Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"Ahem." Jian Xiaoan coughed lightly and said hurriedly, "Baiyun, I have a late shift tonight and can't leave. Can I treat you to dinner another day?"

Jian Xiaoan looked at Mo Baiyun helplessly. She could not lie and tried her best to hide her guilty conscience.

Mo Baiyun refused to give in. He rubbed her face with both hands, frowned, and pouted, saying, "Our Xiao An is not clean anymore. Tell me the truth, is she going to accompany a bitch..."

Jian Xiaoan: “…”

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The two of them were fighting in the classroom...

On the other side, M Core Technology Base.

The company officially received a notice that Fu Nanchen was returning today, and Vice President Chen Sen and some senior executives were already on the first floor to greet him.

In the huge reception hall on the first floor, the four big characters "M·Core Technology" are strikingly visible.

A man in a high-end custom-made black suit came into view, his tall and straight trousers highlighting his tall and straight figure.

He had short black hair that was neatly arranged, delicate and perfect facial features, a pair of black eyes that looked straight ahead, and a deep rut under his eyes that extended to the end of his eyes.

Fu Nanchen pursed his lips tightly, no joy visible on his face, but the scar at the end of his eyebrow revealed a coldness. The air around him froze for a moment, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

"Hello, Mr. Fu." Everyone nodded in greeting.

Fu Nanchen nodded, and without stopping for too long, he walked straight towards the president's special elevator.

Entering the elevator together were the butler Feng Yue and the deputy general manager Chen Sen.

The elevator goes directly to the 28th floor. Feng Yue opens the president's office. The decoration style is simple and clear modern. There is a large area of ​​green in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the scenery is beautiful.

Exactly the same as when he left two years ago.

Fu Nanchen and Chen Sen entered together, and they were the only two people left in the office.

"Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for two years. I miss you."

Chen Sen smiled, held his wrist with one hand and patted his shoulder with the other.

He was almost the only one who dared to joke with Fu Nanchen like this.

The two have been childhood friends, both have excellent academic performance. After graduation, they have been working in the Fu Group and have reached their current positions based on their abilities.

Fu Nanchen pinched his shoulder as usual, raised his lips and raised his eyebrows at him.

"How was the investigation of yesterday's car accident going?"

Fu Nanchen leaned against the side of the desk as he spoke, reached out for the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Huh..." He blew a puff of white smoke at Chen Sen, and his slender fingers fiddled with the lighter casually.

Chen Sen waved at the smoke in front of him and looked at Fu Nanchen through the smoke. "The car was abandoned in the suburbs. It has no license plate. The cameras along the way rarely capture its face. It must have been spotted beforehand."

Chen Sen walked up to him as he spoke, lit a cigarette and took a puff, then looked up at him with narrowed eyes, "Who did you offend?"

Hearing this, Fu Nanchen rubbed his index finger across the scar at the end of his eyebrow, frowning, "Someone must want to kill me!"

After he finished speaking, he took another puff of cigarette and blew it out slowly. The smoke covered half of his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the hazy smoke.

After a pause, he said, "It's very similar to the car accident ten years ago."

It was the same thing ten years ago. He was looking for Yueyue in the suburbs of the northern city thousands of miles away. It was around 9 o'clock in the evening. When the taxi passed a lake, a large truck accelerated and hit it from the side.

He and the driver were knocked into the lake along with their car.

He was only 13 years old, sitting alone in the back seat without a seat belt. The huge impact caused him to crash against the roof of the car. Before he had time to struggle, the lake water had already poured in through the broken glass windows.

He only heard the driver shouting loudly. There were very few people and cars passing by at that time. He only felt the cold lake water pouring into his mouth and nose, and he was unable to call for help.

Soon, a voice was heard patting him and giving him artificial respiration.

It turned out to be Wang Dabao, whose parents were divorced and he lived with his grandmother. He happened to be strolling nearby that day and actually saved him and the driver.

After Wang Dabao's grandmother passed away, he came to Jiangcheng and followed Fu Nanchen until today.

