Nian Xiaomu: “……”
The ice lump turned into a warm-hearted little angel, was she hallucinating?
Is it possible that after she finishes ordering, he will tell her that the money will be deducted from her bonus?
When she thought of this, Nian Xiaomu shook her head like a rattle, “I’m full, very full.”
Chen Zixin, who had made up his mind to treat Nian Xiaomu to dinner, now asked Yu Yuehan to pay for it, scratching his head in a tangle, “Young Han, it was my treat.”
At that, Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows and his thin lips slightly opened, “There are two of us, it’s not good to let you treat.”
“……”
What does two people mean?
How does this sound like an oath of sovereignty?
But Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu are both from Yu’s group, and Nian Xiaomu is now the right-hand man in the PR department, so in terms of affinity, he is indeed closer to Yu Yuehan.
But Chen Zixin always felt that Yu Yuehan’s words meant more than that.
He froze in place for a moment and forgot to answer the question.
Yu Yuehan didn’t care what he thought, and when he heard Nian Xiaomu say he didn’t want to pack, he took a step and walked out.
When he reached the door, he saw that Nian Xiaomu hadn’t followed him, so he turned his head and gave her a glance.
The first thing that happened was that she was afraid that he was going to carry her away again, so she hurriedly jogged to follow him.
On the way, Yu Yuehan walked as fast as she could, and she followed desperately.
Only when she entered the group’s lobby did she realise that she had left Chen Zixin behind alone.
Just as she wanted to wait, she was carried into the lift by Yu Yuehan!
“What’s the rush, afraid he won’t be able to find the PR department?” Yu Yuehan blocked her against the inner wall of the lift, his eyes lowered to stare at her delicate little face, his black eyes gloomy.
“Politeness, do you know how to be polite? Do you think everyone is like you and can talk business with a cold face? We are in the PR business, we need to make our clients feel reliable, so that they can be a*sured that they will give us the project.”
Nian Xiaomu said, beeping her small mouth.
Remembering that she hadn’t had time to read the information her secretary had given her this morning, it was good that she was separated now, so she could go back and do her homework first, and then hand over her work to the team at ten o’clock.
When she returned to her senses, she found Yu Yuehan standing in front of her, one of his arms propped up against the lift, locking her in his arms.
The air, for a moment, seemed to become ambiguous.
His domineering breath enveloped her, his eyes were deep, staring at her, deep, like he wanted to see her through ……
Nian Xiaomu pursed her lips a little nervously and was about to ask him what was wrong when the lift arrived.
“Ding–” the lift door opened.
It was the PR department’s floor.
“I’m here.” Nian Xiaomu poked him in the chest, signalling him to move out of the way.
The tips of her lily-white fingers, poking at his chest, tickled.
Yu Yuehan frowned, staring at her cautious look.
It was only after a long time that he slowly sidled away and let her get off the lift.
The lift door closed again and led straight to the president’s office.
The moment you enter the office, Yu Yuehan got irritated and reached out to pull the tie around his neck, but he couldn’t say why, he just felt a tightness in his chest.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Nian Xiaomu’s palm-sized face kept waving in front of his eyes.
When she saw him, it was like a mouse seeing a cat.
But when she saw Chen Zixin, she smiled like a flower.
A little sun and a flower, that’s a good match!
Yu Yuehan paced back to his desk and sat down. He took a sip from his gla*s of water to suppress the depression in his chest.
He was about to start working when he heard a knock at the door.
The a*sistant came in from outside with a document in his hand and a strict expression, “Young master, we’ve found out the background of Tan Crash!”
