The Villain in the Book: I Became the Secretary of the Protagonist's Beautiful Mother

Mistress, how can you endure being brushed by the villain?

This does not conform to the logic of the fictional world.

Lu Song felt that Yang Muxue's mind would always return to normal.

As for myself, I want to leave her a very bad villain image.

Telling her about her uncle's plans isn't a good idea, is it?

He owns shares of Yuyandan, driven by interests.

However, Lu Song felt a little guilty when he touched her hair.

Yang Muxue is really unusual, her voice is gentle, sweet and soft.

How can you bear to show an ugly face to such a girl?

Lu Song still hardened his heart.

She looked straight at herself, her clear eyes seemed to ask, why is this?

Lu Song had no idea how nervous Yang Muxue was at the moment.

When she came out tonight, she deliberately wore a custom dress that she had tried only once and was never willing to wear again. One piece cost 500,000 yuan.

It was the first time for her to watch a movie with a man since she grew up.

She takes it seriously.

Being forcibly dragged by Lu Song, in her eyes, was just a play.

She just heard Lu Song's warning that her uncle and Yang Caiwei would be detrimental to her, and her heart was even warmer.

This is real concern.

Even if Ye Feng asked for help, he essentially thought about how to take her down.

So much so that cooperating with Yang Caiwei is simply revenge for her not cooperating.

Yang Muxue sneered in her heart, feeling Ye Feng even more disgusting.

Even despicable and sinister.

As long as there is no tangible benefit, and there is no clear sign of her, Ye Feng is too lazy to care about her life or death.

Yang Muxue can be sure that Ye Feng wouldn't really care if he wasn't attracted to Ye Feng, even if he was beaten up in the street.

All of his successes are based on intentions.

Fortunately, I did not cooperate with Ye Feng on beauty products.

Sitting next to Lu Song now, she was relaxed and felt calm and peaceful invisibly.

This is the state of life she needs, not in the oppression and anxiety that Ye Feng brings.

Underworld powerhouse?

It is Ye Feng's life to fight and fight with people all the time?

This kind of life seems exciting and fresh, but it is too scary.

Yang Muxue felt that living a good life would make it easy and peaceful every day, wouldn't it?

Live every day right now and have a happy life.

People are very tired in shopping malls, and they need to relax more in life.

The sensible Yang Muxue was tired of being a harem hostess, and immediately wiped out any interest in Ye Feng.

At this time, Lu Song's hand touched the strand of hair, and after a brief period of unease, she quickly calmed down, and her face showed the innocence and purity of nature.

But Lu Song clearly felt a cold look staring at him from the side.

Looking at the parallel position separated by four seats, Ye Feng's eyes were like a wolf in the middle of the night.

Lu Song chuckled.

This thing has long wanted to play labor, right?

Want to kill me?

Lu Song was sure that Ye Feng had brought the wolf king and tiger king, and he was destined to do it against himself!

Ha ha.

Before performing abuse, watch a movie with the heroine Ye Feng is eyeing under the protagonist's eyelids!

Even if I didn't watch it for three minutes, I watched it anyway.

By the way, Qin Miaotong also wants to watch a movie with herself.

LOL!

Would the protagonist still be sitting next to him, craned his neck, and watched how the fuck I and the fuck would sit together in the cinema?

Lu Song retracted his gaze, ignoring Ye Feng's existence.

Ye Feng stretched his neck, and when he saw that Lu Song was good at wiping the blue silk, he was so angry that blood rushed to his head, and his liver hurt.

"The woman who is still touching me, you are really courting death!"

Under the dim light, Ye Feng's face glowed cyan, and there was green in the cyan.

He arched his body, and just waited for Yang Muxue to get angry and scolded, then rushed over to beat someone.

He didn't believe that Yang Muxue would tolerate it again and again.

If Yang Muxue was so weak, he would have succeeded long ago.

Why craned his neck to watch Lu Song and his woman watching a movie?

Ye Feng is clear, Yang Muxue is high-spirited and has serious cleanliness.

"She must have hated Lu Song in her heart, but she just suppressed her anger.

Just do it, Lu Song, until she can't bear it anymore, screaming and roaring, let's see how the labor and management deal with you! "

Ye Feng needs a chance.

After a while, the phone received a message.

Investigation report from the subordinate investigation team.

"Lu Song bought a formula from an old rural Chinese doctor three days ago?"

Ye Feng's eyes were cold, it turned out that Lu Song gave the old recipe to Yang Muxue, not Meng Tao.

The problem is here!

What kind of rubbish does the formula of the old traditional Chinese medicine make?

Yang Muxue was definitely deceived!

The technical appraisal of Shirley's cosmetics may be bribed by Lu Song!

Ye Feng felt that he had grasped Lu Song's life, full of confidence, stood up from his seat and walked to Lu Song's side.

"Miss Yang, do you know where the formula Lu Song gave you came from?"

Seeing Yang Muxue raised his head, his eyes were a little dazed, Ye Feng was excited: "He actually spent 500 yuan to buy the formula from the old Chinese medicine doctor in the countryside."

"What?" Yang Muxue was stunned.

In Ye Feng's eyes, he was shocked!

Ha ha.

The labor and management finally grabbed Lu Song's pigtails, and the slap in the face was reversed!

Ye Feng laughed heartily, with a calm expression on the surface: "It's unexpected? It's not difficult to understand, how could Lu Song understand beauty products?

Maybe he was deceived by the old liar in the country, it doesn't matter, he will give you the formula and start it as a big project, Miss Yang can judge by herself. "

There is no need to attack Lu Song directly.

Speaking of which, Yang Muxue can naturally judge.

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