569: The President Is Smiling Like A Dog

The President Is Smiling Like A Dog

He looked at the size and knew that this windbreaker was for him. He usually wore black and white suits because Qiao Xi said that she liked steady and gentle men, so he chose the colors and styles that Qiao Xi would like. Who knew that she would choose something like this for him?1

Song Shiyu was by Gu Zheng's side. Seeing the corners of his mouth gradually curl up, he could not help but say, "President, control yourself."

Gu Zheng: "?"

Song Shiyu said, "Actually, I think you look better when you're not smiling. You look sinister when you smile."

Gu Zheng: "…"

"President, do you know what you look like now? You're like a puppy wagging its tail and begging for Young Madam's attention. I happened to see a puppy just now. It was grinning with its mouth open just like you!"

Like a dog?

Gu Zheng remained silent.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Shiyu asked curiously, "President, why aren't you saying anything?"

Gu Zheng said, "I'm not saying anything because I think I should send you out for training."

Song Shiyu: "…" It was over!

At this moment, Qiao Xi was about to pay when an extremely arrogant voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"This piece of clothing is quite nice. Wrap it up for me! I'll give it to Brother Xue Liang!"

The sales attendant was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the woman was staring fixedly at the piece of clothing in her hand, she hurriedly explained, "I'm really sorry, Miss Wen. This is the last piece. Another customer…"

Miss Wen looked impatient. "Since it hasn't been paid for, why are you saying so much? As long as I want it, would it matter even if it has already been paid for? Do you still dare to refuse to give it to me?"

Qiao Xi glanced at Miss Wen. She did not know what the relationship between Miss Wen and Fourth Brother was, but she had never seen this woman before.

However, seeing how respectful the sales attendant was, it seemed that she was the daughter of a rich family. That was why she was so arrogant.

Miss Wen ordered the bodyguards beside her. "Snatch it over!"

A bodyguard walked toward Qiao Xi aggressively. Song Shijing hurried forward, blocked the bodyguard's hand, and kicked him. The bodyguard screamed and took a few steps back.

"It's first come first serve. Our Young Madam has already chosen this piece of clothing. I hope you won't make things difficult for her."

Miss Wen did not expect that the other party would dare to resist. She was instantly infuriated and shouted without caring about her image, "You actually attacked my people?! Do you know who I am? You're not letting me have what I want?"

Qiao Xi thought for a moment and confirmed that no family in Li City had the surname Wen. She then thought about the capital, Luo City…

However, there were no rich families with the surname Wen there either. Song Shijing asked seriously, "Who are you?"

Miss Wen: "…"

With a ferocious expression, she gritted her teeth and shouted, "I'm the eldest daughter of the Wen family in Luo City! I'm the daughter of the Wen family! I'm a relative of the Xu family!"

Only then did Song Shijing remember that when he investigated the Xu family, there were indeed mentions of a family with the surname Wen.

"Young Madam, the Wen family is Xu Zhi's wife's family. This Miss Wen is probably the eldest daughter of the Wen family. She's related to the Xu family and can be considered to be Xu Anran's cousin."

Qiao Xi: "…" This relationship was really a little complicated.

"Do you know my identity now?! Hurry up and give me the windbreaker! If you don't let me, don't blame me for being nasty!"

When Wen Xi saw that Qiao Xi had no intention of giving up the windbreaker, she was instantly infuriated. She rushed over to Qiao Xi aggressively and raised her palm fiercely. "Did you hear me talking to you?! You b*tch! Ah!!!"

Before she could finish, Wen Xi suddenly screamed.

Qiao Xi held her hand and exerted a little force before saying casually, "Miss Wen, even if you want to bully someone, you have to first see if you're capable of doing so. Go home and train for a few more years!"

Song Shiyu, who was about to rush over to save her, was speechless.

He looked at her in admiration. "Young Madam is really too awesome. She looks so weak and delicate, but why is she so strong? I wanted to rush up to save her, but it turns out I was thinking too much!"

"Song Shiyu."

"Huh?"

"You don't have to worry about Mrs. Gu anymore. You have something more important to deal with."

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