Chapter 54 The President and the Blackened Boss (22)

"My actions are all restricted by Xia Haizero. She doesn't let me interfere at all in the company's affairs... What can I do to help you like this..."

Jiang Hao looked at Xia Qiu deeply, and believed her acting skills from the film and footage. His expression returned to normal, but his tone was a little slower.

"What I want you to do is not difficult, but I have some ledgers here that have been manipulated, so I want Xia Hailing to help me see, you go and tell her."

Xia Qiu was a little stunned at the moment.

Jiang Hao showed a frivolous and charming smile, but his eyes were full of coldness. He squeezed Xia Qiu's chin close to him, as if whispering words against Xia Qiu's cheek, so cool: "Don't you love me? Is this something? Not doing well?"

Xia Qiu was silent at first, she put her chin away from his hand, then put her right hand on his shoulder, her side face was pressed against Jiang Hao's chest, and her slender hand lingered in circles on his chest.

She asked, "Jiang Hao, will you love me when you make it?"

Jiang Hao paused for a second, then pushed her away directly. With a cold look, he took out the prepared report from the briefcase and handed it to Xia Qiu, "Xia Hailing is an international accountant registrar, this thing should not be difficult for her, you ask her to restore the data, and then bring the report to the I!"

"Of course, you should be very smart, and you should know what will happen to the things left in my hands if these things are known to the Jiang family! You have already tried some methods, and you should not want Xia Hailing to try it again... "..." Jiang Hao said calmly, but he also directly stabbed Zhong Xiaqiu's sore spot.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing his emotions, Xia Qiu suddenly pulled back and looked at Jiang Hao calmly.

"Jiang Hao, do you believe me when I say I love you?"

Jiang Hao said nothing.

"I said, I can die for you, do you believe it?"

still silent...

So Xia Qiu turned around and walked directly to the half-open window.

The private room on the second floor did not have anti-theft windows for a comfortable view, so it was extremely convenient for Xia Qiu to stand up at this moment.

She climbed up to the window, her long lake-colored dress wrapped around the curtains in mid-air, turned her head to look at Jiang Hao, and then smiled.

"Now, do you believe it?"

Jiang Hao's handsome and Wuzhu's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, standing still, still looking at her deeply.

Xia Qiu turned around, closed his eyes and jumped down without hesitation.

The curtains suddenly separated from the corner of the lake-colored skirt in the sunlight, and then swayed a staggering arc in mid-air with the wind, before falling quietly by the window.

The windowsill was empty.

The fingers beside Jiang Hao curled slightly.

He didn't expect that Xia Qiu really jumped!

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From the time Xia Qiu climbed up the window, she really thought that she would die. After all, if Jiang Hao has been so unsettled, the mission will fail if it is properly completed, then it is better to end it early.

But before she could think more, she had already landed on the soft... ground?

The parasols on the first floor are like yurts. In the summer, they hang in the courtyard of the private clubhouse. It seems that some small party is being held on the first floor, and the music and discussions are extremely quiet.

And Xia Qiu fell into the "yurt", like a dull thunder, the thick cloth supported her, and then she was rolled into a ball of zongzi, and fell to the ground unscathed.

In an instant, the discussion and agitation that exploded in the pot seemed to say that there was still a person pressed in the "yurt".

Wrapped in the heavy cloth, Xia Qiu pulled the cloth desperately in one direction, but the tightly wrapped suffocation couldn't break free, and it was suffocating.

And the unfortunate person who was pressed under the cloth seemed to be even more bloated. At some point, Xia Qiu touched her through the cloth when she was struggling.

Then, a moan of pain came faintly from under the "yurt", which sounded like a woman.

"Child... save me... my child..."

Are you pregnant? Xia Qiu is in a hurry!