The little wife of the cold-faced boss

Special Assistant Han hung up the phone with a look of unrequited love on his face.

He walked to the tea room and heard two male colleagues chatting in the tea room as if no one else was there.

"Han Special Assistant is blessed now, to have a beautiful woman like Miss Yang accompany her to work."

"I see, it's Ms. Yang who is posting to Special Assistant Han. Otherwise, the two of them can work so late before leaving get off work?" "I heard that Ms. Yang is pregnant."

"What's the matter if you're pregnant? It's not like you can win anyone you want. The most important thing is that Miss Yang is really beautiful."

Special assistant Han was standing in the tea room, and when he heard the chat inside, his face turned dark.

Boss, are you hurting me?
The boat of friendship between Ms. Yang and I is very pure, big boss, when will you come back?
When these two unlucky male colleagues who gossip came out, they turned pale with fright when they saw Special Assistant Han, and left in a hurry.

When Special Assistant Han thought of these things, his head ached.

Just at this time, Yang Zao walked in and saw his painful face.

"Han Special Assistant, are you uncomfortable?"

"My head hurts a little."

"I'll press it for you."

Before Special Assistant Han agreed, Yang Zao had already stretched out his claws.

Comfortable, really comfortable.

Special assistant Han forgot about the pain in his head, closed his eyes slightly, and enjoyed Yang Zao's massage.

After a while, he felt no pain in his head, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Han Special Assistant, you don't stay up late in the future, you are prone to sudden death."

When Yang Zao said this, he was very serious.

As Special Assistant Han was about to get up, Yang Zao hurriedly stopped him, "Wait for 5 minutes."

He looked surprised, not understanding why Yang Zao said that.

"Haven't the needles on your head come off yet?"

Special assistant Han didn't expect that Yang Zao would give him acupuncture, why didn't he see it?

His headache disappeared and he returned to work.

"Master Nangong's group company needs tailoring, I'll take you there tomorrow?" After passing Yang Zao's silver needle, Special Assistant Han didn't reject going out with Yang Zao.

"I dont go."

She didn't want to see the eldest son of the Nangong family, that man treated her so well that she couldn't bear it.

Although she didn't like being with Nangong Ling too much, it was quite interesting that that guy still quarreled with her every day.

"This is arranged by the big boss, you have to go if you don't."

Special Assistant Han had no choice but to use the big boss to suppress him.

Yang Zao didn't expect Han Tezhu to use the big boss to pressure her, she rolled her eyes, and asked casually, "Is the big boss going?"

"Of course I did." Assistant Han blurted out without thinking.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had been tricked by Yang Zao.

Yang Zao is a smart woman, and Special Assistant Han has worked with her during this time, so he knows her too well.

Han Tezhu pretended to be beaten on the head in anger and rolled his eyes at Yang Zao.

"Can you bring your family?" Yang Zao's meaning was obvious.

"can."

Yang Zao heard this, with a joyful expression on his face, and he walked out much more briskly than usual.

Special Assistant Han had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that Yang Zao was different from other women.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he shook his head slightly.

Can the big boss meet anyone casually?
Then it is not called the big boss.

What Yang Zao didn't expect was that she took these few steps that her relatives didn't recognize, and made people start a fuss.

Qiao Wan'er soon received a video from her colleague's eyeliner. She looked at Yang Zao's happy face, and wished she could crush her to death.

You wait for me, there is something for you to see!

Yang Zao returned to the villa and found that Nangong Ling hadn't come back yet, feeling very strange.

In the past, he was basically in the villa, playing games every time he came back, the room was tidy and the meals were prepared in the kitchen.

The two are like ordinary couples, sitting down to eat, and after the meal, each is busy with their own affairs.

Just when Yang Zao was in a daze, Nangong Ling opened the door, with surprise in his voice, "Yo, you're back?"

Yang Zao deliberately asked with a tight face, "Why did you go?"

Nangong Ling looked at his empty hands, so he smiled awkwardly, "I'm going to help a friend with some work."

Yang Zao smelled lime on him, so it seemed that he was telling the truth.

She took out a wad of money from her wallet, thought about it, and put back half of it, "You spend the money first." Nangong Ling was taken aback, never dreaming that she would spend other people's money.

He didn't know how to spend so much money, so he was stunned for a while, so he had to take it.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to Nangong's family's group tailoring, why don't you accompany me?" Yang Zao smiled and proposed this small condition when he saw that Nangong Ling had accepted the money.

Regarding the tailoring made by the young master of the Nangong family, Nangong Ling knew a long time ago that he didn't plan to go, and there were more important things to do.

But now that Yang Zao invites him again, he can't refuse.

"You asked me to be your husband because you were afraid that the young master of the Nangong family would entangle you. When the time comes, give the young master of the Nangong family a wave of dog food, and he won't dare to think of you again."

Yang Zao's eyes lit up, he really didn't expect Nangong Ling to be so smart.

Maybe she forgot one thing, the descendants of the Nangong family carefully select people with high EQ and IQ to marry.

The next day, Yang Zao dressed up a bit, and put his hair up high, revealing a smooth and smart forehead.

She was wearing a white dress today, and she was spotlessly clean.

And Nangong Ling also changed the original clothes, a high imitation white suit, a straight back, and a very high rate of return.

Yang Zao took Nangong Ling's arm and came to Special Assistant Han, "Boss, this is my husband Ling Feng." Special Assistant Han trembled in fright, but soon returned to normal.

"Hello, I'm Special Assistant Han." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and shook it gently with the man across from him.

He wore sunglasses over his eyes, not to mention a mask.

Yang Zao hurriedly explained, "My husband has a cold, and he was afraid of infecting you, so he wore a mask."

Special Assistant Han nodded slightly, and said stiffly, "It's okay."

He regained his capable expression and led the two of them to the stage.

Many people from Nangong's family have come, but none of them came to the stage.

Yang Zao was slightly surprised when he saw that the second lady was already sitting next to a table, and the eldest son of the Nangong family was also whispering to the second lady.

She glanced at Nangong Ling beside her, but couldn't see his happiness or anger.

Yang Zao asked in a low voice, "I feel that the relationship between your elder brother and your mother is better than that with you?"

Nangong Ling also bit Yang Zao's ear nonchalantly and said, "It's been like this since as long as I can remember."

"Could it be that the second lady is not your own mother?" Yang Zao teased Nangong Ling jokingly.

After she finished speaking, a smirk appeared on her face.

When Nangong Ling heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He had never thought about this before, so he also smiled and turned back, "If you have the ability, go and ask?"

After hearing this, Yang Zao really left Nangong Ling behind and walked over.

Originally, Yang Zao and Nangong Ling whispered to each other, making outsiders look very affectionate.

Although the eldest son of the Nangong family was chatting with the second wife, he still glanced at Yang Zao from time to time.

"Hello, Second Madam." Yang Zao greeted the two of them first, "Hello, Young Master Nangong."