The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1554: Xia Wan’er Chapter 62

Chapter 1554 Xia Wan'er Chapter 62

Xia Wan'er randomly chose a photo of the original owner and Simin before, and posted a Weibo with the words: "There are some things that don't need to be said, because I don't know what to say. To my best friend [love]."

"Is it possible?" Then she yawned lightly and looked at Simin with sleepy eyes.

Si Min, who was satisfied with the result, also knew that it was late at night, and it was difficult to disturb him any longer, so he quickly got up and said goodbye.

Xia Wan'er thoughtfully and quickly walked to the door to help her open the door.

"By the way, wait a moment." Seeing Simin stepping out the door, Xia Wan'er remembered something more important.

Si Min turned around in panic, looked at her cautiously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"We haven't said anything about your little eyeliner." Xia Wan'er leaned on the door frame and said calmly.

Because the original owner has a bad reputation and no artist in the company wants to be too close to her, she is the only one on this floor. Speaking of which, there is no scruples.

Si Min breathed a sigh of relief, she thought Xia Wan'er was going to go back. Knowing that it was about Pingguo, she sneered and said, "I'll replace it for you tomorrow, and you can choose the new person yourself, okay?"

Xia Wan'er smiled lightly: "It's inevitable to change. If it's a new person, I have a personal choice, but I don't plan to go to the company, so I can take it as my own. I'll send you her information tomorrow. , please take the trouble to arrange it."

Simin nodded in surprise and promised, "Don't worry."

Si Min was sent away, and Xia Wan'er turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

The little mew next to her meowed twice and found a suitable position beside her to lie down, snoring comfortably.

Xia Wan'er looked at the white ceiling with her eyes, Qiao Mingye's face flashed in her mind, she was completely sleepy.

In the end, I had no choice but to sit up, put the pillow behind my waist, take out my phone, and start reading tomorrow's itinerary and script.

***

Qiao Mingye has a private jet and has already arranged to leave at 11 am.

As Qiao Mingye's special assistant, Nan Feng played games all night while he was upset and ecstatic. He scolded his mother when he lost, and didn't close his eyes until dawn.

When I close my eyes, I still remember setting an alarm clock, thinking about getting up at ten o'clock, then having a nice breakfast, and then going to Qiao Mingye's private jet to continue to sleep, and then let the naive man in Nanyu act as a sleeper. In front of him, he beat back the opponents who had beaten him to his knees and begged for mercy one by one.

I never thought, just as his head touched the pillow, there was a bombing knock on the door.

"Brother Feng, get up!"

Nanyu is a relatively stubborn person, and he won't give up until he wakes him up.

Seeing that he didn't respond, he kicked the door open and forcibly dug him out of the bed.

"What's wrong?" Nan Feng had a severe headache, sat up with two dark circles under his eyes, glanced at him weakly, lowered his head, bumped into Nanyu's abdominal muscles, and asked with his eyes closed.

Nanyu supported his arm, saving him from falling down, and said, "The boss has instructed us to gather downstairs in ten minutes."

"What? It's so early, what are you going to do?" Nan Feng immediately opened his eyes.

Nanyu shook his head with a confused look on his face: "The boss didn't say it, but it seems to be very important. I see the boss is wearing a formal suit."

When Nan Feng heard the words, he stopped delaying and immediately got up to wash up.

When he was done, Qiao Mingye was already sitting in the car.

He took a peek at it, and sure enough, Qiao Mingye was wearing a formal suit today, and there seemed to be the scent of the men's perfume that the boss endorsed last time. It smelled very light, with a hint of mint.

My boss doesn't usually have the habit of spraying perfume. Even this ultra-limited perfume was only fortunately left because he endorsed it. Why does it look like a little boy who is going on a date today? Immediate sense of sight?

As soon as Nanfeng got in the car with gossip in his arms, Nanyu started the car and drove straight to the destination.