Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Meng Qingning blinked.

Hearing Wei Jue say again: "Although I'm poor now, give me time, one year."

"One year?"

In his memory, he still needs at least two to three years.

"One year." Wei Jue's eyes were firm, "One year is enough."

When the time comes, she can afford whatever she wants.

He will make her a noble person in both her husband's family and her mother's family. She is a little princess who should be pampered.

Rather than like in the previous life...

He was treated as a stepping stone, and was thrown off the cliff by extremely despicable means after stepping on it.

Thinking of what the two of them did in the previous life, Wei Jue's eyes turned cold.

Whether it was the last life or this life, he would have to pay the price for those two people who hurt her.

No matter how Meng Qingning calculated, she still felt that it was outrageous.

How will he make money in a year?

Work hard in the early stage, no matter how capable you are, it will take a certain amount of time to accumulate and settle.

And now he seems to be just getting started.

However, there was one thing that went beyond Meng Qingning's expectations.

It was Wei Jue who won the bid at the bidding conference. She later asked Abin to ask about it, and the news she got was that Wei Jue had paid all the money in his personal account.

That amount is not a small sum.

Thinking of this, she asked directly: "Why did you fight for that bid?"

Wei Jue didn't seem surprised.

"If you want to fight, you can fight."

"I don't think you want to do that project outside of the company's specialty."

Wei Jue didn't shy away from it, and looked directly into her eyes.

"Then what do you think I fought for?"

"It can't be to vent my anger, can it?"

The bid to Fu Jingze was of great use to him, but when it was in Wei Jue's hands, he said that the price he paid was completely at a loss.

As soon as the words finished, Wei Jue stretched out his hand coldly and pinched her tender earlobe.

"If I say yes, what reward are you going to give me?"

"Why is there a reward?" Meng Qingning stared at him with beautiful eyes: "Didn't you do it voluntarily?"

"Little guy with no conscience." Wei Jue withdrew his hand and said seriously: "Just kidding, I have wanted to do that project for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity. This time, I happen to have this project. will go."

"After all, it's for yourself, stinky man."

Meng Qingning withdrew her hand and pushed him away.

Wei Jue was pushed back two steps by her, but after standing still, he didn't move forward, instead he said: "It's agreed, give me a year, but I'll be very busy next time."

"Then what?" Meng Qingning asked indifferently while holding the mouse in his hand.

"You have to be good."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning paused for a moment while holding the mouse's messy hand.

"Don't say those annoying things anymore, I've never heard what I said before, so I'm not allowed to say it again, huh?"

He seemed to be discussing with her, speaking softly, which didn't match his cold appearance.

Meng Qingning pursed her lips, her eyes were a little erratic, seeing that he was staring at her all the time, she could only say: "Got it, I'm long-winded."

The latter sentence was full of coquettishness, which softened Wei's determination, and he couldn't help but put his hand on the back of her head, and stroked it gently.

I always feel that his movements are like smoothing the hair, with a sense of comfort.

Just when Meng Qingning wanted to look at him and asked him how long he wanted to touch, Wei Jue withdrew his hand and started working.

He said he was busy, and he was really busy.

After getting into work, Wei Jue concentrated his attention, while Meng Qingning, who was usually in control, was also troubled by this dense pile of documents today.

She didn't quarrel with Wei Jue again.

Maybe what he said helped, or maybe it was because she was serious about learning something.

Once you get serious and busy, time always flies by.

Meng Qingning had almost finished sorting out the documents, when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.

She regained her senses, and when she looked up, she found that it was Wei Jue.

He carried the bag in his hand, "Lunch break, eat."

"Ah, it's already noon?"

Meng Qingning was taken aback, she didn't expect that she would sit here for several hours, not even knowing when the time was up.

She raised her hand and found that her shoulders were so sore that it was difficult to move.

Wei Jue noticed her abnormality almost at a glance, put his hand on her shoulder, and squeezed her gently.

After a while, Meng Qingning felt that her sore shoulders softened a lot.

"Next time you sit for an hour, get up and move around."

Meng Qingning got up and looked at Wei Jue, who was taking out the food and putting it on the table.

She felt that Wei Jue had been sitting all morning, why is his shoulder fine?

Meng Qingning walked towards him while moving her shoulders.

As soon as they walked in, there was a knock on the office door, and the two looked up at the same time.

Jiang Yueyue poked her head in.

"Wei Jue, miss, are you ready for lunch?"

After asking, without waiting for the two of them to answer, she opened the door and walked in, looking at the things on the table as if no one else was there.

"Are you adding lunch at noon? Just in time, I also made a few more dishes when I went out in the morning. I really can't finish it all by myself, so I want to come and share with you."

Jiang Yueyue opened the food box, took out the contents and placed them on the table.

In an instant, the table was full.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Jiang Yueyue couldn't help closing her eyes: "What's wrong?"

Meng Qingning raised her lips: "It's nothing, it's just that it's hard for you to get up so early to cook, right?"

"It's not hard, I've been like this since I was a child, and I'm used to it." Jiang Yueyue looked at Wei Jue: "The same goes for Wei Jue's family, and so does his mother."

"What are you talking about? Eat."

Jiang Yueyue pushed her share of rice to Wei Jue.

"Wei Jue, you should eat this. Your stomach is not very good. This rice is softer. It is better for your stomach."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yueyue took his share, which can be said to be very considerate.

"Also, I stewed old hen soup, you will drink more later."

Wei Jue glanced at the rice in front of him, and said calmly: "Since you made it yourself, you can keep it for yourself."

"It's okay, I like harder rice." After speaking, Jiang Yueyue was afraid that Wei Jue would take it back and exchange it with her, so she quickly took a bite and said, "I've already eaten it, do you want to exchange it now? "

"..."

Wei Jue looked at her for a while, then looked away, and suddenly looked at Meng Qingning.

"Ningning."

Meng Qingning, who was suddenly named: "?"

"Do you like soft rice?"

Meng Qingning: "??"

Soft rice?

She pursed her lips and looked at him with indescribable eyes.

But seeing that he cooperated with her in acting in the morning, she still raised her eyebrows, "You don't like to eat soft food?"

Wei Jue shook his head.

"That's a coincidence, I don't like to eat soft rice either."

After saying that, Meng Qingning opened her lunch box and pushed it in front of him, "Why don't we share it together?"