Madam's little secret I know

Chapter 43 Start

Xiang Mingyun once again stepped on the special elevator leading to the top floor office.

There was always a faint woody fragrance wafting from the corridor on the top floor. When he came up just now, he felt a little baffled, but this time he probably understood, because he remembered that Fang Yichen seemed to have this smell too.

He showed a wry smile, asked his assistant to wait at the door, adjusted his appearance and smile, and then pushed open the door of the office with a sigh of relief.

"Xiaojing, dad is here..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation.

He originally planned to approach his youngest son this time with the image of a kind and good father, but he didn't expect to see his youngest son's cruel and angry eyes as soon as he entered the door.

Being stared at by his son like this, he felt a dull pain in his heart, but more of it was inexplicable confusion and disrespected anger.

"Don't look at Dad with such eyes." He frowned, and gradually restrained his smile.

"Why did you go to him?" Xiang Jingyuan didn't bother to care about his expression and thoughts, his eyes were full of questioning and fierceness, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to trouble him? That's how you promised me?"

"Father didn't bother him, he just inspected the work." Xiang Mingyun didn't blush or pant, as if he was speaking the truth, "Xiao Jing, don't be so sensitive."

Xiang Jingyuan only thought it was funny, and couldn't help but sneered: "That's right, you have always been like this, you usually don't care about the branch, but now you just open your mouth and come here to ask for results, just like you never paid attention to me , Now reach out and let me ask for SHARPMARK."

"Xiao Jing!" Xiang Mingyun's face was sullen at this time, and his voice was mixed with some anger, "Dad has already apologized to you, what else do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything." Even though his mood has calmed down a lot recently, his chest is still uncontrollably rising and falling, and the surging pheromone is waiting for an opportunity, "I want you to leave him , stay away from us, I don't need your self-righteous concern, and you will never come to meddle in my business again."

This sentence seemed to really angered Xiang Mingyun. He put his hands on the desk, stared at his youngest son with anger, and said, "Xiang Jingyuan, I'm your father, why can't I care about you? I I feel guilty towards you, and I'm trying my best to make it up to you, but don't push yourself too far!"

In the next second, the strong smell of gunpowder exploded in the whole office, and Xiang Mingyun's eyes changed, and there was a sense of discomfort in his chest. The pheromone suppression of advanced Alpha will not be completely suppressed just because of blood relationship. After losing its effect, he subconsciously covered his chest. Under the stimulation of pheromone, he only felt angry and chilled.

"You compensate me? Indeed, your self-righteous concern has compensated me for being physically and mentally exhausted, compensating for the unforgettable pain that I need to spend a lifetime to heal and let go, and compensating for me to have nothing but hatred for you. Other feelings!" Xiang Jingyuan's pheromone was boiling, his eyes were red, and his lips were trembling with anger, "Why do you say you are my father? What qualifications do you have to be my father?"

Being subjected to such pheromone suppression and verbal insult by his son completely shattered Xiang Mingjou's dignity as a father, and his anger intensified. All the anger seemed to be concentrated on his right hand. Then, he raised his right hand and slapped his youngest son fiercely. A slap across the face.

"Snapped!"

A bright red palm print suddenly appeared on Xiang Jingyuan's fair and clean face, but he just opened his eyes slightly, without any superfluous expression, and even the wild pheromone was quickly taken back at that moment .

The anger seemed to have found a breakthrough, and it rushed out of Xiang Mingyun's body again. The hot mark on the young son's beautiful face seemed to show his cheap sincerity, and it hurt his eyes. I suddenly felt regretful, I obviously...wanted to fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of a father calmly!

"Xiao Jing..." He tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch his son's injured face, but his son took a step back in disgust.

"Xiao Jing, I'm sorry..." As a leader for decades, he is used to being respected and admired everywhere. In addition, Xiang Qingshan has never had a rebellious mentality when he grew up, and he has never disobeyed him or refuted him. , However, the dignity accumulated in this half life was thrown to the ground time and time again by his youngest son, it was really difficult for him to control his emotions.

However, it was only after he screwed things up that he realized that no amount of dignity could ever make up for what he owed his young son.

"I don't need your apology, and I don't care about your words and deeds." Xiang Jingyuan glanced at him expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Because someone will always pay for your actions."

"what……"

"You go out." He leaned back on the back of the chair, and refused to look at his nominal father in front of him for a second, "I don't want to see you again."

Xiang Mingyun wanted to redeem it again. He first tried to recall the good memories between their father and son, but he couldn't recall any of them after searching his stomach. In front of the palm print, any language seemed extremely pale.

