Bab 388: Your braid is crooked (6)

A few seconds later, the door opened. Su Ruowan raised her head and saw Jing Muchen in a dark blue suit. He was as handsome as a cast iron. Just as she was about to speak, he quickly pulled her into the room.

The door was gently closed behind her. Su Ruowan smelled the familiar masculine scent in front of her and her entire body was tightly hugged in his arms.

Reaching out to pat his back, Su Ruowan said helplessly," Let go of me. Didn't you say that there was an emergency?" What happened?"

Although she liked the feeling of being hugged by him, this was a workplace today. The press conference would start in half an hour. As the largest shareholder of this joint development project, was it really good for him to be so biased?

Jing Muchen let go of her slightly when he heard her. His right hand was still wrapped around her waist as he leaned against her body. Then, he raised his left wrist.

Su Ruowan was a little confused.