Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"My father is the Duke of Wales. If you dare to beat me, my father will definitely..."

"Snapped."

A clean slap interrupted all the words behind the girl, and her face was slapped to one side.

The female receptionist was so excited that her hands were shaking, and her heart was relieved and afraid.

The girl was definitely beaten for the first time, or she slapped her face. She was beaten for a long time and never recovered.

"Go to the Finance Department to reimburse the phone." Jun Mo Yan's faint voice sounded again, breaking the silence of the room.

"Thanks, thank you, President." The female receptionist quickly thanked her, squeezing the broken mobile phone in her hand, shaking with excitement.

She really didn't expect that the president, who is always high and can only look up, can treat her company's employees in this way, even if she is just a small front desk, even though she looks unsatisfactory.

"The president, let's go down first." The leading security guard said to Jun Moyan.

Immediately let her subordinates take the girl out of the office, but the girl who didn't want to be slapped by a slap suddenly went crazy, and she broke away with some strength and rushed to the female receptionist.

Fortunately, the two security guards had been trained, and they quickly reacted to subdue the girl in time.

"Why do you dare to hit me, you dare to hit me."

"I'm going to kill you **** woman."

"Jun Mo Yan, you asked a lowly servant to hit me. You are hitting the entire NEW organization in the face." She never expected that Jun Mo Yan would do such a thing because of a small employee.

"Hurry up and take her out."

The lead security guard looked at the man at the desk looking down at the document in a flustered manner, and frowned when he saw him frowned.

"Jun Moyan, what the hell, why is it so noisy."

A soft and waxy voice sounded untimely.

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

The door of the lounge was opened, and Wen Xiaoai, who had been in the bathroom, walked out.

Seeing these people who suddenly appeared in the office, Wen Xiaoai was a little strange.

When Jun Moyan heard Wen Xiaoai's voice, his frowning eyebrows tightened even more. He raised his head and looked at Wen Xiaoai at the entrance of the lounge.

He immediately raised his hand and waved it lightly, beckoning the security guard to quickly take the annoying woman out.

The security knows, but doesn't want Wen Xiaoai to speak at this moment.

"Wait."

"Xiao Ai." Jun Moyan put down the files in his hand and tried to call Wen Xiaoai to his side. Who knew that Wen Xiaoai just glanced at him, and then walked to the girl who was held by the security guard.

"You bad woman again, what are you doing again?!"

Wen Xiaoai, who recognized who that person was, frowned and walked towards the girl.

The girl is a Chinese-English mixed race, and the skeleton is naturally larger than Wen Xiaoai, and wearing high heels, it is directly 10 centimeters higher than Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai was also aware of this problem. When he walked in front of the girl, he subconsciously stood on his toes and lifted his chin.

A pair of dark blue eyes like the sea of ​​stars looked at the girl.

Jun Moyan almost laughed at Wen Xiaoai's behavior.

Is this little thing so cute?

While Wen Xiaoai was looking at the girl, the girl was also looking at her, but the more she looked at it, the more annoyed her heart became.

Jealousy and hatred instantly filled the entire brain and chest cavity, and the look in Wen Xiaoai's eyes became vicious.