The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Chapter 282: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 29

The cheesy love words come late but arrive.

Jian Tinghe raised his eyes and happened to see a certain second-generation rich man with a grin on his face, laughing heartlessly.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, his head ached.

I kind of regret not rejecting him directly or stopping him from coming.

After seeing his actions, Su Muyu took two steps forward.

With both hands on the table, his eyes were full of concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you too tired?"

The two piles of documents on the desk are so obvious that it is hard to ignore them.

You can tell at a glance that he is under a lot of work pressure.

Su Muyu refused to admit that the other party's helplessness had anything to do with him.

Jian Tinghe looked at him calmly, "What do you want from me?"

He is not tired, he just has a hard life.

"Can't I look for you if there's nothing wrong?" Su Muyou asked back.

Jian Tinghe remained silent.

I have to say, sometimes I really envy people who don’t have to go to work.

Free and easy, do whatever you want.

I'm eager to find something for the other person to do.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Su Muyou tried to save face by saying, "I just missed you, so I came to see you."

As he spoke, he moved a little closer, determined to let the other person see the sincerity in his eyes.

Jian Tinghe ignored it calmly, without even raising his eyebrows, "I see, you can go back now."

Forget it. Even if I find something for the other party to do, it might just make things worse.

It’s better to take a rest.

Su Muyou: "..."

He cursed, "I didn't even sit down!"

He looked around and locked onto the sofa in the office.

Regardless of what the office owner thought, he just lay down.

He acted like a rogue and said, "I'm staying here today!"

I wanted to chase him away, but there was no door or window either!

Jian Tinghe supported his chin with one hand and didn't say anything to drive him away.

He tilted his head to look at the person who was already lying down and made his request.

“No loud videos, no snoring, no strong-smelling food.”

The summary is don’t disturb his work.

It’s impossible to drive away the second-generation rich.

We can only settle for the next best thing.

Su Muyu chuckled and luckily he didn't call the security guard.

Otherwise, if he were thrown out, all the face of the second young master of the Yun family would be lost in the mud!

He turned over and found a comfortable position, "Of course I have to. I am a high-quality person."

He said this without any worry about slipping his tongue.

Which highly qualified group of people would come uninvited and stay there?

Jian Tinghe sighed heavily.

Try to ignore the other person's existence and send a message to the special assistant.

Because of the interruption of a rich second-generation man, a document needed to be printed again and needed to be signed again by the manager of the relevant department before being submitted to him.

The shredder started working, turning the discarded documents into slag.

Other than that, there was really no sound in the office.

Jian Tinghe returned to his working state, concentrating on his work without any distractions.

Su Muyou cooperated very well and did not touch the three red lines set by the other party.

He first looked around the interior of the office.

Standard elite environment.

There are not too many decorations and the colors are very simple.

The only colorful place is the large bookshelf on the side, where the books on it have covers of different colors.

It's too empty.

Su Muyou immediately took out his cell phone and regained his fan-fawning manners as an idol.

I took five selfies of myself and chose the one I liked best.

Immediately arrange for someone to print it, and then frame it and send it over.

Isn’t this the best arrangement?

He couldn't be here with Jian Tinghe every day, but his photos could.

By the way, secretly declare sovereignty.

Su Mu Youke still remembered that there was a protagonist in the original script, and he and his lover were in a business cooperation relationship in the early stage.

You never know.

Thinking of this, he sat up immediately.

Taking a selfie seems a bit unsafe, so let’s just take a group photo.

Whatever you say will come true.

Before he could talk to Jian Tinghe, his cell phone vibrated.

On the social software, the number one lackey Wan Mingyuan sent him a message.

This time, she wasn't asking him out, but asking him whether he would attend a party in the near future.

The banquet in question was the seventieth birthday party of Grandpa Xiao.

Taking this opportunity, the Xiao family will also announce to the public: Xiao Jingran will officially take over and manage the company.

Wan Mingyuan sounded very impatient with such a banquet.

Whenever such occasions come, these second-generation rich people will be compared with outstanding representatives.

I get criticized by many people in private.

It would be strange if I liked it.

But the other person's words were minor, and he couldn't resist his family's arrangement, so he had to go anyway.

The parents’ idea is simple; this is also an opportunity to show off in front of the big guys.

But what big boss would be so blind as to think that these second-generation rich kids have potential and be willing to help them for free?

There is absolutely no benefit in joining in the fun.

Wan Mingyuan sent a message to ask, and he also wanted to form a team and get together when the time comes.

After all, the Yun family is not easy to mess with, so even if others want to say something, it won’t be so obvious.

Su Muyou narrowed his eyes, feeling a little unhappy.

There are two reasons.

First, if good things don't come, bad things will come, and this little bastard is trying to take advantage of him again.

Being used as both a money bag and a shield, it's time to find an opportunity to collect some interest.

Secondly, with Xiao Jingran officially in power, isn’t it time for the plot of him and Jian Tinghe discussing cooperation to go online?

Take a group photo, take a group photo immediately!

Su Muyu had no time to pay attention to Wan Mingyuan at the moment.

He walked towards his lover with his phone in hand.

As Jian Tinghe was looking at the document, his right hand side became dark.

He paused and looked up, "What's wrong?"

It's only been a few minutes, and you can't sit still anymore?

Su Muyou directly put his hand on his shoulder and leaned forward slightly.

In a negotiating tone, he said, "Shall we take a group photo?"

"Reason." Jian Tinghe didn't dodge, but frowned slightly.

There's an indescribable discomfort.

too close.

At this distance, you can feel the other person's gentle breathing.

"Is there any other reason?"

Su Muyou was more confident than ever, "Do you think I would ask others for a photo?"

It's all love!

Not getting a direct response, Jian Tinghe, who was asked a question back, put down the pen in his hand.

Refusing to be led by the nose, "If you don't tell me, I won't shoot."

Su Muyou took advantage of the close distance and directly reached out and poked him in the face.

He is really stubborn!

"Of course it's because I love you, okay?"

After being poked twice, Jian Tinghe tilted his head to avoid his teasing.

He was teased but his emotions were still restrained. "That's your business."

If everyone who has ideas about him has to give a certain cooperative response, then will he still have time?

When Su Muyou heard this, his expression darkened for a moment.

Somewhat lost.

But he quickly cheered up and put on the arrogant and unreasonable attitude of a rich kid, "I don't care, you have to take a photo with me when I'm here today!"

Su Muyou, who was determined to force the other person, activated the corresponding function on his mobile phone and pressed closer to the other person.

Afraid that someone would take the opportunity to escape.

The warm body kept coming into my arms, and it was impossible for anyone to remain calm.

Jian Tinghe leaned against the back of the chair.

At the same time, he stretched out one hand to loosely support the other person, so that he would not fall if he did not stand firmly.

His body's subconscious movements were very considerate, but his mouth was still as uncooperative as ever, "I just don't want to take the photo, what can you do?"

Su Muyou glared at him.

The next second, he knocked his head forward with a fearless attitude, "You have to take the photo even if you don't want to!"

If you are willing, then be happy; if you are not willing, then be reluctant.

The ending is the same anyway!

Jian Tinghe, who was hit on the head, hissed softly, "Are you the King of the Golden Horn?"

"Then you must be the Silver Horn King." Su Muyu argued with him unyieldingly, but his free hand, which was not holding the phone, did not complain.

She went around the other's neck and held his face half-forcefully.

"Okay, stop talking and look at the camera!"

Jian Tinghe struggled slightly, but didn't listen to him and looked at the camera.

Instead, some people started to talk about the two characters, "Did you know that Jinjiao and Yinjiao are brothers?"

If he is the Silver Horn King, then the feelings of a certain second-generation rich man are definitely abnormal.

While he was talking, Su Muyu had already pressed the shutter twice.

I don't care about any words about brotherhood or not.

He kept his head close to the other person and lowered his eyes to check the photos in the album.

In the first photo, because Jian Tinghe was not cooperating, both of them were a little blurry due to their struggling movements.

Obviously, it is a useless photo that is so useless that I hate it for taking up so much memory. It is of no use at all!

In the second photo, he was calmer, the picture was clear, and the smile on his face was just right.

However, the other person looked at him, his thin lips slightly parted, and there was still a sense of blurriness that was out of focus.

Moreover, he didn't even look at the camera!

Su Muyu's breathing became heavier and he felt a little exasperated.

You have to know that there is only one chair under Jian Tinghe's butt behind the desk.

He and the other person were keeping close to each other, but he was trying to use a very awkward posture!

His legs are now a little numb, but he is very dissatisfied with the result.

Obviously, the other party should bear full responsibility.

He said viciously: "From now on, don't use your mouth except to kiss me, ok?"