blogombal Chapter 283: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 30
Chapter 283: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 30
Jian Tinghe wanted to say something, but finally remained silent.
Su Muyou felt a little regretful. He actually hoped that the other party would continue to argue with him.
In this way, you can seize the opportunity and act like a gangster!
However, it’s good to be honest now.
Unfortunately, the reality is that there are many things that are not going as planned.
As soon as he raised his phone, there was a knock on the office door.
The atmosphere was slightly condensed.
Su Muyou stood up straight in annoyance and shouted to the outside of the door: "Come in!"
Having already caused a mistake in the other party's work, he didn't want to interfere a second time.
Otherwise, can the favorability value be raised?
The special assistant pushed open the door in response, holding the re-signed contract in his hand, "Mr. Jian..."
As soon as he opened his mouth to say the name, the rest of his voice was blocked as if by a blockage.
The special assistant's eyes widened like bells and he took a breath of cold air.
Their cold and aloof president was seen hugging the waist of the protagonist who was being talked about in the gossip group, looking at him expressionlessly.
The second-generation rich guy was the opposite. His emotions were very obvious and his face was full of impatience.
One of them moved, the other was silent, but neither of them seemed to welcome him.
The special assistant swallowed his saliva. He, he seemed to have come at the wrong time? ?
Jian Tinghe watched his subordinate take a step back, and he clearly wanted to turn around and leave.
Remind in time, "Put the things on the table."
Saves me the trouble of making another trip.
In the end, his professionalism prevailed, and the special assistant stepped forward under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, "Okay."
He placed the document respectfully on the table.
After doing all this, he evacuated quickly as if he was on a skateboard.
There were only two people left in the office.
Su Muyou was very satisfied with this, "Your subordinates are quite perceptive."
Much better than being the boss!
Jian Tinghe didn't comment, "Are you going to take the photo or not?"
This is a step too slow to agree to the other party's ridiculous request.
The arrival of his special assistant brought him back to his senses from his childish games.
Since rejection is ineffective, let's improve efficiency. Time is precious.
"Of course!" Su Muyu shifted his attention from the special assistant and leaned closer again.
As the distance shortened, he suddenly remembered something, "You just spoke."
He once said that the other person’s mouth should not be used except for kissing.
And talking to the assistant clearly does not comply with the rules of the game!
Su Muyou's eyes fell on the lips that were so close to him.
Well, what kind of punishment should I give?
Even if Jian Tinghe didn't feel his burning gaze, he could still see the angle at which his eyes were moving downward.
This is no longer a veiled hint.
Instead, what he wants to do is written nakedly on his face.
Innocence is at stake.
Jian Tinghe's eyes darkened as he watched the person in front of him move closer.
This time, the breathing I could feel was more obvious.
Su Muyou, who was the initiator, blushed more and more.
Why didn't Jian Tinghe hide? Was he really going to be a gangster?
The office was very quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear your own heartbeat.
Boom, boom, boom.
Su Muyou's blood rushed to his head, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
Then he really kissed her!
At the last moment, Jian Tinghe still stretched out his hand to block in the middle.
Her pouting mouth hit his palm directly.
Su Mu was particularly annoyed.
Having dated his lover in so many different worlds, he certainly had a lot of relevant experience.
So that you can tell whether the thing stuck to you is your mouth or not!
He opened his eyes in annoyance.
If you don’t want to kiss me, just say so. Why do you have to give me the final push to make my heart beat faster?
Jian Tinghe did not miss the emotion in his eyes, but remained unmoved.
He also did not explain that he had never agreed to the other party's request.
Instead, he asked in a voice so cold that it seemed like ice chips were falling: "How many people have you kissed?"
He did not deny that the second-generation rich man in front of him did have the ability to sway him.
But in the end, reason prevailed.
Su Muyu's whole body stiffened, and his anger was instantly extinguished.
Here comes the most worrying part, which is to look up old accounts.
He nervously moved his head back a little, leaving room for quibbling.
"You were ignorant before, I will kiss you from now on!"
"Heh." Jian Tinghe sneered.
Who says these second-generation rich kids can’t do anything? Don’t they have the potential to be love scammers?
Unfortunately, the Internet is very developed now, and the common quotes of scumbag men have long been known to everyone.
Your practice is not yet advanced enough, and you need to update your speech skills.
Su Muyou almost raised three fingers to swear, and said sincerely, "Really, I didn't lie to you."
Jian Tinghe didn't believe a word of it.
It's already a record that this second-generation rich man can settle down for three months, right? What's the point of talking about 'later'?
He gave the options indifferently, "Either go back and sit down, or go out."
There is no interest in discussing the future with each other.
Su Mu and You Shuang drooped their shoulders like eggplants being hit. Is there still a need to choose?
Being restricted in every way outside is certainly not as comfortable as being in the same room with someone you fall in love with at first sight.
He was ready to lie back down on the sofa.
However, after taking two steps, he was stopped again.
Jian Tinghe looked wooden and said, "Come back, let's take a group photo first."
He is different from that person who talks nonsense all the time.
Don't go back on your word when you agree to something.
Noticing that his attitude had softened, Su Muyou turned around immediately and said, "Okay, okay."
You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he grinds it slowly!
Outside.
The special assistant walked quickly to his workstation before stopping.
Without even sitting down, he took out his phone and opened the company gossip group.
[You will never imagine what I saw when I entered Mr. Jian’s office just now!!]
[Riddler, die.]
[To make you so excited, either Yun Shaoyang is seriously discussing business with our CEO Jian, or there is something ambiguous between them.]
The special assistant choked up, he knew what was going on, what should he say?
He typed a paragraph on the keyboard vigorously.
[You are awesome.]
[? ? What does that mean? Which one is it?]
[The latter, hugged together, saw it with their own eyes.]
[It's over. The prophecy has come true. The cabbage is really eaten by the pig.]
[Fuck, this world has finally gone crazy.]
[…Just a quick question, which one of them is 1 and which one is 0?]