Chapter 253, his bed

After coming back to his senses, Tang Qi began to think about how to write this review.

Should he reflect on whether his CEO should not be 'beaten' by others, or should he reflect on whether he should not 'beat' others.

After mulling over it for a while, Tang Qi looked at the few executives who were sitting in front of the conference table, staring at him with their eyes wide open He cleared his throat and said, "rewrite it. Write a review about how you regret beating others and how you cried bitterly in the beginning. You have to choose your words carefully and be sincere. You must be fully aware of your mistakes! 1,000 words for each of you. Give it to me in twenty minutes. "

After Tang Qi handed out the task, he let out a slight sigh of relief.

After dividing up the work and working together, the group moved very quickly. No one dared to delay for even a moment.

Half an hour later, Huo Jingchen received a new self-criticism report.

After sweeping through it from beginning to end, he furrowed his brows and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes.

HMPH, shouldn't have hit someone Shouldn't have regretted it?

He only hated that he didn't hit her harder back then so that he could completely break Lu Qian's thoughts of her!

Huo Jingchen leaned against the back of his chair and stared at the self-criticism report on the screen. He was a little frustrated.

He didn't want to write. He didn't want to write a single word.

However, he understood Zhao Siqing. She had made up her mind to make him realize his mistake. If he didn't write, she wouldn't give him a good look for the next few days.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen spread out the white paper, picked up the pen, and started to copy the email.

After he finished copying, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Huo Jingchen looked at the few pieces of review that were scattered everywhere. His gaze was deep, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable.

In the end, she still had to seek justice for Lu Qian.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen's face turned a little ugly.

A few seconds later, he picked up the pen and added another line of words at the end of the last page. Only then did he feel a little better.

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The next morning.

Zhao Siqing woke up and played with her phone in bed for a while before she slowly got up to prepare breakfast.

When she walked to the living room, Huo Jingchen was still not awake.

She hesitated for a moment and softly walked to the side of the sofa bed that was covered with a snow-white duvet. She stared at him and sized him up for a while.

The man's eyelashes were slightly drooping, and they were exceptionally slender. His snow-white skin was like fine porcelain, without a single flaw.

His pair of Bright Red Lips were flirtatious and flirtatious, but they were indescribably seductive.

Zhao Siqing could not help but think of the kiss yesterday, and her cheeks were slightly hot.

Why was her rejection of him not as strong as others? Why did she indulge him time and time again?

Zhao Siqing felt that this did not look like her at all, but she did not know why.

Retracting her gaze, Zhao Siqing got up gently and covered him with the blanket, planning to wash up first.

But just as she moved, the man on the bed suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her directly onto the bed.

Before Zhao Siqing could react, she was already tightly wrapped in his arms.

Huo Jingchen frowned and pulled the blanket away, wrapping her in it. His voice was low and impatient, "where are we going? "

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. Looking at the handsome face that was only a few centimeters away from her, her face instantly burned up and she was about to get up.

This was his bed!

Even if it was a sofa bed, it was still a bed!

Zhao Siqing only felt that lying on the soft snow-white blanket was completely different from sitting on the Sofa. It was as if she had entered his private territory for no reason.

"Huo Jingchen, let go. " Zhao Siqing felt that the hand on her waist was extremely strong.

It even made her wonder if he was awake at all.

"Huo Jingchen... " Zhao Siqing spoke again. Seeing that he had no intention of letting go, she retreated into his arms, intending to escape from his arms.