The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

Because it was the banquet of Shengjing Group, Yan Jingyang became the focus of the audience, which is beyond doubt.

At this time, many people saw a woman talking to him. After all, Yan Jingyang has always been single at so many occasions. He has never seen a female companion. Everyone is curious about his relationship with the woman in front of him.

There were many employees of Shengjing Group at the banquet, many of whom knew Song Xinyan. They saw her walking up to Yan Jingyang and said something with a smile. They couldn't help but think of the rumors some time ago and the photo of the two online.

"The rumors are not true? Song Xinyan and Yan Zong are standing together." Not far away, an employee of Shengjing Group whispered.

"The company has clarified before, but now it seems that it is just covering up the relationship between the two?" Another employee beside her echoed.

"You are right. After all, a person like Mr. Yan has been exposed to fall in love with employees, which has a bad influence. Moreover, it may be for fun, which is not true, so I let it cover up."

"So many people in the company like Mr. Yan. Although Song Xinyan looks quite pure, but usually I think her work ability is not strong, why did she climb into Mr. Yan?"

"Looking for a girlfriend is not looking for a job partner. It's enough to be beautiful..." the female employee disapproved.

And here, Song Xinyan was watched by Yan Jingyang's dark eyes. She was holding the red wine glass in her hand, sweating constantly, "I came here to apologize to Mr. Yan. I don't know why there is such a picture. It was posted on the Internet because I caused you troubles, so I am really sorry."

Song Xinyan sincerely apologized to Yan Jingyang. She raised the cup in her hand and gestured to Yan Jingyang, and she drank it by herself. Bright red wine was standing on her lips, and the delicate lips with orange-red lipstick became more and more vivid.

"Are you finished? You can leave when you are finished." Yan Jingyang's tone was cold, and Ying's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she blocked him from looking at Tang Su.

Song Xinyan knew Yan Jingyang’s character, so she didn’t mind the other person’s attitude at all. She held an empty cup and curled her mouth, "Okay, I won’t disturb Mr. Yan." Then she turned around and left gracefully, soot. The satin-colored slim skirt twisted as she turned, depicting a slender and slender arc.

She did not go very far, but stopped a few meters away from Yan Jingyang.

Song Xinyan put the empty cup on the tray of the waiter who passed by. She raised her head slightly, her eyes fell on the ceiling, almost covering one-fifth of the ceiling, on the huge luxurious crystal chandelier, and she looked at it for a while , Her eyes moved back to Yan Jingyang's body under the crystal chandelier.

The red lips could not help but gradually lifted.

In the last life, at the party celebrating the 50th anniversary of Shengjing Group, the giant crystal lamp on the ceiling of the hotel fell off and injured many guests. Although no one died, many of them were seriously injured, including the president of Shengjing Group. Yan Jingyang.

She knew the news when she was in Li's house and she was surprised by news reports.

Originally, she had forgotten it, and she didn't think of it until some time ago.

Rebirth is her advantage and she must take it well.

For today, she deliberately wore low-heeled shoes, which would make it easier to run, because she made up her mind to save Yan Jingyang. This is also the reason why she didn't mind Yan Jingyang's indifference to her before. As long as she waited a while, she desperately saved Yan Jingyang. As his savior, she didn't believe that the other party was still indifferent to her?

After Yan Jingyang's gaze was not blocked, his gaze moved to the rest area for the first time, only to find that Tang Su's figure was gone.

Looking around the crowd several times, Yan Jingyang found that Tang Su was not far away, but was only hidden by a man. She is talking to the woman named Qiao Wanwan.

"Susu, are you here too?"

Seeing Tang Su, Qiao Wanwan was a little surprised, but she remembered that on the night of Senior Jiang’s birthday, Yan Jingyang took Tang Su back. It was not too unexpected to see Tang Su at the Shengjing Group dinner today.

"Well, did you come with your father?" She saw Qiao Wanwan come in with an old gentleman just now.

"Well, I came with my dad. My dad is not in good health recently. My brother is not free today, so I came with him, mainly watching him and not letting him drink too much."

Today, Qiao Wanwan wore a light pink tube top dress, which matched her temperament very well, with a light makeup on her face, and her pink blush with a strong sweetness.

"Then I will not prevent you from staying with your uncle." Tang Su said.

"Okay, Susu, see you at our school." Qiao Wanwan was indeed uneasy about her father, she said a few more words to Tang Su, and went to look for her father.

The opening time was approaching, and the guests continued to arrive, but they were all present.

Zheng Jiebin came late, he greeted Yan Jingyang, and after talking for a while, he took his female companion to dance on the dance floor.

On the other side, Song Xinyan rejected several men who wanted to come over to talk to each other. Her eyes were always fixed on the ceiling chandelier and Yan Jingyang's position. As long as he goes farther, she will move closer to ensure that she can pull the opponent away as fast as possible.

She checked the time. If she remembered correctly, the giant chandelier on the ceiling should have fallen off when the party started.

Song Xinyan's hands sweated a lot. This time, it was the best opportunity to get close to Yan Jingyang, and she must take it well.

As for why she didn't Yan Jingyang on the news, it was because such an incredible thing was too difficult for people to accept, maybe others would think she was crazy. Moreover, although someone will be seriously injured tonight, no one will die.

She is selfish, and she can't control so much of other people.

At this time, the lights in the lobby suddenly became dimmed, and the host came out on the stage.

Song Xinyan held her heart tightly.

