CEO: My daughter-in-law said she wanted to protect me

Zheng Yanlang comforted Hua Yuning a few words, the girl became more proud, and urged Song Yuye to be fired.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hua, I am the special assistant to the president appointed by the chairman. I can only be fired with the approval of the chairman." Song Yuye said calmly without a smile on his face.

The girl tugged at Zheng Yanlang's sleeve, asking him to speak for her.Zheng Yanlang shrugged, expressing that he was helpless.The girl glared at Song Yuye angrily, and reluctantly ran back to shoot, her working condition has been poor.

"Song Tezhu was jealous just now, right?" Zheng Yanlang looked at her playfully and sarcastically.

Song Yuye looked up at him, and said lightly, "Mr. Zheng, you are so humorous."

A duplicity woman.Zheng Yanlang cursed secretly.

Capitalists are all vampires. Zheng Yanlang seemed very worried that the newly appointed special assistant would be idle. He arranged a lot of work on the first day, not very important, but very complicated and tricky.

Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Song Yuye drank a cup of warm water from the tea, and took a bite of a half-dried sandwich.

"Song Special Assistant, you didn't eat at noon?" A girl with a sweet smile asked beside her.

At the age of 21, he is not very tall, with fair skin and two braids. He has a carefree personality and is straightforward.Song Yuye remembered that the girl's name was Jiang Yuyi, and she had just come to the company as an intern assistant.

Song Yuye smiled and explained that the first day of work was a bit busy.

The girl was fighting for Song Yuye, and the president was obviously targeting this new special assistant sister. The lunch should be done by an intern assistant like himself.

Song Yuye naturally knew that Zheng Yanlang was playing tricks on him on purpose, so how could he be the first to make a mistake, Zheng Yanlang was doing his utmost to keep himself as his special assistant.

Chu Xiao came to inform again that the president asked her to go to the office. She swallowed the sandwich indiscriminately, drank some water, and ran into the president's office stomping on her high heels.

Zheng Yanlang raised his eyes and looked at her, there were still food residues on the corner of his mouth, is she having lunch, dinner or afternoon tea?

"Boss Zheng, what are your orders?" Her expression was flat, without any disturbance, and she was business-like.

Zheng Yanlang smiled, and pushed a jewelry box in front of her.Song Yuye was slightly taken aback, not understanding what he meant?
"Give this necklace to Hua Yuning, and ask her to wait for me in the hotel room tonight." Zheng Yanlang put away his smile and said solemnly.

Her heart trembled, and her palms were wet. He finally wanted to have another woman. What did he have to do with her? They had already broken up, and now it was just a relationship between a boss and a subordinate. She was not even qualified to be jealous.

"Understood." She took the jewelry box and squeezed it tightly in her hands, still maintaining a standard smirk on her fair cheeks, "I'm going out first if there's nothing else to do."

After the office door was closed, Zheng Yanlang looked away from her back. Let's see how long you can last, this woman who speaks wrongly.

Song Yuye gave the necklace to Hua Yuning, so she was inevitably ridiculed.Song Yuye conveyed Zheng Yanlang's meaning expressionlessly, while Hua Yuning pretended to be reserved.

"Since Ms. Hua is unwilling, I will go back and report the truth to Mr. Zheng." Song Yuye said indifferently, out of selfishness, she did not want Hua Yuning to agree.

The handsome and wealthy rich second generation took the initiative to invite, how could Hua Yuning refuse to agree, took the necklace, and asked Song Yuye to return to her command, saying that she would be on time tonight.

Song Yuye never thought that Zheng Yanlang would torture herself like this, let her sit in the living room with the bedroom door slightly closed, the moans of women and the panting of men could be heard in her ears everywhere.

She clasped her hands together, pursed her lips tightly, and felt extremely tormented inside. She tried to stay calm, hoping that the men and women inside would end as soon as possible.Sure enough, all rich people are the same, and the cynicism of the rich second generation is deeply rooted in their bones.

Compared with her anxiety, the man in the bedroom is much calmer, with his legs crossed, staring at the computer screen quietly, every move of the woman in the living room can be seen in his eyes, and a smile overflows on his handsome face.

On the huge bed, the woman looked at him resentfully, groaning from time to time.Is there something wrong with this man? He asked her to come over, didn't touch her, and just let himself scream/bed loudly, but for the sake of the big check just now, the woman screamed very hard.

Song Yuye was going crazy, she stood up and poured herself a glass of water, drank it down, her slender fingers almost crushed the broken glass.The bedroom has not stopped, the body is tortured during the day, and the spirit is also destroyed at night.

She couldn't bear it anymore, took out her mobile phone, plugged in the earphones, and turned the volume to the highest level, so as not to let those obscene/filthy voices enter her ears.

After a long time, her earphones were ripped off, and she raised her eyes to meet his sullen face.

"Mr. Zheng, today is a bit fast." Her tone was not very good, with sarcasm.