Thinking of this, Fu Nanchen put down the lighter in his hand, walked up to Chen Sen, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I remember that man's eyes."

Chen Sen listened to his words and put out the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray. "Your father treats you very well, and your two brothers are still minors. Who would want to kill you?"

He crossed his arms and tilted his head to look at Fu Nanchen, "What's wrong with your eyebrows?"

"It's okay." Fu Nanchen scratched the scar with his fingernails. "At that time, my father took over the group, but my uncle disagreed. He thought he should take over."

He took a long puff of the cigarette, exhaled slowly, and extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette butt. "No one else dares to say anything about the old man's decision."

"Let's go and have a meeting first." Fu Nanchen straightened his suit, picked up his phone and opened WeChat.

The friend request was not even approved, and he muttered quietly, "This little liar."

"Who?" Chen Sen heard him talking and looked at his phone screen. "Brother Chen, you actually started using WeChat. What's going on? Do you have a girlfriend? Add me now."

After saying that, she took out her phone, opened WeChat, and smiled at him maliciously, "Is the iron tree blooming?"

"Get out! Tell me how you are? You got engaged just after I left?" Fu Nanchen said.

"I am just a rag collector. The eldest daughter of the Luo family is a shrew. I try to avoid her now." Chen Sen said with disdain, "I will find a way to cancel this marriage."

Fu Nanchen snorted coldly, "You can't even handle this, what a waste of your reputation."

"The old man asked me to go back in the evening, and this time I have to do something." Chen Sen has never been an obedient person.

"Let's go to the meeting." Fu Nanchen turned off the screen of his mobile phone, his brows sank, and he said, "Let's go."

"Tsk." Chen Sen curled his lips and followed him out.

Outside the office, Feng Yue had already sorted out the meeting materials and was waiting. There were many things that needed to be dealt with today, and the meeting lasted from morning until after three in the afternoon.

During this period, Chen Sendu caught him constantly looking at his mobile phone and looking anxious.

When the class was about to end, Jian Xiaoan received another friend message on her phone:

Jian Xiaoan's man [Looking for a fight? ]

Only then did she remember that she had forgotten to accept Fu Nanchen's friend request in the afternoon.

Then a WeChat message came:

Jian Xiaoan's man [Jian Xiaoan + an angry expression pack]

This WeChat name is really shit... What a shitty man, Jian Xiaoan cursed inwardly as she looked at the phone screen.

Even through the screen, Jian Xiaoan could feel the man opposite her getting angry.

Fu Nanchen was really anxious. If he hadn't had a lot of things to deal with, he would have rushed over by now.

There was still an hour left before the meeting ended. He entrusted Chen Sen to continue the meeting, while he, Feng Yue and Wang Dabao left first.

During this period, Jian Xiaoan also received a message from Beizhe.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Jian Xiaoan finally got rid of Mo Baiyun and rushed to the school gate.

Beizhe had been waiting early. He was holding an exquisite handbag in his hand. He was about 178 cm tall, wearing a shirt and trousers, with simple short hair and a pair of black-framed glasses. He looked clean and handsome.

Since childhood, I have always been the "other people's child" in the eyes of my parents and the object of admiration of many girls.

In the morning, he had learned the contents of the letter from Teacher Niu Dun: Jian Xiaoan was being kept.

Impossible, he simply didn't believe it. Jian Xiaoan was either attending classes or working. No way, how could his Xiaoan be kept by someone?

"Xiao An, here."

......

On the roadside, Zhang Shufen and Jian Hao were waiting for Jian Xiaoan to finish school, and there was a rope on the passenger seat.

"Look, what are Jian Xiaoan and a man doing?"

Jian Hao opened the car window and squinted his eyes to look out. "It turned out to be that teacher Beizhe."

Wang Shufen also leaned over to the car window and looked over. "Beizhe? Is he the man who always takes her home?"

"Hehe, I think Jian Xiaoan doesn't know what he did behind her back." Jian Hao raised the corner of his mouth and said with ill intention.

"Mom, let's go home. I know how to make her behave." Jian Hao said as he closed the car window.

After saying that, he drove away...