The vicious female supporting role is being protected by the villain boss

Shen Qiqi was like a piece of white moonlight, shining in front of him.

Tan Moting patted his knee. Shen Qiqi was confused. Could it be that he wanted me to sit on it?

Before the doubts in her heart were dissipated, Tan Moting reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.

He put one hand around her waist, and the other hand wandered around her body, touching the softest spot. Shen Qiqi was so surprised that she wanted to scream.

"Tan Moting, you are becoming more and more of an asshole!" Shen Qiqi complained in a low voice. In fact, it was not that he suddenly became like this, but during these days, he had made her feel that he was an asshole.

When they were at the company, the two of them had just finished lunch in the lounge. Shen Qiqi was leaning on the sofa and taking the time to report. If she didn't understand something, she asked Tan Moting. At this time, he could move his hands up and down her body.

He is becoming a jerk day by day, and Shen Qiqi is accepting it bit by bit.

Until now, she felt that she had been tricked by Tan Moting and played around by this gangster.

At this moment, the gangster shamelessly opened the thin shoulder straps of her pajamas and buried his head on her chest. She pushed him with all her strength and hit his back with her fists like hitting cotton.

Slowly, Shen Qiqi also sank in. He didn't know what time it would be before he took her with him.

That night. They didn't work until very late. They both woke up early the next morning because they had something on their minds.

The two looked at each other, and Tan Moting said: "I'm getting up because I have a cross-border video conference to hold. You can sleep a little longer."

Shen Qiqi shook his head: "I can't sleep anymore. I'm going to attend the charity dinner today, and there are many things I haven't prepared yet. It's all because of your insistence on messing around last night..."

Tan Moting turned over and pressed her down, bit her ear and said, "If I do it again now, it would be really nonsense."

Shen Qiqi pushed him away with both hands. She blushed heavily and said angrily: "Tan Moting, you are getting more and more shameless."

Tan Moting laughed loudly, then kissed her face and got out of bed.

Shen Qiqi was ashamed and angry, so she simply pulled the quilt over her head and slept for another half an hour before getting up.

The Wang family's Chinese Valentine's Day dinner was very grand. After the guests had lunch, the event officially started and lasted until nine o'clock in the evening.

Tan Moting and Shen Qiqi had to arrive before eleven o'clock, so today was a busy morning.

Shen Qiqi packed herself up and helped Tan Moting iron his suit. This suit was made by her from the inside out, including the buttons.

I spent all my time last night messing around. I didn't know if this suit would fit me, so I just waited for Tan Moting to finish his work and try it on himself.

Because it was Chinese Valentine's Day, in order to cater to the festive atmosphere, Shen Qiqi attended the charity event wearing something she had made by herself, a white puff-sleeved shirt, a red and gold magpie bridge horse-faced skirt, and a pair of flat embroidered shoes.

It is worth mentioning that the shirt on Shen Qiqi and Tan Moting's shirt are made of the same silk fabric.

The silk shirt she was wearing also had a small V-neck without a lapel, but Tan Moting's shirt had a lapel.

Silk fabric is very soft and cannot be used as a lapel because it cannot support the edges. However, Tan Moting's shirt has a beautiful lapel and is made of skin-friendly silk fabric.

For this reason, Shen Qiqi thoughtfully did the splicing. The collar and cuffs of this shirt are made of high-quality Xinjiang cotton, and the main part is made of comfortable silk fabric.

The splicing of cotton and silk is a test of skill. The splicing is sewn with seven or seven stitches, and the stitches are buried inside without piercing the skin at all.

And because this suit was a Chinese Valentine's Day gift, Shen Qiqi had Tan Moting's initials TMT embroidered with silk thread of the same color on the collar of the suit jacket and the pockets of the trousers.

It can be said that this suit is the only one.

After putting on the shirt and suit, they unexpectedly fit. Shen Qiqi didn't prepare a Valentine's Day gift, so she told Tan Moting the little thought she put into the suit.

"This suit looks good and is easy to wear. It's the only one in the world. It's my Valentine's Day gift to you." Shen Qiqi secretly prayed that Tan Moting would be satisfied.

During this period of time, she was learning to read reports, but she was really busy and had no time to prepare gifts.

Besides, Tan Moting lacks nothing.

Unexpectedly, Tan Moting was very satisfied, more satisfied than she imagined.

"That's good." Shen Qiqi looked at the time and saw that it was time to set off.

Today she was dressed very eye-catchingly, with a white shirt and a horse-faced skirt. In order to match her clothes, the stylist gave her a typical Ming Dynasty married woman's hairstyle, revealing her round and full forehead.

