After the divorce, the boss doted on me

"why?"

Jiayi is a little puzzled. Although she has not been in Cosini for a long time, she also knows that Xiao Rui is the earliest employee of Cosini. come?

"Why?" Xiaorui sneered, "I also want to know why, Lu Jiayi, I have been in Cosini for two years, two full years, I do my best, I do my best, every time I go to work and work overtime, I never have any complaints, I went step by step, from a junior designer to a senior designer now. Before you came, everyone thought that I was the most suitable for the position of design director. In terms of qualifications, you are no match for me. In terms of talent, you are just a half-way monk Design, what qualifications do you have to compete with me? But, you fell from the sky and took this position, why?"

Xiaorui was so emotional that veins burst out on her neck.

Jiayi, who has always been eloquent, was suddenly at a loss when faced with Xiaorui's repeated questions.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"Because she won't betray the company!"

Everyone raised their heads and searched for the voice, only to find that it was Yi Zecheng.

"She won't be like you, betraying the company for her own selfishness! Just based on this, you will never be as good as her!"

Jiayi was startled, she stared blankly at Yi Zecheng in front of her.

She suddenly felt as if time was reversed, as if back to the first time they met, he was standing by her side, helping her, smoothing things over for her.

And now, he is also standing by her side, protecting her.

Xiaorui was taken away by the police for stealing company secrets, and the plagiarism incident came to an end.

On the way back to Yi's, Yi Zecheng looked out the window, thinking of everything just now, he couldn't help showing a doting smile on the corner of his mouth.

Catching turtles in the urn?

What a game of catching a turtle in a urn.

With no internal troubles, Jiayi can feel relieved and can design new products wholeheartedly.

It's just that whenever she holds a pen and draws on the drawings, the image of Yi Zecheng can't help but appear in her mind.

The process of designing the new product went smoothly. Before the press conference, it was the first to go on the market. Although it was only a conceptual design drawing, it received a lot of attention once it was exposed, and the number of reservations reached the peak before.

Because the pre-sale results were good, Yi Zecheng gave everyone a vacation, and it was still a paid vacation.

For the first time, Jiayi felt that the boss, Yi Zecheng, was a bit human.

Holidays are nothing special to her though, she just wants to sleep in.

However, with such a small wish, Yi Zecheng, a vicious capitalist, did not want to let her go.

Because she received an order from capitalists to work abroad together.

God knows how much she wants to refuse, she obviously made an appointment with Gu Weisheng and Chen Mo to rest at home, at most eat a hot pot or something at home, who knows, work from heaven!

When packing her luggage, Jiayi wanted to tear Yi Zecheng into pieces.

Yi Zecheng arrived in New York first.

What he booked for Jiayi was the next day's flight.

In the lobby of JFK International Airport in New York, Secretary He, Yi Zecheng's personal secretary, came to pick up her flight.

She has dealt with Secretary He several times, and her previous impression was indifferent.

It wasn't very busy today, so she just said: "Miss Lu, Mr. Yi sent me to pick you up." He asked the accompanying driver to pick up the luggage for her.

She was then taken to a hotel to settle in.

Just after taking a shower, to relieve the dust and fatigue all the way, the phone rang.

It was Yi Zecheng who called: "How is it? Is the journey going well?"

"Fortunately."

"I'll wait for you in the restaurant downstairs and wash the dust for you."

Jiayi hung up the phone, her heart beating fast and anxiously, just like the stage fright of a debut actor before going on stage.

Clothes are the most important props, but she picks and chooses, but nothing suits her.Either they are ordinary in appearance, or they are of ordinary color.

In the end, she decided to pick one at random and put it on. She couldn't compare to those celebrities.

My heart was still pounding when I walked into the restaurant.

Although Yi Zecheng was a jerk, he was always a gentleman outside. He stood up and pulled the back of the chair for her before returning to his seat.

This is probably the so-called sanctimonious, well-dressed animal.

Yi Zecheng looked at her and said with a smile: "I thought I would see a peacock with its tail spread, but I was wrong."

