It's not gonna work out with her

Shen Mofei walked over, his cold gaze fell on Yang Qianqian, who was being driven, and he gave an order in a cold tone, "Call the security department and ask them to send someone to drive her out." "

 Hearing that she was going to be kicked out, Yang Qianqian completely lost her mind, and shouted directly at Shen Mofei: "Shen Mofei, Song Anyi is just a pair of broken shoes, and the people of your dignified Shen family can even wear them!" "

 As soon as these words came out, everyone else in the office felt the temperature "swish" down, and felt the harsh breath from their boss.

 Everyone was silent, and their eyes cautiously fell on the boss.

 I saw the boss walk up to Yang Qianqian, raise his hand and pinch Yang Qianqian's neck, and the latter's face turned as white as paper in an instant.

 "You... What are you doing? Yang Qianqian's voice trembled a little.

 Shen Mofei looked at her coldly, and the corners of his lips hooked up a bloodthirsty smile, "Yang Qianqian, in Beining, it is as easy for me to kill a person as it is to strangle an ant." You don't believe I can strangle you right now. "

 Shen Mofei has always given people a gentle and elegant image, with a faint smile on his handsome face, and he looks very easy to get along with.

 Yang Qianqian's reason slowly returned to her mind, she stared at Shen Mofei's overly gloomy face with wide eyes, her eyes were full of fear, and his palm pinched her neck like this, as if as long as she said another word to provoke him, he would really strangle her to death directly.

 People are afraid of death.

 In the face of death, Yang Qianqian chose to relent, "I believe, I believe, can you ... Can you ...?"

 As she spoke, Yang Qianqian's voice was full of pleading, with a faint hint of crying.

 "Murphy." Song Anyi didn't want him to do something wrong because of himself, so he hurriedly shouted.

 Hearing her voice, Shen Mofei's eyes flashed slightly, and then he slowly lowered his hand.

 Her neck suddenly loosened, and Yang Qianqian's feet were soft, if someone hadn't supported her, I am afraid she would have fallen to the ground a long time ago.

 I have palpitations.

 Shen Mofei coldly glanced at Yang Qianqian, who was pale in shock, and then turned to Song Anyi, and as soon as his eyes touched the scratches on her face, his eyes instantly rose with anger, and at the same time, he felt distressed.

 "Does it hurt?"

 He raised his hand and gently stroked the scratches, and Song Anyi snorted in pain.

 His fingertips curled, he looked at the dazzling scratches in a heavy manner, suddenly turned around and walked towards Yang Qianqian, and slapped Yang Qianqian's face before everyone could react.

 Tang Ruochu was dumbfounded, this Mo Fei actually started beating a woman?!

 But it's so relievable!

 Yang Qianqian didn't expect him to hit her on time, her hand covered her aching cheek, and she glared at him in disbelief.

 "This is just a lesson for you, if you dare to be unfavorable to An Yi in the future, it won't be as simple as a slap."

 As soon as the words fell, Shen Mofei returned to Song Anyi's side, and then helped her out of the media department, leaving Tang Ruochu to clean up the embarrassing situation.

 Tang Ruochu looked at Yang Qianqian, sighed softly, and said helplessly: "Yang Qianqian, you snatched Han Yichen from An Yi at the beginning, and now you are beating a rake and insulting An Yi as a 'slut', isn't it a bit of putting the cart before the horse?" "

 Yang Qianqian raised her eyes, her eyes were cold, "Yichen has the freedom to choose who he wants to love, so I didn't snatch him." "

 "Oh?" Tang Ruochu raised his eyebrows, "Then since you say that, now that Han Yichen finds out that he is still in love with An Yi, do you want to choose to give in?" "

 "Impossible!" Yang Qianqian shouted loudly, "I'm pregnant, and Yichen can only marry me." "

 Tang Ruochu's gaze swept over her still somewhat flat belly, and sneered, "Yang Qianqian, your child can only grow up with the guilt of 'mother is a junior' in the future." "

 Her words made Yang Qianqian's face even paler, and she couldn't find the words to refute her words at all.

 When the security guard came, Tang Ruochu directly asked them to throw Yang Qianqian out of the gate of the company, without mercy.

 After Yang Qianqian's matter was resolved, everyone returned to their positions and continued the unfinished work, but everyone's hearts were no longer calm.

 Tang Ruochu was also a little annoyed, this was made a fuss by Yang Qianqian, and the relationship between Mo Fei and An Yi would definitely spread throughout the company, and An Yi would definitely face a lot of doubts at that time.

 That's not what she wanted to see.

 Yang Qianqian was thrown out of the Shirui company building.

 She looked back at the hall of the building unwillingly, her eyes were full of gloom, she gritted her teeth with hatred, Song Anyi, I will never let you go.

 Thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and made a call, and when she picked it up, a weird smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "I have a hot news here, do you want to know?" "

 Song Anyi quietly looked at the handsome face shaking in front of her, her eyes were full of tenderness, and the corners of her lips were involuntarily hooked.

 Shen Mofei took the cotton swab and carefully applied the medicine evenly on those scratches, and his movements were very light and gentle.

 It was so comfortable that Song Anyi almost closed her eyes and fell asleep.

 Shen Mofei lifted his eyelids and looked straight into her clean eyes, and a sigh broke out at the corner of his lips, "Fool, don't you know how to fight back?" "

 "It's not that you don't fight back, it's that Yang Qianqian's strength is too great." She couldn't shake a single point.

 "I don't have hands or feet." Shen Mofei smiled more and more helplessly.

 "She's pregnant." This is the main reason why she didn't do it.

 ...

 "Silly girl." Shen Mofei rubbed her head helplessly and gently, and the action of helping her rub the medicine became more and more gentle.

 Song Anyi looked at him quietly for a while, and then cautiously asked, "Mo Fei, our relationship is open today, right?" "

 Shen Mofei's sword eyebrows raised, "Don't you like to make it public?" "

 Song Anyi shook her head, "It's not that I don't like it, I just think it's ..." she considered the wording, "I just think the time is not ripe." "

 I did an interview with him before, and he said that he had a fiancée, and now that her relationship with him is made public, then she will definitely be in trouble.

 That's why she's so reluctant to go public.

 Hearing this, Shen Mofei stopped the movement in his hand and looked at her fixedly, "Are you worried about your fiancée?" "

 "Hmm." Song Anyi did not hide her inner worries and hesitations.

 "Fool, that's just a fiancée and not a wife, and it's impossible for me to be with her." Shen Mofei said with a smile.

 Song Anyi knows that he really loves himself, but who can say for sure what will happen in the future, there are too many uncertainties.

 She was afraid that his fiancée would not be so easy to solve, and his grandfather might not agree to her being with Murphy.

 After all, the façade of the Shen family is so big, and they must find someone who is the right person.

 That alone left her out.