She was wearing a gold hairpin and a jade hairpin just right on her head. Shen Qiqi was not very young. In order to highlight her youthful beauty, the designer tied a long red silk to the main bun on the back of her head, hanging down to her waist. It makes her figure even more graceful.

Tan Moting was very interested in Shen Qiqi's makeup. He couldn't help but praise: "It must be my wife, and her beauty has reached a new level."

Shen Qiqi ignored his teasing and brought up the matter of being the spokesperson for the charity gala. Tan Moting thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to think about this. I'll help you reject Wang Xun's mother."

Tan Moting didn't want to be superstitious, but he thought of Mr. Xue saying that Shen Qiqiba was weak and it would be bad if she was given so many titles and the burden would be too heavy. If he hadn't been concerned about this illusory numerology theory, Tan Moting would have given his shares to Shen Qiqi long ago.

Not only did he want to teach her her true skills, but he also wanted to give her enough capital.

Later, Tan Moting gave half of the shares of the Tan Chaebol to Shen Qiqi, and Shen Qiqi became the largest shareholder of the Tan Chaebol, but this is a story for another day.

Now, Feng Junlin drives Mr. Tan and Mr. Shen to the Wang family for a meeting.

After arriving, Tan Moting told Feng Junlin: "Follow Qiqi and take good care of her."

Feng Junlin said seriously: "Yes, I will take good care of Mr. Shen."

When Feng Junlin calls Shen Qiqi "Mr. Shen," Tan Moting feels fresh every time he hears it. He understands that this is Feng Junlin's recognition of Shen Qiqi's abilities.

After entering the Wang family courtyard, Shen Qiqi and Tan Moting were separated. Mrs. Wang arranged the banquet process, but Feng Junlin followed Shen Qiqi.

Shen Qiqi asked: "The car rear-ended yesterday, are you okay?"

Feng Junlin said: "It's okay. The car has been sent for maintenance. You can pick it up in about half a month. Are you still used to riding in the car now?"

The original one was a Mercedes-Benz, and now this one is a Maybach.

Shen Qiqi smiled and said, "I can do it. The main thing is you. You are the driver. You just need to get used to it."

Shen Qiqi knew that there were many people at the banquet and Tan Moting asked Feng Junlin to follow her for fear of accidents, but she was always worried that Feng Junlin would not be used to it.

Feng Junlin saw the apology on Shen Qiqi's face and said proactively: "Mr. Shen, I don't care, but I won't stay three meters away from you."

Feng Junlin has seen extremely cruel infighting among wealthy families, frame-ups and kidnappings, accidents, and countless other things.

Even though this is an era of rule of law, it is still very easy for a person to die quietly. There are many people in this world who work hard for money, but if a person wants to live a life worse than death, he has to put in some effort.

Recently, a comrade of Feng Junlin worked as a bodyguard for a wealthy family in Hong Kong. For his employer, he drove and killed his employer's sworn enemy. He was arrested. His friend may face a life sentence. No matter how the car accident is investigated, it is an accident. Then The employer will not be implicated.

Thinking of these dirty things in a wealthy family, Feng Junlin became extremely vigilant. Nothing could happen to Shen Qiqi. Feng Junlin was sure that if something happened to her, Tan Moting would not have the courage to face his future life.

How can a person who has received light and love endure darkness and loneliness?

Therefore, Feng Junlin's eyes followed Shen Qiqi closely.

Shen Qiqi followed the servant's instructions and entered the restaurant. The first person she met turned out to be Shen Wei.

Shen Wei's boyfriend is Han Zilong, a well-known financier, so Shen Wei was invited, and the two attended together. On the surface, the protagonist was Shen Wei, but in fact, the protagonist was still Han Zilong.

After Shen Wei and Shen Qiqi met, they hugged each other happily.

"You look so good and eye-catching today. Qiqi, you are really here to celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day." Shen Wei said with a smile.

Isn't that right? Qiqi didn't recognize many of the guests. Some of the faces were familiar but could not be called by their names. Without exception, they were all dressed in gorgeous clothes. Shen Qiqi's horse-faced skirt suit was particularly special among all the evening dresses. protrude.

Shen Qiqi looked for her name tag, and sure enough, she found her name on the main table. There were two name tags next to her name tag. One was Feng Xiuyun, Mrs. Wang's real name, and the other was Feng Xiuzhu, the famous name. Women entrepreneurs.

Shen Qiqi stood in front of her name tag, trembling. She was thinking about how to deal with being sandwiched between two female bosses.