Jiayi also smiled, and said calmly: "Anyway, I can't compare to your Lily, so I just keep my face naked."

With a low laugh, he stretched out his hand to beckon the waiter to order.

He clearly said he was here for work, but he never talked about business.

It's fine if you don't talk about business, anyway, she only thinks that she is here for vacation.

So, she had no choice but to follow him and talk about places to visit in New York.

After a meal, she really struggled.

Being with someone as smart as him, and trying to plot against him, is really hard work.And he had to be careful at every step to prevent himself from being fooled.

All she has left is herself, and once she loses her last capital, she will never turn around again.

After drinking the after-dinner coffee, he said, "I live next door to you, let's go back to the room and have a chat, it's too noisy here for conversation."

The one who should come couldn't hide, she stood up without saying a word, he brought her the handbag for her, and the two of them took the elevator upstairs.

Although his room was next door to hers, it was much larger, with complicated layers of suites, filled with flowers and fruits everywhere.He smiled and said, "I originally wanted to book three ordinary suites, but the hotel only has the honeymoon suite left, so I had to check in."

She was a little embarrassed, and tried to find something to say: "Are you here for business? Are you done?"

He smiled: "There's nothing to do. I'm just waiting for you here-there are too many people in China."

Jiayi was taken aback, is it so straightforward?

In fact, she also guessed a little bit, but it was a surprise to hear him say it frankly.

Her heart was pounding, and she picked up the cold water bottle on the table and poured a glass of water. She didn't feel cold after drinking it, but her heart was beating so fast that she had to find something to say.

So he went to the window and looked at the street view: "Your terrace is not bad, I can't see that street from my side."

He also came over and hugged her shoulder from behind: "The night view is better, I invite you to see it."

She struggled a bit, but he let go immediately.

She turned around and looked at him: "We have nothing to do with each other."

He smiled and walked away. "You are coming to New York for the first time. I will take you out for a walk. I should be a qualified tour guide. I have studied here for four years."

She had to agree and go out with him.

Yi Zecheng didn't bring his secretary and driver with him, and drove her to travel by himself.

Yi Zecheng looks very serious when driving.

He is usually agile, like water, but in a blink of an eye, he changes into another look.

So for some reason, Jiayi couldn't help but smile.

He happened to see it again and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Jiayi was taken aback, hesitated for a moment before saying: "I was wondering if your appearance in the office is as serious as it is now."

He smiled: "Almost, anyway, the secretaries have complained. Who in the office can feel better? I'm half-tired and have to put on a good face to show to my subordinates, and they don't pay me my salary."

She smiled apologetically.

He glanced at her: "are you afraid of me?"

Jiayi's heart was beating hard again, she said in a low voice: "Of course I'm afraid. You are my boss."

Yi Zecheng smiled again: "That's honest. You know you can't play tricks in front of me, so just be honest—as if you know you can't compare to Lily, so you just wear the most ordinary clothes."

Hearing what Yi Zecheng said, Jiayi felt chills in her heart again: He simply saw through her!
He said, "Well, you're scared again now, aren't you?"

Jiayi didn't speak, he said again: "It's better to be afraid of me. It's much better than loving me."

love him?

Oh, really narcissistic.

Jiayi shrugged and said, "You worry too much."

Yi Zecheng continued to smile: "That's good, don't fall in love with me, I'm most afraid of trouble."

Of course she knew that she had loved him for so many years, and only she knew how painful it was. She would not be so stupid as to fall twice in the same pit.

She turned her head to look out the car window.

In the next few days, Jiayi was very worried, but she and Yi Zecheng lived in peace.

But the longer she spent with him, the more afraid she felt.

She felt that she could not see through him at all.

Even though they have lived under the same roof for so many years.

I have to say that Yi Zecheng is really too unpredictable.

Jiayi couldn't even guess what he wanted to do?
Since that day, he never invited her to watch the night scene at his side, nor stepped into her room.

They used to go out together during the day, and occasionally in the evening after supper, but he was the most gentlemanly gentleman, and kept his distance from her courteously.

