Chapter 16: Shall I go to your house (repair)

Style: Romance Author: YubanchengWords: 1123Update Time: 24/01/12 06:45:36
In the afternoon of Shengnian, she went to Galaxy Plaza to do research as usual. The Chinese New Year was coming in more than a week. In a few days, some merchants would go home for the holidays one after another, so she wanted to learn as much as possible and bring more information. A lot of data and information for reference.

When she returned to the company, some of her colleagues had already clocked out.

When she meets her in the elevator, her colleagues will smile and say congratulations to her.

Shengnian was very puzzled. When Xiaotian saw her coming back, he said, "President Ying chose you to be Mr. Jiang's temporary assistant."

She only felt her head buzzing.

Jiang Yubai doesn't keep his word and everything is clear. What does this mean?

She suppressed her anger and waited for her colleagues to leave before rushing into his office and asking, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yubai was putting on his coat with his back to the door. When he heard her movement, he turned around and looked over. He had taken off his tie and unbuttoned two buttons. You could vaguely see the bite marks on his collarbone behind his collar.

She glanced quickly and looked away in embarrassment. Naturally, the confrontation could not continue.

Jiang Yubai put on his clothes, put his hands in his coat pockets, walked up to her, and said condescendingly, "You want to talk to me here?"

Sheng Nian immediately shook his head at the dilemma in the office last night.

He stuffed a document bag on the table into her arms and left first.

Sheng Nian followed, but felt very depressed.

She obviously had the initiative, but he easily made her fall into passivity, but she had no way to do it.

Sitting in his car, I still regretted it in my prime, but now that I have come, I can take care of myself. I can't lose momentum first, right?

The light and shadow criss-crossed his handsome face, making him look gentler and clearer than usual. She straightened her back and said, "You can't keep your word."

Jiang Yubai, who was replying to the message on his mobile phone, laughed and asked, "Have I pestered you, or have I done something to you?"

Sheng Nian choked. When we met at the company today, he didn't even say a word to her.

During the meeting, he looked at her the same way he looked at other colleagues.

Did she think too much?

"But what happened to the assistant?" Shengnian asked again. She didn't believe it had anything to do with him.

Jiang Yubai said nothing and focused on the messages on his phone.

It's not easy to rush him in his prime, so he just waits.

The message on his cell phone seemed urgent. He typed for a while, then dialed directly and said, "As long as the Qin family agrees, I have no problem."

Sheng Nian stared blankly at the neon city outside the car window, listening to him praising the girl from the Qin family for her good character, having studied abroad, and sharing a common language with him.

Shengnian thought that she was indeed overthinking the assistant.

She leaned over and asked the driver if she could stop on the side of the road.

The driver didn't speak or stop, and glanced at Jiang Yubai.

Sheng Nian understood and sat down again obediently, waiting for him to finish the call.

It was just that the car was warm, and there seemed to be a faint smell of essential oil aroma. She didn't sleep well last night and felt sleepy. She held on for a long time, and finally closed her eyes and hit her head against the car window. Go to bed and didn't wake up.

When his head was shaking and bumping into it again, a hand protected him...



It has been a long time since she slept so peacefully in her prime. For example, when her mother picked her up from school at night, she would sleep on her mother's legs when she was sleepy.

It has been two years since her mother passed away, and she is still unwilling to accept this fact. When she dreams about her, she will hug her very hard and rub her face into her arms, coveting that little bit of warmth and peace of mind.

But it was a dream today. The more she rubbed against her, the stiffer her mother's arms seemed to be. They were hot and hot, hard and uncomfortable.