"What's the matter?" Song Xiaomo subconsciously wanted to step back, but was knocked against the wall by the man.

He slowly leaned down, the corners of his lips curved into a nice curve, and there was a hint of slyness in his smile, "What's going on with the pictures on the computer?"

He knew that Song Xiaomo was framed, but he couldn't guarantee that the picture was in Song Xiaomo's computer.

"That picture is not mine! Haven't you already found out everything? It was Zhang Qi and Tao Yan who framed me. I heard clearly what you and Lisa said just now outside the door.

I know everything." Song Xiaomo explained quickly.

But He Tingxiao was doubtful, "It's not yours? Those two people can't move so fast, can they actually find such a picture and put it in your computer?"

Song Xiaomo really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The man in front of her had such a rich imagination.

"Of course it's not mine. You really misunderstood." Song Xiaomo gently took away the man's hand that was holding her chin and let out a long sigh of relief.

Men can always easily give themselves a deep sense of oppression and make themselves at a loss what to do.

It was finally possible to take a breath, but He Tingxiao was still chasing after him, "Song Xiaomo, don't you like that type of man? Tell me! How many pictures like this do you have in your computer or mobile phone?"

"Ah?!" Song Xiaomo was suddenly shocked.

Generally speaking, these questions are asked by women to men, but unexpectedly, in He Tingxiao's case, it was actually the other way around.

Not only men like to look at beautiful women, women also like to look at handsome guys! He Tingxiao is even jealous of this, and Song Xiaomo is really convinced.

"I, I'm okay." Song Xiaomo laughed twice.

In fact, to be honest, the picture of a macho man is quite tempting, but it is not Song Xiaomo's cup of tea. Song Xiaomo's favorite is still the photo treasured in her mobile phone.

That is Song Xiaomo’s secret weapon, Mr. Back’s seductive back!

But of course Song Xiaomo would not tell her favorite photo, otherwise He Tingxiao would definitely misunderstand that she is a pervert. In fact, women are no worse than men when they are nymphomaniacs.

But in front of He Tingxiao, Song Xiaomo didn't want to show such a side.

"Okay? Is that man that good-looking? Do you like that man more than me?" He Tingxiao's three consecutive questions made Song Xiaomo even harder to smile.

But the last question made Song Xiaomo's heartbeat suddenly accelerate.

He said "like"? Did he really mean it?

"No way, that kind of photo is just for casual viewing. I swear to God, that photo is definitely not mine. My computer is full of work-related things, there are no messy pictures at all." Song Xiaomo said this.

, he really raised his three slender jade fingers and made an oath.

It's really rare for her to look serious, because in He Tingxiao's eyes, Song Xiaomo can only be in two states.

The first state is as gentle as a little sheep, cute and a bit sexy and charming. But what about the second state? When you quarrel with yourself, you will become hysterical and cry.

Such a serious expression could not be seen on He Tingxiao at any other time except during meetings.

"Since this picture is not yours, you don't need to swear. Just know where your heart should be! You have to remember that no other man is allowed to look at it except me!" He Tingxiao's tone did not allow for criticism.

He didn't even think that Song Xiaomo, who was about to have such a serious incident, was actually a bit cute.

Thinking like this, he suddenly felt love and affection in his heart and took Song Xiaomo into his arms.

His hands gently outlined her beautiful cheeks, his wanton eyes fell on Song Xiaomo's alluring face, and finally fell on Song Xiaomo's seductive lips.

"Mr. He, please respect yourself. I still have to work, please, please don't do this~" Song Xiaomo felt very embarrassed.

How could this man stare at her so nakedly? This fiery gaze almost burned her, making Song Xiaomo's heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"Well, go ahead." He Tingxiao chuckled and had to let go of Song Xiaomo temporarily.

He turned back and looked at the charming figure of the little woman, and his mood suddenly improved.

He Tingxiao was in a good mood all day long. In addition to dealing with Zhang Qi and Tao Yan, two employees who had bullied Song Xiaomo, he also gave a blow to other people who bullied Song Xiaomo.

"Song Xiaomo is an employee of the He Group and your colleague. She is here to work, not as your waiter!" As soon as Mr. He said this, everyone fell silent.

No one dares to bully Song Xiaomo anymore, not even Liu Yuwen.

The firing of Zhang Qi and Tao Yan this time gave Liu Yuwen a disincentive, which definitely served as a warning to the monkeys.

"Xiao Mo, what do you want to eat tonight?" It was almost time to get off work. He Tingxiao stood up, moved his elbows, relaxed his body, and said something to Song Xiaomo.

Xiao Mo thought for a while, "Oh, I don't have anything in particular to eat. What do you want to eat?"

He Tingxiao didn't have any ideas, but yesterday his two sons said they wanted to eat fish. He knew there was a restaurant nearby that tasted fish very well, so he simply took Xiao Mo and the children out to eat today.

"How about we eat fish, Xu Yang, Xu Huan said he wanted to eat it yesterday. What do you think?" Men gradually learned to ask for women's opinions.

Although he is still the domineering president, domineering is only his appearance, while gentleness is his inner self.

His tenderness was only for her, and he only wanted to give her all his love. Before he knew it, she had become his world.

"I don't have any objection. I quite like eating fish." Song Xiaomo had almost finished her work and started to sort out the information. While sorting out the information, she chatted with He Tingxiao.

Seeing that He Tingxiao's shoulder seemed uncomfortable, Song Xiaomo asked, "Tingxiao, are your shoulders uncomfortable?"

He Tingxiao nodded, "A little bit, maybe because I have been looking at the computer for a long time, my shoulders and neck are a little tired."

Song Xiaomo quickly stood up and asked He Tingxiao to sit on the boss's chair.

He Tingxiao didn't know what Song Xiaomo was going to do, but seeing Song Xiaomo's persistence, he had no choice but to cooperate.

"I have learned some massage before. Although it is not as comfortable as a professional masseur, it can still relieve your fatigue." Song Xiaomo said and asked He Tingxiao to take off his suit jacket.

She pressed He Tingxiao's shoulders seriously, and put her weak, boneless hands on He Tingxiao's shoulders, gently soothing He Tingxiao's muscles that had been tired for a day.

"Are you comfortable?" Xiao Mo asked.

Then I caught a glimpse of the man closing his eyes gently. He must be feeling comfortable, otherwise his expression wouldn't be so enjoyable.
Chapter completed!