After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

The matter of taking out the jewelry was a small episode. When they returned to the engagement ceremony, Duan Biqian seemed to have forgotten about it.

She shuttled among the crowd like a fish in water, enjoying everyone's blessings.

Tonight, Shen Zhixun was also ridiculously handsome. He was already good-looking, but he dressed up a little tonight and stood out among the many rich kids.

Mo Ran was a little tired after a busy day.

She found a quiet corner, picked up the Napoleon cake on the table, and ate it one bite at a time.

The cake was very sweet, but Mo Ran found it a bit bitter.

He obviously didn't want to look at the two figures not far away, but his eyes followed them unconsciously.

"These two people are quite a match."

Mo Ran smiled to himself and took another bite of cake.

Shen Zhixun is the president of the entertainment group, and Duan Biqian is the daughter of the TV station.

The two of them are naturally a perfect match.

There is only her, from beginning to end, a small role.

"Your boss is getting engaged, but you are hiding in a corner and feeling sad. Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Mo Ran looked up and saw that the person coming was Song Yuze.

Also, on a day like today, when all the rich people in City A are here, how could Song Yuze not come?

"Hello, Mr. Song." Mo Ran straightened up and spoke to Song Yuze in a serious official tone. "Master Song, what are you talking about? My boss is engaged, how can I feel uncomfortable? It's too late for me to be happy."

"Okay, don't pretend in front of me!" Song Yuze waved his hands angrily, picked up a glass of champagne, and drank it in one gulp in retaliation, "I ask you, did you intentionally notify Xue'er when she came to Feise last time? of?"

Seeing his angry look, Mo Ran raised his eyebrows.

This Song Yuze was not stupid either. He immediately guessed that it was Lu Xueer who she informed.

"I don't understand what Mr. Song is talking about."

Mo Ran blinked his eyes, looking innocent.

Naturally, she couldn't admit this kind of thing.

"You have the guts!" She refused to admit it, and Song Yuze had no evidence, so he just scolded: "Next time if you fall into my hands, I will never let you go!"

After saying these words, Song Yuze turned around and left angrily.

Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would have to deal with Song Yuze again tonight, but it seemed that he did not dare to cause trouble in Shen Zhixun's place.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she turned around and saw Shen Zhixun and Duan Biqian walking towards her direction.

Mo Ran frowned, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by someone.

"Mo Ran!"

Duan Biqian was the first to speak, and after walking over, she took Mo Ran's hand cordially. "Thank you so much for today. I never thought you could make my engagement ceremony so perfect in just one day."

She smiled gracefully and her eyes were filled with gratitude.

Mo Ran could only laugh along, "Ms. Duan, you're welcome. This is what I should do."

"Why is this what you should do?" Duan Biqian took out a check from his bag, "This is the reward I agreed with you before."

Mo Ran took it and found that 50 was actually written on it.

"Ms. Duan, I think you made a mistake. We said 30 before."

"Oh? Did I write it wrong?" Duan Biqian looked surprised, "It must be a mistake, but it doesn't matter. 30 and 50 are nothing to me, they are the same. Just accept it."

She looked unconcerned. For rich people like them, there is no difference between 30 and 50. It's just a matter of one package.

But Mo Ran didn't care, she would get as much as she said she wanted, and she wouldn't ask for a penny more.

"I will accept it first. After the engagement ceremony, I will transfer the remaining 20 to you."

"Since you are so serious, okay." Duan Biqian picked up a glass of red wine and handed it to Mo Ran, "Mo Ran, you haven't blessed us yet!"

Until now, Mo Ran has been treating Shen Zhixun like air, without even looking at him.

But after taking the red wine, she specifically raised her eyes to look at Shen Zhixun.

He was still expressionless, and there was no wave in his deep eyes.

Today was supposed to be a happy day, but Shen Zhixun acted extremely dull.

But after following him for five years, he seemed to have always been like this.

Mo Ran cleared his throat and said, "I wish the president and the future president's wife will get married as soon as possible, have a fat baby, and make Mrs. Shen happy!"

After saying that, she drank all the red wine in the glass as if to add to the fun.

Seeing her sincere look, Duan Biqian finally felt a little happy.

"Zhixun, your secretary is really good at talking."

Duan Biqian looked at Shen Zhixun with a smile, but saw that he didn't look at her, but instead his eyes were on Mo Ran.

The hand holding the wine glass tightened, Duan Biqian actually understood everything, but on the day of her engagement, she saw her fiancé looking at other women intently, how could she calm down?

"You are very good at talking." Shen Zhixun sneered and caught a glimpse of the white dust on Mo Ran's shoulder that came from nowhere. He raised his hand and brushed it casually a few times. "He's just too talkative sometimes."

Although the dust-dusting action was casual, Mo Ran felt inexplicable pressure.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. I won't bother you with such a small matter."

Mo Ran took a step back and distanced himself from Shen Zhixun.

With a frown on his face, he thought, Shen Zhixun must take care of Duan Biqian's emotions on this big day!What does it mean to leave it here to dust her?

"I quite like Mo Ran." Duan Biqian turned to Shen Zhixun and smiled, "Zhixun, why don't you give Mo Ran to me? Dad is about to hand over the work of the TV station to me, and I happen to be short of a secretary."

Mo Ran's heart tightened, Duan Biqian was kidding, right?

If he were to be her secretary, wouldn't it mean that the two of them would hate each other forever?

"What? We just got engaged and you want something from me?"

Shen Zhixun lowered his eyes and looked at Duan Biqian with an inexplicable expression.

With her heart pounding suddenly, Duan Biqian looked into Shen Zhixun's deep eyes and felt as if someone was strangling her neck, making it difficult to breathe.

After a long time, she drank the red wine and whispered: "I was just joking."

It seemed that Mo Ran's position in Shen Zhixun's heart was really unshakable.

"What are you talking about? Are you having such a good time?"

Old Mrs. Shen came over. She was wearing a red cheongsam tonight, and she looked radiant.

"Secretary Mo is here too? I heard that tonight's engagement party was organized by you?"

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Shen praised herself as soon as she came over. Mo Ran smiled and said, "Thank you, this is just what a secretary should do."

"Yeah, not bad." Mrs. Shen nodded, "I feel relieved that Zhixun has you as his secretary. By the way, does Secretary Mo have a boyfriend?"

"Grandma, Mo Ran doesn't have a partner yet. I'm planning to introduce one to her."

Duan Biqian answered, and her originally depressed mood suddenly improved.

"Mo Ran, I told you before that I would introduce it to you, do you still remember?"

Mrs. Shen and Duan Biqian's double attack, where can Mo Ran escape?He had no choice but to nod his head, "Remember."

"He is here tonight, I will introduce him to you!"

Duan Biqian looked around and found the man's figure, took Mo Ran's hand and walked over.

Mo Ran did not refuse and could not refuse.

Since this is what they want, why doesn't she grant it?