The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Little sister, are you here to find your father? What's your father's name?"

The young lady at the front desk swallowed, wanting to reach out and rub the soft girl.

So soft, so cute, I really want to fall down.

This is simply an elf left by the gods in the world!

Mu Changying rested her chin with one hand, shook her round head slightly, and blinked her watery eyes delicately.

"No, no, no... I'm here to find my dear husband."

"You... are you married?"

Five thunders, unbelievable, confusing in the world... Is such a young girl married?

"You can see that you are underage. Our company has such a mad man who attacked you. This is the maximum death penalty after three years!"

The lady at the front desk was furious and slapped the desk hard.

Dingmao Group absolutely cannot have such scumbags, it simply lowers the overall quality of the employees.

"Come on, tell my sister, what's your scumbag's name?"

When she sees that scumbag in a while, she must not let him off easily!

"My husband's surname is Rong, and his first name is Liyuan. It comes from the meaning of kite flying in the sky, and fish leaping into the abyss. People in the Jianghu call him Second Lord Rong."

As he spoke, Mu Changying took out the marriage certificate from his bag and spread it out, shaking it.

"This, this, this..."

Mu Changying looked at the front desk with the expression of being struck by lightning, with a strong playful look in his eyes.

She pointed to the elevator with her little hand, and asked softly, "Now, can I go?"

"When...of course...you please..."

The receptionist's body was stiff and his face was as pale as paper, and he almost sprained his foot with a feint.

Wucao, what nonsense did she say just now?

Dying, screwed, and about to get fired.

Mu Changying's throat overflowed with a delicate laugh, and her right index finger gently swayed against her lips.

"Don't tell others, or Yingying will be angry."

The girl's voice was like a yellow oriole's cry, which was pleasant to the ear, but it exuded a faint chill for no reason.

Seeing that the front desk was successfully intimidated, she trotted briskly towards the elevator.

Arriving at the door of Rong Liyuan's office unimpeded all the way, Mu Changying clearly heard a roar full of anger.

"Check! Go and find out who sent this video, and who is the man in the video! Immediately chop off their hands and feet!"

Rong Liyuan was burning with anger, and the whole body was lingering with hostility, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, the cold light of the sword made people's heart tremble.

The anger around him ignited the air around him, and he felt strongly oppressed and suffocated in this space.

"Yes... the subordinates will definitely investigate to the end..."

Bai Mo shrinks his head, trying to reduce the sense of presence, this cowardly performance attracts Li Li's ridicule.

Tch, useless guy!

"Crack——"

With a soft bang, the office door was pushed open.

Bai Mo's body tensed and his back felt cold.

Which unlucky guy is bumping into the barrel of a gun at this time?

When Mu Changying walked into the office, what greeted her eyes was a mess, tables and chairs were tilted here and there, documents and papers were scattered on the floor...

"..."

Seeing the person coming, Bai Mo's eyes widened and he almost couldn't help screaming, but fortunately Li Li quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

Rong Liyuan turned his back to her, exuding a ferocious and ruthless aura all over his body.

The appearance of not being close to strangers seems to be a lonely and lonely king standing at the pinnacle of power...

Mu Changying's heart throbbed, and she gently stepped forward and stretched out her hands to wrap around the man's strong waist, rubbing her small head against his back.

"Ah Yuan, I'm here..."