For the first time, she felt that Yi Zecheng in front of her was too strange.

After a few days like this, she wondered if he was playing hard to get, so she proposed to go back to the country, like leading a snake out of a hole in the art of war.

What she didn't expect was that Yi Zecheng readily agreed, and they had dinner at the hotel the night before leaving.

That night, Jiayi couldn't help but drank a few more glasses of red wine, and she couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

Yi Zecheng sent her back to the room. She stood at the door and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you go in and sit for a while?"

She felt that she must have drunk too much, how could she say such a thing to such a bastard?

It was Yi Zecheng, who couldn't help laughing seeing Jiayi's drunk appearance: "It seems that you are really drunk, are you so impatient?"

After being told by Yi Zecheng, Jiayi suddenly woke up.

This sentence really angered her, and she trembled with anger.

Why can't wait?Couldn't it be that he has other plans, and the drunkard's intention is not to drink?

Otherwise, why did he leave the country? Isn't it just to avoid the eyeliner of his real girlfriend, Lily, and want to be chic abroad for a while?

Yi Zecheng is an out-and-out jerk!
I really don't know why I agreed to him to come to New York, I was so stupid, I thought so naively that I really came to discuss work with him.

He is the one who is unfathomable, and he is the one who is extremely stupid.

She squeezed out two words between her teeth: "Shameless!"

He laughed: "This is the first time I have received such an evaluation in this situation-the previous few times I was scolded like this, but it was all because I broke into the hostess' room without her consent!"

Jiayi was so angry that her face turned red, and she was anxious to open the door, but the key didn't work for some reason, and her hand trembled and fell to the ground.

She knelt down to pick it up, but he picked it up a long time ago, and opened the door familiarly, she pushed him away to enter the room, turned around and was about to slam the door, he had already walked in.

Jiayi was furious right now, so she quickly stopped him at the entrance, and said indiscriminately, "What are you doing?"

Yi Zecheng raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised: "You invited me in just now!"

Her chest was heaving violently, he was really mean enough to always set a trap for her to drill into it.

Sure enough, Yi Zecheng smiled and reached out to caress her face: "Don't worry, you are not my opponent."

Yi Zecheng can always see what she is thinking, so she is subject to him everywhere.

Gu Weisheng once warned her to stay away from Yi Zecheng, she would never be his match.

It was before, it is now, and it will be in the future.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

You're so worthless, Lu Jiayi!
Jiayi couldn't help cursing herself in the bottom of her heart.

"You're afraid of me again, aren't you?"

Yi Zecheng stretched out his hands and gently held her face, "You were never afraid of me before, and you wanted to fight to the death with me, why are you so afraid of me now? But," he paused, smiled, "Is there Did anyone tell you that you're most beautiful when you're scared?"

Jiayi's body began to tremble again, and she tried her best not to look at him.

He was right, she was not afraid of him at all before, because she had nothing left, so she could disregard everything and not be afraid of anything.

But now, she has a lot, she has friends, someone who cares about her, and more importantly, she has the life she wants.

She has lived a new life, so she understands how hard-won everything is now better than anyone else.

So, she was afraid, she was really afraid.

Yi Zecheng sometimes speaks sweet words, such as the current one.

But when the words come into his mouth, they become a sword in the mouth. She knows that when he coaxes you, it is likely that you have fallen for his tricks again.

If not, in the next second, she knew that she had been fooled again - he kissed her so lingeringly that her body went limp.

Jiayi wants to do her best to resist, but her strength is really too weak. She couldn't resist him before, and she still can't resist him now.

She could only clenched her hands tightly, clutching the bed sheet under her body, and the tears from the corners of her eyes gradually rolled down.

She hasn't dreamed of her sister for a long time, but that night, she dreamed of her sister again.

In the dream, my sister said that Zecheng would take care of herself for her and make her feel at ease.

She wanted to say that she didn't need Yi Zecheng, but she couldn't say it, it was like a thorn stuck in her throat, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound.