Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Jiang Xuan was in Yan Qiutong's office, talking about something, when Lian Cheng opened the door and came in, the two people in the room were startled, Jiang Xuan looked a little unnatural, but Yan Qiutong looked in as usual. The little woman's expression was a little cold, and her tone was gentle: "What's wrong? Who messed with you?"

"No, are you busy?" Naturally, Lian Cheng didn't miss the unnatural look between Jiang Yu's brows, and reflected for a while. The two should be discussing something about Yan's family. After all, she bears the surname of "Lian". It's normal to be guarded, and I didn't knock on the door. I bit the corner of my lips and smiled, "Is it because I came at the wrong time? I have something to tell you, so I'll go back to the office and wait for you to find me?" "

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes, looked at the unnatural expression on the little woman's face, and instantly understood why Lian Cheng was looking for him, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and shook his head: "It's nothing very busy, Secretary Jiang and I have already met. We've discussed it, please wait for me a moment."

Turning to look at Jiang Xuan who was waiting at the side, he said, "This matter is settled like this. I don't take this case too seriously. I have other ideas."

When Yan Qiutong said this, it meant that there was no room for refutation. Jiang Xuan knew about Yan Qiutong, so she paused for a moment, wanting to say something, but she didn't say anything, she nodded, turn around and go out.

Lian Cheng has always been sensitive to the aura of the people around her. When Jiang Xuan walked past her, even if Jiang Xuan greeted her with a smile as always, she still felt something was wrong.

Jiang Xuan's mood was very wrong, as if she was slightly dissatisfied with her, Lian Cheng frowned slightly, she was sure of her thoughts.

Although she was not sure about Yan Qiutong's emotions, the rest of the people were not as wrong as she was.

After the office door was closed, Lian Cheng was still frowning. When the little woman frowned like a troubled baby, Yan Qiutong's heart softened when she saw it. She got up, approached the little woman, laughed, and raised her hand lightly. Tapped Lian Cheng's forehead: "What's the matter? What are you thinking?"

"What were you guys discussing about me when I came in?" Lian Cheng didn't want to go around in circles, slapped off the man's hand, raised his eyes, and said, "Don't deny it, I feel it."

Yan Qiutong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Miss Lian is really Miss Lian, you can feel it."

"Oh, don't flatter me," Lian Cheng always refused to accept this kind of trick, rolled his eyes, bypassed Yan Qiutong, sat directly on Yan Qiutong's work chair, leaned back on the chair back, sneered, "That's all I can do to save my life, but when I meet you, a god like you, I miss it."

"So I'm still Miss Lian's exception?" Yan Qiutong pretended to be slightly surprised, raised her brows, and looked very honored, "It's really not easy, let Miss Lian lift me up."

The corners of Lian Cheng's mouth twitched, did she realize that Yan Shao, who was rumored to be gentle and cool by outsiders, was essentially a dramatist? !

Lian Cheng rolled his eyes at Yan Qiutong, his face was slightly ugly, and his tone was sarcasm: "Yan Qiutong, are you changing the subject?"

"Lian Cheng, you really don't know how to be fun," Yan Qiutong saw the little woman's displeasure, shook his head, laughed, walked over, and looked at Lian Cheng who was sitting there with a big thorn in his hand. On the messy chair in Kyoto, he didn't reprimand him, just sat casually in a corner of the table, and said lazily, "Aren't you allowed to tease?"

"Oh." Lian Cheng sneered.

Yan Qiutong was not annoyed either, and stretched out his hand to put the little girl's hair behind her ear, and said, "I just informed him just now, and read the bidding letter more loosely."

"Did you tell him that long ago?" Lian Cheng was silent and opened his mouth.

"You have to know sooner or later, you can't hide it from him," Yan Qiutong shook his head and looked at Lian Cheng, "It's better to let him accept it sooner."

No wonder Secretary Jiang was dissatisfied with her, Lian Cheng suddenly realized that just looking at her with that kind of eyes was already giving her a lot of face.

"You don't need to pay too much attention to him, I know what I'm doing," Yan Qiutong thought for a while, and then said a few words, "There's no need for you to add trouble to yourself."

Obviously he was the one who was blocked, but he was still worried that she would be unhappy because of a dissatisfied look in her eyes, Lian Cheng had no choice but to shake his head: "I'm not a woman who doesn't know anything."

"That's natural," Yan Qiutong took this sentence very seriously, raised his chin, nodded at the seat where Lian Cheng was sitting, and said with a bit of ridicule in his tone, "Miss Lian is naturally not a little woman, little girl Who can sit in this chair, a woman?"

After savoring the man's words carefully, it was just teasing, the corners of Lian Cheng's lips raised slightly, and he didn't take it seriously: "It's just the top chair of the Yan family, I can't afford it?"

"You can sit up and sit up," Yan Qiutong laughed, looking at the little woman arrogantly, the arc of his mouth became more and more curved, "Miss Lian is such a charming person, it's not just a matter of saying what she wants. ?!"

"Okay, don't stab (mock) me anymore," Lian Cheng pursed his lips, and then said seriously, "I came to see you for business, Lian Guoqiang called me just now, I didn't answer, I want to come to you Pick it up in the office."

Yan Qiutong casually threw away one billion profit points, just to buy Lian Guoqiang's peace of mind for her. Lian Cheng naturally knew the weight of it. Since the man showed sincerity, she had to show it. own sincerity.

Come to Yan Qiutong's office to answer the phone, let the man know what she and Lian Guoqiang said, and give her the care she can give him.

Yan Qiutong understood Lian Cheng's thoughts just by turning his head. He was startled, and then smiled, with a bit of warmth: "You, you just like to think more."

"No." Lian Cheng shook his head, rejected the man's words, looked at the time, and it was more than half an hour since Lian Guoqiang called. Lian Cheng raised his eyes, glanced at the man, picked up the phone, and pressed the The top missed call immediately connected to the landline in Yan Qiutong's office, raised his chin, and signaled the man to listen to the landline.

Yan Qiutong couldn't resist the little girl's insistence, and sighed, but the smile on the corner of her mouth never stopped, and picked up the receiver of the landline.

If you cared about someone, you naturally hoped that person would care about you. Lian Cheng's calmness was beyond Yan Qiutong's expectations, and it was a surprise.

The movement on the other end of the phone didn't last long, and someone was connected. It didn't surprise Lian Cheng. The person who answered the phone was Lian Guoqiang's assistant, with a cold and respectful tone: "Miss Lian."

"Well," Lian Cheng never pretended to respect someone who disrespected her, so he sneered as a response, and then added a bit of coldness, "Where is Mr. Lian?"

"Mr. Lian is busy," the person on the other end of the phone gave a very formulaic answer, "What can Ms. Lian do with Mr. Lian? I can pass it on for you."