Fast Travel: Playing like a baby in the arms of a paranoid boss

Chapter 832 Be a Pillow for the Insomniac President 39
Secretary Zhang has been with Yuan Chenghuai for almost three years, and she is considered an old man. She personally sent a stack of documents to the office. Because Mr. Yuan asked for it in a hurry, she didn't think about it. Knock rules.

At the moment when the door was pushed open, Secretary Zhang saw an extremely breathtaking scene. Her blood seemed to be frozen, and she met Mr. Yuan's extremely frightening and uncomfortable feeling of being disturbed. Cold eyes.

So she hurriedly withdrew, Secretary Zhang felt that something was wrong, she might be fired by President Yuan.

The time went back to the moment when Secretary Zhang pushed open the office door, and what she saw was that, on weekdays, he was rigid and serious, and the shirt inside the suit had to be buttoned to the top. Mr. Yuan, who was the representative of the ascetic department, was beaten by a The strange woman was crushed under him.

Mr. Yuan held the woman's waist with his hand up. His face was a little red. The suit, which was so neat and orderly on weekdays that there was no wrinkle, had been rubbed into a mess. How many pieces have been untied.

In the small group within the company, someone quickly came forward and broke the news anonymously.

Anonymous: You don't know, Mr. Yuan suddenly left the meeting room and went downstairs to pick up a woman...

There are also a few photos attached below, but the quality looks very blurry, and the angle looks awkward.

The faces of the two people were not clearly photographed, but the suit was obviously worn by Mr. Yuan to the company today.

Secretary Zhang saw the news in the group, she moved her fingertips, and finally couldn't hold back and joined the team that broke the news.

Anonymous: I just saw Mr. Yuan kissing that woman...

Anonymous: Damn it!
Anonymous: Damn +10086+ ID number.

All the divers on weekdays were blasted out, and in the office, Qiao Luoluo, who was riding on Yuan Chenghuai's waist, had a cunning look in his eyes.

She looked down at Yuan Chenghuai's handsome face no matter how many times she read it, and was still amazed, and indulged in it, her fingers carelessly touched the man's face, with a flirtatious taste.

"Mr. Yuan, it seems that the news of your marriage will soon be hidden."

After a moment of silence, Yuan Chenghuai grabbed her hand helplessly, put it on her thin lips, and kissed her lightly, "I didn't intend to hide it."

It was Qiao Luoluo who said that she wanted to keep it secret, so she didn't reveal a word to the outside world.

Qiao Luoluo seemed to be very dull, and only when she remembered this matter, she pursed her lips, "If you can't hide it, then forget it, anyway, I'm not the one who suffers."

Marrying Yuan Chenghuai, no matter how you look at it, she took advantage of it.

Yuan Chenghuai's breath was a little flustered, he was hanging by Qiao Luoluo, "Should we continue?"

"Of course we have to continue!" Qiao Luo couldn't help but leaned over and bit Yuan Chenghuai's Adam's apple in revenge.

Suddenly, a few eager and imaginative voices came from the serious office, and it returned to calm after a while.

Rumors abounded in the company. Yuan Chenghuai embraced Qiao Luoluo who had fallen into a deep sleep with his coat on. He moved his fingers and took a photo of the two people's hands clasped together, and then sent it to the company's large group.

"It's not a lover, it's a wife. No one is allowed to talk about it. If I find someone gossiping behind my back and spreading rumors, then please pack up and leave Yuan."

(End of this chapter)