." Miao Ziqing pushed Yu Yiming away and sat down again.

After a while, he stood up abruptly again, his voice trembling: "Could it be that Mr. Ji... isn't a man?"

Yu Yiming, makeup artist: "..."

"No, no, please calm down first." The makeup artist patted Miao Ziqing's shoulder reassuringly, as she herself still hadn't gotten over the shock just now.

In just 5 minutes, the amount of information is really too big, too big.

The big ones can't turn their heads now.

"Xiao You is the child from the previous two days, right? Think about it in a normal direction. Could this child be adopted by the two of you?" How about looking at the problem from this tricky angle?

"It's still not right, why should I adopt a child with Mr. Ji?!" Miao Ziqing spread his hands, not only did not feel relaxed, but even more confused.

Yu Yiming and the makeup artist cast unspeakable gazes at him.

You know it in your heart.

Miao Ziqing: "..." I really don't know.

Kneel down.