President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

With that said, George was about to pick up Song Runian and walk out.

Si Han also looked at Song Runian nervously and concernedly.

"It's not that serious." Song Runian waved his hand, "I didn't eat anything when I went out in the morning, and my blood sugar was a little low, so I felt uncomfortable."

"Then I'll buy you a cup of hot milk." George stood up.

Just as I was going to buy it, a staff member ran over and grabbed George's arm, "Why are you still here? They said that the Asian sector case would be mentioned at the press conference. Now that Young Master Bo is gone, it's just you and me." Assistant Pei can recount what happened, hurry up and give a confession!"

Without any explanation, George was dragged away.

Song Runian was so painful that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the steps beside him.

Seeing this, Si Han pursed his thin lips, his deep black pupils under the mask were full of dark tides, and he said after a while, "Ah Yue, go buy some hot milk."

"Don't let her go," Song Ru Nian refused without thinking, "She hates me so much, what if she spits in it?"

Bian Guanyue was almost laughed out of anger, and rolled her eyes fiercely, "I'm not as childish as you think, spit? If I can, I will directly poison you!"

"I knew you wouldn't feel at ease, I don't want what you bought." Song Runian was extremely weak, but she spoke clearly.

"I'll go." Si Han stood up straight, "I'll go buy it for you."

Hearing this, Bian Guanyue became anxious.

"Boss, the press conference is about to start!"

In order to buy a cup of hot milk for Song Runian, it was really not worthwhile to delay the press conference.

Besides, isn't it just a stomachache from not eating in the morning? There's nothing to be pretentious about.

Anyway, the belly is not the boss's child.

Bian Guanyue wished that Song Runian would abort her children in such pain!

"I'll be the last one to appear on stage, there's still time." Si Han was very firm, "Just buy some hot milk, it'll be done in two minutes."

Then, he pushed Bian Guanyue away and walked out.

Sure enough, within 2 minutes, Si Han bought hot milk.

When stuffing it into Song Ru-nian's hand, he deliberately tested the temperature so as not to burn his hand.

Song Runian was holding hot milk and was about to drink it when George ran back from the side in a hurry.

Still holding a bottle of children's milk in his hand, he inserted a straw and stuffed it into Song Ru-nian's mouth.

"Where did this hot milk come from, Annie, don't drink it, what if it is poisoned!" George asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, Bian Guanyue's cheeks were completely livid.

It's fine to suspect her of poisoning, but now you still suspect the boss?

Is it because if others don't get angry, they treat others as fools!

"Keep your mouth clean. My boss even postponed the press conference just to buy her hot milk. Do you still suspect poisoning?" Bian Guanyue snarled, "If she could be poisoned, she would have died thousands of times. Already!"

Facing the angry Bian Guanyue, Qiao Zhi was not to be outdone.

Who wouldn't go crazy!

He abruptly snatched the cup of hot milk from Song Ru-nian's hand, and stuffed it into Bian Guanyue's hand, "Okay, you said it's not poisonous, then you can drink it for me, if you're fine after drinking it, I'll apologize to you, and act like a dog Call!"

"George," Song Runian was stunned, "Your gamble is too high, don't be kidding, take the milk..."

Before she finished speaking, Bian Guanyue raised her head and drank the cup of hot milk in one gulp.

Then he wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at George provocatively, "Come on, bark more, pug!"