Chapter 1543 Tyrant, Please Advise (44)

Su Jue nodded indifferently, retracted his hand and walked towards Lin Laiqing.

"Bai Mufeng again? Is she crying again?"

Lin Laiqing nodded and pouted at Su Jue.

"Bring it here." Su Jue frowned, and took Lin Laiqing's cell phone, "Bai Mufeng, are you my mother? I'm a little troubled, you have to ask my manager, if you are so free, don't stay around every day How about going out and finding a job at home?"

Xia Qiu heard another sob coming from the phone, obviously Bai Mufeng couldn't control his emotions.

Hearing Bai Mufeng cry, Xia Qiu didn't feel any pleasure, but this is a task, and the task is no matter what the process is, as long as the result is completed.

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After hanging up the phone, the air pressure around Su Jue was very low.

Lin Laiqing took his schedule to tell him, but kept her voice down, as if cautiously.

Sitting alone on the sofa, Su Jue's face, which had been dark for a long time, suddenly turned cloudy.

"Yesterday, Su Mimei's voice was pretty good. Why don't you go to the company and ask someone to sign her." He said to Lin Laiqing.

"It's okay." Lin Laiqing was busy with the matter in hand, "Why are you holding on to Su Mimei?"

I don't usually see Su Jue caring so much about anyone, isn't it because he choked him in the game and stole his limelight, as for that?

"What do you know. That's..." Su Jue stopped talking halfway.

It's rare for Su Jue to find him. If he, an older brother, can't even do this well, what face would he have?

"Anyway, if you go back and get in touch with this Su fan girl, doesn't she have an epic mission in her hand? Find out how much she can sell, or how she can invite me to form a team to do that mission!" Su Jue said to himself Leaning back on the sofa, her slender and tall body seemed to sink into the sofa.

He looked at Xia Qiu who was sitting by the door, and patted his side.

"Come and sit."

Xia Qiu's fingertips trembled.

"Little girlfriend, come on, let's talk." Su Jue said again.

After being called, Xia Qiu glanced quietly, just in time to look into Su Jue's lazy black eyes, and she looked back in panic.

Su Jue smiled deeper.

"Ling Xiaqiu, come, talk to me."

Xia Qiu looked at Lin Laiqing as if asking for help.

Lin Laiqing glanced at her, smiled at her, and then lowered her head to work.

"Come on~" Su Jue patted Shafa next to him again, his dark eyes were deep.

Only then did Xia Qiu stand up hesitantly, put down his pen, and walked over in small steps.

As soon as she walked up to Su Jue, Su Jue reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her "defenseless" staggeringly to the sofa with a little force.

And Su Jue held Xia Qiu firmly, with one arm around her waist and the other on her wrist.

Xia Qiu was sitting directly on Su Jue's lap, being held in his arms.

"Master Jue!" Xia Qiu bit her lip, blushes flew up on her cheeks, and she looked at Su Jue quietly with light in her eyes.

"Good boy." Su Jue held the back of Xia Qiu's head and pressed her face on his shoulder, with a slight smile on his thin lips, "Sit with me for a while."

The struggling Xia Qiu stopped.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and her eyes fell on the back of the beige sofa where Su Jue was sitting.

There was no shyness or panic, her eyes were peaceful.

And Su Jue, who was holding her in his arms, stroked|stroked her hair slowly, his eyes were thoughtful.

Few people know that Su Jue is born with a special insight into voices. He heard Su Mimei's voice last night and felt familiar. When he saw this delicate girl today, he still couldn't tell how familiar he was.

Sitting here just now, he suddenly remembered.