The host gave the opening remarks to everyone, however, suddenly there was a "clam!" from everyone's heads, and the giant crystal lamp on the ceiling shook violently, as if one of the chains hanging the crystal lamp was broken. Up.

Many people raised their heads and looked up, but didn't realize what was going on for a while.

Song Xinyan couldn't stand it anymore, she immediately ran to Yan Jingyang.

"Mr. Yan, hurry up..." As soon as her words fell, there was another sound from the crystal chandelier above her head.

Yan Jingyang glanced up at the crumbling chandelier, and immediately said: "The light is about to fall." He glanced at Tang Su not far away. At this time, the giant crystal chandelier could no longer bear it, and fell down. Down.

Yan Jingyang pushed away Song Xinyan, who was in front of him, and ran to Tang Su's side at a fast speed. "Be careful!" The low voice was eager and indescribable. He hugged and fell to the ground.

Originally, Tang Su also heard the sound. She was still in shock, but suddenly Yan Jingyang rushed over and pressed her to the ground.

Surrounded by the unceasing screams of everyone.

Tang Su was protected under him by Yan Jingyang, and she was covered tightly. She heard the sound, and the sound of crystal glass falling to the ground was in her ears. The man's body shrank violently, and tightly hugged her tightly.

"Yeah." Yan Jingyang snorted.

Tang Su's eyes were pitch black, and beside her ears were other people's screams and screams, "Yan Jingyang, what's wrong with you?" She thought of her body, but was pressed by Yan Jingyang and couldn't move at all.

"Yan Jingyang, what's the matter with you? Did you hurt?" Tang Su said anxiously. She always cried when Qingling's voice spoke. She heard him groan painfully just now.

"Don't move, I hurt."

Tang Su felt the man's muscles contract and tremble slightly, and her whole body was tense. She was so scared to death, "I won't move, what's the matter with you? Where did you hurt? Where did you hurt?"

Yan Jingyang was pressed by the crystal lamp behind his back, and he tried to move his body to make Tang Su feel better. Just moved, and the wound was pulled, and the pain came, "Tang Su."

The body of the girl under her was extremely soft. I don't know if it was because of fear, she was shaking slightly, and his body was closer to her, "I am protecting you, what are you afraid of?"

Tang Su's head was held in her chest by Yan Jingyang, and her eyes were pitch black. She couldn't hear the surrounding sounds. She curled her fingertips slightly and asked him worriedly, "I'm worried about you, Yan Jingyang, where are you hurt? "

In the darkness, Yan Jingyang clenched his fists in his hands, resisting the faintness that he wanted to faint. The muscles of his arms bulged slightly because of the hard work, and the pain caused his masseter muscles to tremble. , It hurts to death. This time, I fucking, I don’t want my life for you!"

He gritted his teeth, "Say! Do you like me?"

Where did Tang Su think of Yan Jingyang at this time, and he asked such questions.

"I'm dying, don't you answer me?" His head was dizzy, and Yan Jingyang gritted his teeth.

Tang Su's fingertips gradually tightened, and she felt the body of the man who was protecting her trembling violently. Obviously it was hurt. Her voice trembled, "I like it, if you hold on, someone will come soon. ."

"You say it again." Yan Jingyang's chest trembled, and the dense joy rushed up, his low voice with indescribable restraint.

"Like, I like you, Yan Jingyang, hold on to it..."

Tang Su’s heart was panic and fear she had never had before. She could no longer care about whether Song Xinyan would be with Yan Jingyang in the future, nor whether Yan Jingyang wanted to deceive her into liking him. She only now I want Yan Jingyang to be fine.

"Say it again!" Yan Jingyang gritted his teeth, his jaw tightened.

"Yan Jingyang, I like you, stop talking..." Tang Su felt his body trembling.

In the dark hall, Yan Jingyang still cared about whether he was hurt or not. He laughed lowly, his chest trembling happily, "Tang Su, you really like me a long time ago."

As soon as the words fell, he fainted.

"Yan Jingyang, Yan Jingyang..." Tang Su panicked instantly. She wanted to get up, but couldn't move at all.

Just when she was at a loss, the small lights on the four sides of the hall were turned on, and the surroundings were re-lit. There was chaos in the venue. Many people were pushed to the ground when they were escaping. People were also crushed under the giant crystal lamp.

When the chandelier pressing Yan Jingyang was lifted, Tang Su got out from under him.

"Is the ambulance here?" Qin Hao and Zheng Jiebin stood beside them.

"It's already here, I'll go down with Mr. Yan." Qin Hao looked at Yan Jingyang on the ground, his eyes could not help showing shock.

Tang Su immediately looked at Yan Jingyang, only to find that his head was bruised, and his short black hair was all sticky with blood. Her nose sore, tears filled her eyes instantly, "Hurry up, hurry up and take him to the hospital."

"Help me, I also need to get into the ambulance." Song Xinyan walked over with her foot on her back. She covered one face with one hand, and her face was scratched by the glass.

Qin Hao bent his back to Yan Jingyang, Zheng Jiebin helped him. He glanced at Song Xinyan and recognized her, with a cold tone, "Miss Song can go, get down by yourself. There are several ambulances below."

Song Xinyan bit her lip, her eyes fell on the injured Yan Jingyang. Just now, he actually pushed him away, rushing towards Tang Su as if he didn't care about anything, and he also protected her with his body!

How can this be!

There was a panic in her heart, always feeling that something was deviating.

Where did Tang Su still care about Song Xinyan, she felt as if Yan Jingyang's white collar was dyed bright red.

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