It was as if, no matter what, he couldn't ask his younger son to forgive him.

The moment the string between father and son was torn off by his son, he really felt what is heartbreaking.

After looking at Xiang Mingyun for a long time before finally leaving his office, Xiang Jingyuan lowered his head and exhaled as if he had cleaned up the dirty things.

He didn't intend to do this so quickly, but there are always people who touch his bottom line again and again.

The moment he raised his head again, his peach blossom eyes were already filled with gloom and cruelty.

He really has had enough.

There was a sudden burning pain on his face, and he remembered that he had been slapped just now, so he quickly went to the mirror to check his "injury".

Xiang Mingyun's slap was really serious. The left half of his face is still a little swollen, and the five finger prints are still clearly printed on it. It looks like he has been bullied.

He moved his neck a little irritably, already thinking about how to explain this damn slap print to Fang Yichen at night.

But fortunately, after he worked hard all afternoon to save it with ice compresses, the palm prints on his face have almost disappeared, but there is still a little redness and swelling, and there is also the blessing of dim light. If you don't look carefully, you shouldn't be able to see the difference. He is like this thinking.

In the end, Fang Yichen discovered it as soon as they met: "Why does your face seem a little swollen?"

"I'm a little allergic, I scratched a little bit in the afternoon." He smiled nonchalantly, and answered the reason he had made up long ago.

"Hold on and stop scratching. I'll rub some medicine for you when I go back." Fang Yichen checked his face for a long time, and he let go and sighed when he felt a little guilty.

He quickly turned his head to obediently responded, hesitated for a while, and then took the initiative to speak: "Today... has the chairman visited your department to inspect the work?"

"Yeah." Fang Yichen nodded with a smile, "He looks quite serious."

"Did he make things difficult for you?" Xiang Jingyuan's expression suddenly became anxious, and his tone was a little excited.

"Well...it's not really difficult, I can only say that it's quite rigorous." Fang Yichen turned his head and smiled at him, "Don't worry, the quality of our team's work is guaranteed. bug."

Only then did Xiang Jingyuan breathe a sigh of relief. If Xiang Mingyun dared to deliberately embarrass him, he would have to find an opportunity to scold that person more.

After returning home, having a meal and taking a shower, he took the computer and went into his small study, which he hadn't been in for a long time. He guessed that Xiang Qingshan would call himself tonight.

Sure enough, at around nine o'clock in the evening, when he was fascinated by the documents, Xiang Qingshan made a phone call.

He picked up the phone as if he had succeeded, cleared his throat, and then answered the phone with a smile on his face: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Xiang Qingshan over there was silent for a while, and after a while he tentatively opened his mouth: "Xiao Jing?"

"Well, what's the matter?" He tried hard to control himself, maintaining a light and friendly tone.

"Today... Dad went to look for you, didn't he?" Xiang Qingshan obviously paused again.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" He also always had a professional smirk on his face, like an emotionless talking machine.

Xiang Qingshan was silent again, and Xiang Jingyuan guessed that he was wondering if he was himself.

"He is old and has a bad temper, and he has admitted his mistakes. Mom and I have already taught him a lesson." Xiang Qingshan sighed, "Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Xiang Jingyuan tried his best to hold back a sneer that reached his lips. These people always want to heal their scars that have festered for more than 20 years with an apology, but at this time he just smiled lightly and said Some words that he finds disgusting: "I'm not angry, I understand him, I'm a bit harsh today, please help me to apologize to him."

Even if he said it against his will, he couldn't say the word "Dad".

Xiang Qingshan fell silent again, he really couldn't understand why his always difficult brother became like this.

"Is there anything else?" Xiang Jingyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Next week, I'm going to discuss a project with Manager Meng." Xiang Qingshan decided to stop thinking about it, "But we haven't had time to discuss it further, do you want to go together?"

"Okay." He readily agreed, "Is that Manager Meng I know?"

Xiang Qingshan gave a "hmm", as if he had vaguely guessed his thoughts: "I've been quite busy recently, why don't you help me connect?"

"Ah...but I won't mess it up, right?" Xiang Jingyuan immediately pretended to be very hesitant.

"You won't." Xiang Qingshan chuckled on the other end of the phone, "Come on Xiao Jing, believe in yourself."

Only then did he half-push and accept the task, and hung up the phone with an unpredictable expression on his face.

【Speak】

After hanging up the phone, some people have already vomited, and some people are still immersed in the beauty and cannot extricate themselves...

(Let's just say that Xiang Dad is somewhat late for menopause)?