To tear you up, you bitch

What kind of girl?

 Lu Chenxi's mind appeared Tang Ruochu's beautiful white and small face, and he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, it was a girl who fascinated him.

 "Chenxi?" Lin Xuezhi saw that her son was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking, so she shouted.

 Hearing the voice, Lu Chenxi came back to his senses, and when he met his mother's suspicious eyes, he stabilized his mind, and then replied lightly: "It's just an ordinary girl." "

 "Ordinary girl, how can she be worthy of the World Championship?" Lin Xuezhi deliberately bit the word "ordinary" very hard, and she turned her head to see that Lu Dingbang's entire face was darkened, and the corners of her lips hooked up a seemingly nonexistent arc.

 "Call him to go back to the capital!" Lu Dingbang said, his voice was cold, as if he was suppressing something.

 Lin Xuezhi nodded, "Okay, I'll call Shijin." "

 Then, she looked at Lu Chenxi, and a hint of pride appeared in her eyes.

 Lu Chenxi raised his eyebrows, and his mother seemed to be about to deal with the eldest brother again.

 Song Anyi took a period of vacation, and finally returned to work after her parents returned home safely.

 Because she has been on leave for so long, Tang Ruochu has helped her do a lot of work, so when she came back to work, she and Tang Ruochu had a lot of work to hand over.

 Looking at the dense text and numbers on the computer, Song Anyi felt a pain in her brain, she simply lay on the table, and said sadly: "I knew that I wouldn't come back to work." "

 Tang Ruochu, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, and teased: "What? Do you mean to marry Murphy? "

 "What?" Song Anyi raised her head and pretended to be dissatisfied and glared at her, "The eight characters haven't been skimmed yet, what are you talking about?" "

 The smile on Tang Ruochu's lips deepened, "Haven't you skimmed it yet?" Didn't you give Murphy a hint at your house that day? "

 "Is there one?" Song Anyi raised her eyebrows, looking completely dazed.

 Tang Ruochu knew that she was pretending, so he picked up the pen and tapped it on her head angrily, "You know best." If you don't want to go to work, I'll tell Murphy and say you want him to raise you. "

 Song Anyi was anxious when she heard this, "Don't, don't go and talk to him like this." I want to be a new age woman, an independent woman. "

 ...

 "Yes, yes, we want to be independent women. So, independent women, please hurry up and finish the work with me. "

 As soon as she heard the word "work", Song Anyi collapsed her shoulders in frustration and looked at the computer screen with no love, "I knew that it would be so troublesome, I shouldn't have asked for leave." "

 Tang Ruochu smiled, and did not continue to talk about this topic, otherwise if it continued, I don't know when these tasks will be handed over.

 Approaching noon, nearly half of the work of the two was handed over, and Tang Ruochu proposed to rest for a while, wait for lunch, and then continue in the afternoon.

 Song Anyi couldn't ask for it, she stood up and moved her sore neck, then sat down again, turned off the PPT, and opened the web page.

 Seeing this, Tang Ruochu raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you obsessed with some bloody drama again?" "

 "What bloody drama? This time it's a very good Korean drama. Song Anyi tapped on the keyboard with both hands, and said without raising her head.

 Drama? Tang Ruochu pursed her lips, Korean dramas were even more bloody, she turned around and walked back to her place and sat down.

 And just when Song Anyi clicked on the TV series to watch, a sharp voice suddenly sounded in the quiet office.

 "Song Anyi, you come out for me!"

 Song Anyi frowned, turned her head, followed the prestige, and when she saw the figure standing at the entrance of the office, her pupils dilated suddenly.

 How did Yang Qianqian come here?

 Everyone in the office looked up at the woman who suddenly arrived, and someone recognized her, "Isn't this Yang Qianqian of the Yang family?" "

 Tang Ruochu stood up, looking at Yang Qianqian with thin eyebrows, what is this woman doing here? Look at the anger on that face, it means that the person who came is not good.

 In order to avoid any accidents that would happen to An Yi, Tang Ruochu sent a message to Shen Mofei: Come down to the media department, An Yi is in danger.

 After the message was sent, she walked up to Song Anyi and whispered, "Be careful." "

 Song Anyi nodded, then stood up and walked towards Yang Qianqian with Tang Ruochu.

 A few steps away from Yang Qianqian, they stopped.

 Song Anyi stared coldly at Yang Qianqian, who was not good-looking, and asked coldly, "Yang Qianqian, what are you doing here?" "

 "Do what?" Yang Qianqian sneered, and then a cold hatred appeared in her eyes, and the corners of her lips hooked up a weird smile, "I'm here to tear you slut." "

 As soon as the words fell, she took out something from her bag, and raised her hand to splash it at Song Anyi.

 "An Yi, be careful!"

 Tang Ruochu exclaimed in surprise, and subconsciously stepped forward to block what Yang Qianqian splashed with his back.

 originally thought it would be sulfuric acid or something corrosive, but the moment he splashed his back, Tang Ruo's heart sank suddenly.

 It's over, the skin on her back is going to be finished.

 But there was no imaginary pain, Tang Ruochu frowned, looked sideways at what Yang Qianqian was holding in her hand, her eyebrows raised, Mom, it was just a paint can.

 She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help laughing, sure enough, she had seen too much news and was scared.

 Seeing that the paint didn't splash Song Anyi, Yang Qianqian's face changed abruptly, she threw away the paint can in her hand, and directly stepped forward to pull Tang Ruochu away.

 Tang Ruochu was defenseless, this pull, her whole person staggered back, and her back hit the edges and corners of the printer at once, and the pain suddenly hit her, so that she almost burst out of tears.

 Ignoring the pain in her back, she hurriedly stepped forward to pull the two people who were already scuffling together.

 "Slut, let you seduce Yichen, I'm going to beat you today until your parents can't recognize you." Yang Qianqian had a lot of strength, she pulled Song Anyi's hair tightly with one forehead, and kept beating Song Anyi with the other hand.

 In contrast, Song Anyi was much weaker, and she raised her hand to pull away her hand that was pulling her hair, but she was too strong to pull it away at all, so she could only bear the pain on her scalp, and tears overflowed her eyes.

 The colleagues around were dumbfounded, and completely forgot to go up to help Song Anyi.

 In the end, Tang Ruochu shouted, "What are you still looking at, why don't you help separate them." "

 Only then did the others make a move, and with the help of a few people, they finally separated the hysterical Yang Qianqian.

 "Slut, slut,..." Yang Qianqian, who was driven by two people, kept scolding, and her feet kept wanting to kick Song Anyi.

 Song Anyi was very embarrassed, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and there were several scratches on her fair cheeks, all of which were oozing blood.

 "Does it matter?" Tang Ruochu asked with concern while helping her smooth her hair.

 "I'm fine." Song Anyi tugged at the corners of her lips weakly, obviously not coming out of the panic just now.

 "What is this doing?"

 With a low questioning voice, Shen Mofei's figure appeared at the mouth of the media department.