My Previous Fraternal Twins

Tang Wanxin hung up the phone calmly and turned around.

The "old friend", who had not seen for many years, stood in front of the office in the same clothes as her white casual clothes, with a long black hair. He swept her with surprise and examination, with a bit of hostility in his tone: "who are you?"

Oh

Who is she?

Tang Wanxin hooked his lips, went to the tea table, picked up the tea sent by the Secretary and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing that Tang did not respond, Tang's soft hostility rose again, and she walked towards her quickly, pointing to the clothes on her body. "Are you secretly investigating me? You think you can imitate me and stand beside him, and get out of the house right now."

She raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the door in a very strong tone.

This woman who doesn't know where she came from has a faint and elegant fragrance, which makes her feel a sense of familiarity and crisis!

Tang Wanxin's eyes swept over Tang Wanrou quickly.

She wore a brand as like as two peas, a collar chain on her neck and a watch on her wrist.

Some people say that after twins are born, their living habits, clothes, clothes and even expressions will synchronize, but today's outfit has come true.

They wear the same brand.

But for Tang Wanxin, it is very ironic.

Tang Wanxin slightly raised his chin and said with provocative eyes, "I can't leave here. President Mo will be very angry if he knows I left his office."

Tang Wanrou's face sank and her heart was flustered.

God knows how much effort she has spent these years to stand beside Mo Shichen and become his only indispensable companion. Today, someone wants to replace her.

No, she won't give anyone a chance.

She glanced coldly across a plate of fruit on the table, and a fruit knife was placed next to the fruit plate.

At this time, Tang Wanrou sneered and said, "do you think you can confuse Shi Chen with this inferior means? I was tired of this routine when you were still in your womb."

With that, she rushed forward, picked up the fruit knife on the table, drew a knife on the back of her hand, dropped the knife and screamed, "ah..."

At the moment when the knife fell, Tang Wanrou's face changed rapidly, looked persecuted, pointed to Tang Wanxin and shouted, "you... What do you want, put down the knife, no, I don't want to leave Shi Chen..."

Tang Wanxin leaned back, glanced faintly across a micro monitor installed on the desk, and then stared at Tang Wanrou, who was reincarnated as a drama essence, without feeling the slightest tension because of the reversal of the scene.

"Miss, please continue your performance."

"You..." this bitch!

Tang Wanrou's face twisted a little, and his eyes were more vicious.

She gave a cold cry, turned around, opened the door of the office and shouted, "help, help, kill..."

The Secretary sitting outside the president's room jumped up in fright: "Miss Tang, what happened."

The Mohs employees working in the office hall looked up one after another.

Tang Wanrou's right hand covered his left hand, and blood overflowed from the back of the pressed hand.

Secretary Li immediately exclaimed, "my God, Miss Tang, your hand is hurt."

"What's going on? Miss Tang, who hurt you?"

"Who is in President Mo's office."

"I just saw a woman chasing president mo. president Mo ignored her at all. Then she asked assistant Xu to take her to President Mo's office."

"It was rude of the woman to break into President Mo's office while he and Xu Tefu were in a meeting. Call the security guard."

Seeing that public opinion is turning towards Tang Wanrou, I feel a little more proud.

But the fear on his face increased instead of decreased.

"I'll go in and have a look."

"You don't go in. She has a fruit knife in her hand." she grabbed the hand of a female employee next to her, "kind" reminder.

But just then, the door of the office opened.

People's eyes fell on the women who came out of it