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Chapter 67 I Never Like To Forgive People

None of the three dared to speak, and subconsciously lowered their heads.

"Don't talk." Song Miao snorted, "Why don't we talk in another place, how about Xing Shao's office?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Song. We didn't mean to."

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, please forgive us for being blind."

"sorry Sorry."

The three apologized hastily, looking like little chickens being bullied.

Song Miao unhurriedly moved his cup under the coffee machine, pressed the button, and waited for the bitter taste of the coffee to dissipate before he glanced at the three of them.

"I've never liked to forgive people."

Picking up the coffee cup with a clean and white hand, he poured it steadily towards the woman in the middle who chewed her tongue.

"This is usually the case."

He glanced at the other two people indifferently, "Would you like a drink?"

"No, no, Miss Song, I'm sorry..."

"Miss Song, your lord has a lot..."

"Villain." Song Miao interrupted the two of them, "I'm a villain, so I don't have a lot of them."

After finishing the sentence, he moved the cup back under the coffee machine.

"What's going on." The stern and cold voice came into the tea room, but failed to interrupt Song Miao's movements.

Another cup of coffee is spilled on the apologetic woman.

"Miss Song." The female voice was a little flustered, and the sound of high-heeled shoes approached her.

Thin hands grabbed her hand, forcing her to stop.

"Miss Song, I apologize to you if they did something wrong. I'm sorry. Please respect Qian Yao."

Song Miao snorted, turned his eyes, and his cold eyes swept across her body and landed on his wrist.

"Respect?" She sneered, shook off her hand, casually folded her arms, raised her chin slightly, straightened her back, and said arrogantly, "Who do you respect?"

"Boss Xing..."

"Do you think every woman should depend on a man to live?" She glanced at her breastplate, interrupted her with disdain, "Or does Miss Zuo An think that I can die without him?"

Zuo An fell silent.

Song Miao glanced at her disdainfully, passed her, and sarcastically smiled into her ears, "The personnel department is not on this floor either, and the upper and lower floors receive coffee. If they are so busy, please ask Miss Zuo to deliver two cups of coffee to the president's office."

After saying that, she left the tea room.

"Sister An, why are you talking submissively to her." The girl who was splashed squeezed her side and said dissatisfiedly, "She is a vixen with a face, why should she talk to you like that!"

"Shut up!" Zuo An turned to make coffee, "There are you everywhere, even if she relies on her face, she can climb up, how about you! Hurry up and clean yourself up! If Mo Yan sees him, will he stand up for you? !"

The three immediately bowed their heads, thanked them, and ran away with their cups.

……

Xing Shao's office.

Song Miao sorted out her emotions outside, and pushed the door in calmly.

The man was on the phone, saw her come in, raised his hand to look at his wrist watch, and waved to her.

Song Miao ignored it and sat back to his seat to put on the earphones.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Xing Shao leaned against her table, covered her head with a big hand, and gently pinched her to calm her down.

Song Miao looked down at the score and ignored him.

When Zuo An knocked on the door, Song Miao didn't look up.

After Xing Shao made the phone call, he bowed to stare at the girl's face, and slid his big hand on Xiaoqiao's chin to make her look up at him.

"What's wrong? Not happy."

Song Miao broke free from his hand, raised his chin towards the door, "There is someone."

Xing Shao glanced at the door, said "Come in" impatiently, put his hand on the girl's shoulder and squeezed her shoulder.

The intimate movements annoyed Song Miao a little.

She kicked him, sullen and coquettish: "Let go."

Zuo An pushed the door open and saw the girl misty glaring at the man, seeming coquettish.

What fell into Xing Shao's eyes was also Jiaochen.

Xing Shao pinched her face pamperingly, then looked at Zuo An, with a gentle look on his face, serious, "What's the matter!"

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