Evil president, forced love

During dinner, Xiaomei was unusually attentive to Tang Jun and pushed all the dishes in front of him.

An Ran sat across from her, looking at her with eyes!

Jin Feng, on the other hand, ate without talking.

"Mr. Tang, eat quickly, but don't disappoint Xiaomei's good intentions!"

An Ran pursed her lips towards him, showing a kind smile.

"Yes, Mr. Tang, I did this by myself, and it took a long time." Xiaomei echoed.

An Ran held chopsticks in her hand and looked at Tang Jun leisurely.

She knew that Tang Jun was very particular about the tableware, he would not even touch the tableware used by others.

"Ahem..." Tang Jun coughed forcefully twice, and turned his gaze towards Jin Feng.

Jin Feng understood immediately, and smiled at Xiaomei, "Xiaomei, can you go make me a pot of tea? I'm a little thirsty."

have a look!He wants to pick up a girl, and even asks his subordinates to wipe his ass!

Fortunately, he is still the dignified third master of the capital, so he is not afraid of being laughed at if he speaks out!

"I'll go." An Ran smiled kindly at Jin Feng, then got up.

When he left, he did not forget to pat Xiaomei on the shoulder, "Xiaomei, if you don't eat this dish, it will be cold."

"Ah?! Yes! Mr. Tang, hurry up and eat!"

As Xiaomei said, she enthusiastically added vegetables to Tang Jun's bowl, and looked at him eagerly.

"Well, Miss Xiaomei, can you help me get some more fruit?" Jin Feng said again.

"Why, do you want to eat fruit again?!" An Ran put the tea on the table and looked at Tang Jun leisurely.

"Enough!" Tang Jun's face was livid, he slapped the table with his big hand, got up and strode away.

An Ran looked at Tang Jun's leaving back, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and got angry after only a few moments, without meaning at all.

Xiao Mei looked at An Ran with a hurt face, "Assistant An, is it because my cooking is not tasty?"

"It's not that it tastes bad, it's that it doesn't suit Mr. Tang's appetite." An Ran made up a reason.

After eating and drinking enough, An Ran went back to her room to rest, and when she woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

She opened the curtain and looked outside, but there was no sign of Tang Jun outside.

"He's not sleeping in the car again."

An Ran muttered something in a low voice, and pushed the door open first.

As soon as she went out, she ran into Jin Feng who was in a hurry, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"The third master has a headache, and now he has not eaten for another day. I will go to the city to buy some things for the third master." Jin Feng explained.

"I remember, he didn't suffer from headaches before, why does he have such a problem now?"

An Ran wanted to ask a long time ago.

"It's a long story...it was three years ago..."

"Jin Feng!" A cold voice came over suddenly.

Jin Feng shuddered, and immediately changed his words, "Madam, I'll go to work first."

An Ran stood where she was, and looked at Tang Jun suspiciously. Could it be that Tang Jun's headache had something to do with her?

Three years ago, there were still too many mysteries that she could not figure out.

If what Tang Jun said is true, then how did Shangguan Lie die, who was using her, and what was the truth? !

She was thinking wildly when a big hand suddenly pressed down on her head.