Zheng Yanlang's body froze. He saw that she was going to be unable to hold on outside, so he came out earlier when his heart softened. This was her attitude.

"Send me back." He looked displeased.

There were not many emotional changes on her face, she silently followed behind him, started the car, and said indifferently: "Address."

Zheng Yanlang gave the address, she frowned slightly, this is her home.

"This is my home address." She thought she gave it wrong.

"If something happens to you in the middle of the night, the company will be responsible." He sat on the back seat with his legs crossed, and said quietly.

She no longer persisted, there were not many cars on the road, her car was driving very fast, and she wanted to go home as soon as possible.

After parking the car downstairs, she got out of the car and said hello lightly, then turned around and ran upstairs quickly.Can women run so fast in high heels?Zheng Yanlang curled his lips, sat in the driver's seat, and reached out to touch her bag.

He sighed and took the bag in his hand.

Following the metal gate, he could clearly hear the sound of crying from inside. She was crying with tears streaming down her face, her chest was heaving up and down, and her breathing was even more convulsive.

Song Yuye, you were the one who didn't want me first, why are you looking at me like a victim now.He smiled wryly, leaning his back against the door panel, his eyes drooping sorely.

I didn’t go home for a few days on a business trip, and I couldn’t eat anything in the refrigerator. I bought some wine and ingredients in a nearby supermarket, mentioned the downstairs of my house, and pressed the elevator. A few workers came out of it. I guess some family moved , Song Yuye didn't care too much.After entering the elevator, the master worker pressed the same floor as her.There are only two families on her floor, and they are neighbors living next door. I don't know what kind of person the new neighbor is.

When she got home, she was surprised to find that the house was much cleaner. There was a pot of blooming daffodils on the window sill, and there were a few small goldfish swimming happily with their little tails in the pot.This guy Zhou Shiren has a conscience, and he knows how to clean up and tidy up the house.

She put the wine and ingredients into the refrigerator, stretched her waist, cooked a bowl of noodles, and was in a good mood. She also fried a poached egg, sat cross-legged on the ground, and ate happily.

There was the sound of things being moved next door, and she couldn't help but wonder about the new neighbor, a warm family of three?An old couple who live happily ever after?A college student with high hopes for the future?
She shook her head, feeling a little ridiculous that she would guess the resident next door.I got up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, then nestled in the study to write a plan.

The movement next door gradually died down, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps, first the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor, and then the sound of slippers, the footsteps became much softer.There is only one person living next door.She draws conclusions.

a beautiful woman?A successful man?An old man living alone?She couldn't write a word in the plan, so she simply closed the computer and leaned close to the wall to eavesdrop.She heard the sound of cups colliding. He should be drinking water, right?She even heard the sound of books turning.

Curiosity tormented her to the point of madness, and she wanted to visit the door for verification, but felt a little rash.The heavy knock on the door came to her ears accompanied by the "click" sound of the lock cylinder.The person next door should have gone out, she wanted to peek through the cat's eyes, only to see a tall figure entering the elevator.

Song Yuye felt that he was sick, and his psychology became abnormal, and he was keen on peeping and listening.It must be that she has been under too much pressure from work recently and is too nervous, so let's go for a walk. She changed into sportswear and was ready to go for a run.

It's past the rush hour, and the road seems less congested.Wearing earphones, she ran slowly along the nearby park, old people with dogs, couples embracing passionately, mothers pushing baby carriages.The years are quiet and good, which is probably what we are talking about.

She didn't know how long she sat in the park until the crowd dispersed before walking back slowly.There was a bunch of sunflowers at the door, she looked at the signature, your new neighbor.She smiled, a little moved.

There were fresh fruits in the refrigerator. She washed them, cut them, and put them in boxes. She knocked on the door next door. There was no response for a long time, so she hung the fruits on the doorknob and left a note: Thank you for your sunflowers. Signed: Yours new neighbors.

She went back to the study, which was only separated from the next door by a wall.She heard the door open, the box opened.He should have eaten the fruit, right?She smiled gratifiedly.
For many days in a row, she would receive flowers from this new neighbor, and she would cook some delicious food in return. The two people who had never met each other got along like a pair of friends for many years.

Her curiosity about the neighbor next door continued unabated, but she knew nothing about it except that it was a man.She began to look forward to getting off work, and could always see the flowers he sent at the door, such as sunflowers, baby's breath, yellow roses... every day was different.The language of flowers changes completely according to her daily mood.

The lights in the house went out without warning, and all the appliances stopped working.There was no notification that there was a power outage, whether it was the entire community that was out of power, or just myself without power.The property phone has been busy, maybe you can ask the neighbor next door for help.She knocked on the door next door anxiously, but there was no movement, the other party was not at home?
Song Yuye was a little disappointed, half leaning against the door frame, trying to find a plumber by the light of the voice-activated light.The lights of the elevator and corridor were on, and the only one who lost power should be his own home.

The sound of the elevator door opening came, and she looked subconsciously.

Liu Mei frowned, and said in surprise: "It's you?"