Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

Xing Kun arrived at the company the next day, and glanced indifferently across the passing office area. As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard Qu Yun's voice behind him.

"Boss Xing, take a look at this document, it's urgent."

With a bag on her wrist, Qu Yun took out the information from her armpit and handed it to Xing Kun. When she raised her eyes, she was obsessed with her work.

Xing Kun took the file and walked into the office.

"Boss Xing, you have to sign now. I've already made an appointment, and I'll have to go out."

Qu Yun lowered her head and flipped through her bag, while stepping on high heels, rubbing against the ground and ran in with small steps.

Xing Kun glanced at her from the corner of his head, sat on the single sofa beside the coffee table, and looked down at the documents.

Qu Yun found out last night's IP novel project list, put it on the glass surface of the coffee table pretending not to know, and said anxiously, "Mr. s arrangement."

Holding the information in his hand, Xing Kun had already turned to the last page, his eyes calmly scanned the list of items on the glass surface of the coffee table, and nodded slightly.

He took out a special black pen from the front pocket of his suit, and wrote his name on the place where he signed at the bottom. He took the item list, and after a rough look, he marked the time next to it, with a serious look on his face. "This project still needs more attention. It is the beginning of our entry into this industry."

Qu Yun leaned over and took the signed document from the side. Hearing this, her fingers gradually tightened, and a formulaic smile appeared on her face, making it impossible to see anything wrong, "I know, you Don't worry about me? I've been with you for so long, and you know your abilities, not to mention the best, at least they are barely qualified. "

She turned sideways, picked up the project list of IP novels, clenched her fingers more and more tightly, and the smile on her face remained unchanged.

Xing Kun put on the pen cap of the pen, put it back in the breast pocket of his suit, nodded, his expression was indifferent while talking, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Your ability is more than barely qualified."

In other words, he admitted that Qu Yun's ability in work is not bad.

Qu Yun was extremely depressed, because of his words, she rebounded a little bit, but when she thought of the real and fake project list in her hand, she suppressed the rebound force as soon as she cleared her mind. go back.

"Thank you for your affirmation, I will work hard."

She straightened up, held the documents, smiled sweetly, and left the office straight away, with a slightly hurried footstep.

Xing Kun leaned back, leaning on the back of the sofa, staring at Qu Yun's leaving back with his deep and deep black eyes, narrowing them dangerously, with long and deep eyes.

That item list was fake, but judging from Qu Yun's attitude and expression just now, she didn't have any abnormalities, maybe she was overwhelmed.

He got up and took out a sealed bag from the left office drawer, hesitated for a while, and stuffed it back.

This truth, it is not the time to take it out, but one night, there are too many variables in the future, and the time for testing is too short.

The night is dark, the light on the horizon is completely swallowed up by the darkness, and the lights are just coming on, this is the peak stage of going out to play after get off work.

Xing Kun raised his arm, opened the cuffs of his white shirt, glanced at his watch, and was working unconsciously. It was 09:30.

He turned his head and looked out of the window. The glass window in mid-air under the night sky was dark outside, but the lights in the office were on, reflecting the people inside on the glass.

Thinking of the phone call from Su Luobai just now to urge him to go back, he curled his lips and smiled, his heart was filled with some kind of warm emotion.

In order not to keep her waiting, he closed the contract document in his hand, got up, put on a gray checked coat, and left the office.

Unexpectedly, the lights in the work area outside the office were still on.

He walked slowly towards the direction of the light, startled.

As far as I could see, Qu Yun was sitting in the empty work area, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her fingers were crackling on the keys. The speed was very fast, and the sound was especially clear in the silent office.

His eyes were deep, and after an indifferent glance, he lifted his feet and walked towards the elevator entrance.

When he entered the elevator, Qu Yun turned his head and looked at the place where Xing Kun was standing just now with a complicated expression.

Everything she did today was to gain Xing Kun's trust.

For the next three days, Qu Yun came to the company early before Xing Kun, and when he left after get off work, she was still working overtime.

Everything was normal and nothing unusual happened.

Xing Kun's temptation to her gradually faded. That night, seeing Qu Yun working overtime in the company after ten o'clock, he made two cups of coffee and walked towards her.

Qu Yun had already heard his footsteps, pretending not to know, immersed in her work.

When an untitled sealed bag was placed on her desk, she raised her eyes in a daze, "Boss Xing, what is this?"

The lights in the office were shining white, and his tall and straight figure blocked the light above his head, outlining the outline of his heart-pounding figure.

The tight shoulders, narrow waist, and those long legs are simply eye-catching weapons.

He was standing beside Qu Yun, the distance was so close, it was rare that there were only two of them, and there was no one else.

Qu Yun was clearly trying to gain his trust, but she was still confused by his every move, especially his deep black eyes, which looked like a bottomless vortex, pulling people away. go in.

Qu Yun's heart became more and more unwilling, and she really wanted to throw herself into his arms and hug him tightly.

Xing Kun put a cup of coffee in his hand on her table, and took a sip slowly. The rich black coffee melted between his lips and teeth, like the deep sound of a subwoofer, as if it had been stained with honey. Mellow, "The project list I just discovered has a way out with yours, use this one."

He leaned against the edge of the table next to him with his lower body, speaking casually, as if what he just said was just a small mistake.

Qu Yun was stunned, her lips parted slightly, obviously very unbelievable, she lowered her eyes and opened the sealed bag, flipped through a few pages carefully, then turned out the previous item list from the side, and asked with a slight frown: "The previous one Is it wrong?"

Xing Kun closed his eyes and nodded, and when he opened them again, he curled his lips into a smile, "You still have to work hard."

Qu Yun glanced over the sealed bag, and then raised her eyes to look at Xing Kun, but she couldn't see anything from those dark eyes that were deeper than the night outside.

Whether this is true or not is unknown.

She shook her head with a smile, her tone pretending to be light and cheerful, as if she really only believed that she had made a mistake, "Do I still need to be so polite to you? You can't get paid for nothing every day, can you?"

Xing Kun smiled lightly, tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, "Leave work early."

"it is good."

Qu Yun raised her eyes again, and Xing Kun had already lifted her foot to leave.

She looked at the back that had gone away, and her eyes gradually focused on the new project list in her hand.