I like money, but God likes me

Su Yong, who is used to seeing big scenes, no longer has the novelty she felt at the beginning about the villa.

In addition, the decoration style of the fragments is relatively simple, and there is nothing interesting to look at.

The servant led her to her bedroom on the third floor and wanted to help her organize her clothes. Su Yue felt that there were many private things in the suitcase and didn't want others to touch it, so she refused.

The layout of the room looks like a fresh style, which is very different from the simple style outside. I think Shard has put a lot of effort into this room.

After she laid out her clothes and everything, she threw herself on the big bed to rest.

Oh, no wonder many people like to be taken care of. It feels really good to be taken care of.

Su Yue lay on the bed and simply turned on her phone and started playing games. Shard should still be at work at the moment, so she could only wait until the other party got off work in the evening to meet.

I hadn't played the game for a while when I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Thinking that the servant had something to do with her, she turned off her phone and got out of bed, went to the door and opened it. Unexpectedly, what caught her eye was not the figure of the servant, but the female president.

There was a light smile on the other person's face, his whole person softened a lot, and he looked very approachable.

"Aren't you at work?"

Don’t you have to go to work at this time?

The little screenwriter's words immediately dissipated some of her good mood, and even the smile on her face faded away.

"As the boss, can't I leave work early?"

Su Yue: "..."

This is the first time I have seen someone speak so confidently about being absent from work.

But what she said does make sense. She is the boss, and the boss has the greatest power. It's not a trivial matter to miss work.

"How is this room? If you think there's anything inappropriate, you can tell me."

She didn't know what style the other party liked. Anyway, the last time she went to the other party's house, although the little screenwriter's room was small, the furnishings had a relatively small and fresh feel, so she had someone make it like this. , I don’t know if she will like it.

"There's nothing inappropriate about it, I'm very satisfied."

Compared with the place where she lived before, this place was obviously much more comfortable. There was no comparison at all.

She felt that it was not appropriate to stand at the door and talk like this, so she took the initiative to invite people into the bedroom to continue chatting. Shard agreed directly without any pause. It seemed that he had been waiting for her words.

Su Yue chuckled secretly in her heart, only thinking that the other party was cute like this.

"Anyway, thank you to President Yan for taking time out of work to come back to see me despite his busy schedule."

Shard slightly raised his eyes to look at her, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke:

"In this case, shouldn't there be some substantial reward?"

Su Yue reluctantly leaned forward and kissed the other person on the lips.

The other party raised the corners of his lips again, with no intention of hiding his good mood.

"Don't call me President Yan anymore, call me by my name."

Su Yue nodded, then tentatively removed the last name from the other person's name and shouted.

"Lianqing?"

The female president was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect her to shout like that, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

"Chang Shang."

She also called her a name that sounded more intimate, as if this would make the relationship between them much closer.

Yan Lianqing knew that it was abnormal for her to be like this. This symptom started from the first moment she saw the other person.

She didn't know why this happened, and she didn't want to know the reason. The other person was like an addictive poison. She couldn't control herself to get close to him, and she couldn't even suppress her thoughts.

Since she couldn't control it, it was better to obey and indulge. She didn't believe that she couldn't even keep him as a person.