Zhang Qiuen sent Xie Jiao downstairs, but refused to leave.
Xie Jiao stood in front of him awkwardly.
"I'm already home, thank you for sending me back."
"If you really want to thank me, why don't you treat me to dinner tomorrow?"
"ah?…"
Xie Jiao dug her toes into the ground, lowered her head, and was at a loss.
Seeing Xie Jiao so embarrassed, Zhang Qiuwen touched her hair carefully and smiled softly.
"I'm teasing you. Let's have dinner together when we have a chance. Go back quickly. It's cold outside."
Xie Jiao quickly left him as if fleeing and ran into the house.
My heart was beating so fast that it seemed like I was about to jump out of my chest.
He saw the nanny bringing it out from nowhere, and he was startled by the fruit.
"It seems that what Madam introduced to you this time is actually to your liking."
Only then did Xie Jiao realize that the nanny had come to his house at some point and had been waiting for him.
A stranger like this suddenly appeared in his home, which made Xie Jiao a little unhappy.
It can only be said that his mother's approach without a sense of boundaries will only make him want to escape even more.
"I didn't, and you will never be allowed to enter my house without my permission in the future."
Xie Jiao told the nanny in a commanding manner that at least he was still the master here, and the nanny was still just a nanny.
"I was sent by Madam. I only listen to Madam's words. As for whether I am qualified to enter this house, it is not Madam's final say."
He has been controlled like a puppet since he was a child.
Now this nanny can ride on his head, which makes Xie Jiao, who has been feeling like a roller coaster all day, even more out of control.
"That's enough, get out."
It wasn't until he kicked the nanny out that Xie Jiao leaned on the sofa in a daze.
Chen Sheng didn't know when he came back.
All I know is that he was smoking one cigarette after another.
Sitting quietly at the other end of the sofa, holding a mobile phone in one hand and handling work, she couldn't help but peek at him.
When Xie Jiao woke up, he was shocked when he saw Chen Sheng.
"When did you come back?"
"What are you feeling guilty about?"
Chen Sheng looked at him with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"No, I just thought you never came over without saying hello."
"This is my home. Do I need to tell you when I come back?" After saying that, he brought a glass of milk and placed it in front of Xie Jiao. "Don't let scary monsters sleep on the sofa in the future."
Xie Jiao picked up the milk angrily and prepared to go back.
Chen Sheng grabbed his brother and forced him down on the sofa. He forcefully forced Xie Jiao to look at him.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"What do you want to hear?"
"What is your relationship with Zhang Qiuen?"
"It shouldn't be Mr. Chen's turn to interfere with my relationship with him, right?"
The two of them asked one question after another, neither of them answered the other's questions.
This goes back and forth, and it really makes people’s hearts beat faster just by looking at it.
Chen Sheng pushed him away and pinched his neck with his hands, with danger in his eyes.
"I don't care what you do, but you have to remember that you still occupy the identity of Mrs. Chen. Don't act recklessly outside for one day, saying that you were filmed by others. If you see it, you will be embarrassed by me. Don't even think about taking off your armor." Better off."
After saying that, he shook off Xie Jiao, packed a few clothes casually, dragged the suitcase and left.
Xie Jiao saw that he was almost leaving with his luggage, and he had an idea.
I guess he will be guarding that woman in the ward these days.
He smiled mockingly to himself, always thinking that he could have a place in Chen Sheng's heart.
But now it seems that he is the clown.
On the other side, Chen Sheng, who was pulling his suitcase away, felt a little helpless.
I wanted to ask him what his relationship was with Zhang Qiuen, and why he had to send him back so late?
But when the words came to my mouth, the taste completely changed.
But Zhang Qiuen's appearance brought him a lot of uneasiness.
This woman has been by his side for three years and has been completely to herself, but suddenly a man comes out and wants to rob her.
I never thought this woman could be so charming!
Sitting in the car, the assistant was temporarily pulled out of bed by him, and he was naturally a little sloppy.
"Even if you are off work, you should clean up after yourself."
"But Mr. Chen, I still plan to go back in the evening and rest for a while."
The assistant sighed helplessly.
He was helpless with such a boss.
"What do you think girls like?"
"Rose desserts or cosmetics, clothes and bags, that's all."
The assistant thought for a moment and answered.
"Do you need me to prepare some for you?"
"Well, buy some and send them back."
The assistant nodded in understanding.
Ms. Xie has obviously been a little dishonest recently, and it is understandable that the CEO has a sense of crisis.
So much so that when Xie Jiao woke up early in the morning, she found that the door was covered with roses, and several housekeepers had even prepared an exquisite breakfast.
The fashion designer went to his home to tailor-make the latest luxury bags for him. All of them had already appeared in his tiny villa, which was packed to the brim at the moment.
"What are you doing?"
"Mr. Chen, we will bring these things to you."
The butler bowed politely and placed the food on the table.
Xie Jiao rolled her eyes.
Chen Sheng was really a little abnormal these days, so much so that every second he saw Chen Sheng, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at him.
She believes that it won't be long before her Wen Xiang can't help but call her "Sister" when he sees her.
"What do you mean by sending you here to stare at me?"
"The president is just worried about you."
"Why are you worried about me? You've never done this before. What do you mean by coming here all of a sudden?"
Xie Jiao slapped the table angrily.
After Chen Sheng returned to the company and finished a lot of work, he came back happily thinking that Xie Jiao could praise him.
But he didn't want to see Xie Jiao losing his temper here.
"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"
He spoke lightly and somewhat proudly, as if he was waiting for Xie Jiao to praise him.
"Why did you ask these people to send these things here? To humiliate me?"
"What's wrong with me asking these people to come over?"
"Are you afraid that the people you originally wanted to receive the bags you sent out are not willing to accept them? Are you sending them to me as a recycling bin?"
Chen Sheng never thought that such words would come out of Xie Jiao's mouth.
"What did you say?"
"I said I'm not a rag picker. Sending things you can't give away to me will only make me feel sick. Get out of here."
Chen Sheng himself also wanted to have a good communication and chat with Xie Jiao.
When Xie Jiao said this, she frowned slightly, turned over the table and left.
