100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

San An Headquarters·CEO's Office

"Xiao Chuyu, this is your phone, wait for me here.

This is the remote control. If you are bored, you can turn on the movie and TV function and watch what you want.

If you are tired, go to the lounge inside and take a nap. I will accompany you back to Jiangcheng in the evening."

After Qi Jinan finished lunch with Zhao Chuyu, he took her to his company and placed her in his office.

As she spoke, she took out a well-set up white cell phone and placed it in her palm. She also placed a small, square black remote control on the coffee table.

After arranging everything for her, I prepared to go to the conference room to continue the unfinished meeting.

I had been with her in Jiangyi before, and had been abroad for a week, plus I had been in Miaojiang for more than 20 days, so I hadn't been back to headquarters for more than a month.

Although senior executives maintain the normal operation of the group and he also learns about the progress of important projects through video conferences every day, some special collaborations still require him to show up in person.

Zhao Chuyu also knew how busy he was. She sat on the sofa, took the phone he handed to her, and nodded slightly, "Well, go ahead."

"Okay, Xiao Chuyu, be good and don't run around anymore." Qi Jinan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, with the corners of his lips raised in an arc with a hint of pampering.

Only when he kept her under his nose did he feel at ease.

Miss Zhao took off her mask and scarf, looked up at him, pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Will you settle the score later?"

He had never questioned her since he found her.

Compared to the past, there is obviously more patience.

Is he learning to tolerate everything about her?

Would he bring this up again later and argue with her?

Upon hearing this, Qi Jinan bent his index finger and lightly scratched her straight and shiny nose as if he was angry.

"In your mind, am I such a petty person?"

This intimate little gesture made the smile on Zhao Chuyu's lips more sincere.

She leaned back slightly, creating some distance between them, and looked at him and said, "No, in my mind, Master Qi Wu is wise and brave, and he would not argue with me."

Invisibly, he was given a high hat, implying that he was definitely not a petty person.

Qi Jinan pressed forward, supported himself on the back of the sofa with one hand, and trapped her against his chest, his deep eyes flashing with a look of desire.

"Xiao Chuyu thinks highly of me, so how can I let you down? Just stay here and wait for me, ok?"

He lowered his head and looked at her intently.

The two of them were very close, and the hot breath he exhaled fell on her cheeks.

The woody scent of cedar made her eyes gradually blurry.

As if she had transformed into a nine-tailed fox to tease the scholar, she stretched out her index finger and lightly touched his chest muscle through his dark shirt, "You should go to work."

The smile on her red lips is charming and attractive.

His assistant Zheng Zhike was still waiting outside the office door. He had stayed here for so long that the person outside would probably have some impure thoughts again.

Qi Jinan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his cold eyes showed a burning desire.

If the timing was not wrong, he would have used another method to "trap" her in the lounge, leaving her with legs too weak to walk.

A ray of dark light flashed across his deep eyes, and he raised his hand to wrap around her slender white fingertips and put them into his mouth, leaving his exclusive mark in an erotic way.

"Okay, I'll be back soon."

After saying this, he reluctantly let go of the girl whose waist had softened due to his sucking on her fingertips.

Her charming cheeks were tinged with a layer of rosy rosy color, which was extremely bewitching.

Finally, Qi Jinan couldn't help but leaned over again and bit her red lips, tasting them carefully.

It was twenty minutes later when he stepped out of the extremely private president's office.

He was not worried that Zhao Chuyu would "pretend to obey" and run away without saying a word.

Because St. Ann's security system was extremely tight, she had no way out even if she wanted to escape.

Every entrance and exit of the entire building requires fingerprint unlocking or facial recognition to pass.

Her information had not been entered into the internal system, so she couldn't even leave the office, let alone worry about her disappearing again.

After Qi Jinan left, Zhao Chuyu, who was lying on the large sofa, took a long time to recover his strength.

The lips, which were slightly red and swollen from being kissed in the Science and Technology Park, became fuller now, and it was obvious that they had been specially "moisturized" by a fierce and wolf-like kiss.

She sat up slowly, reached into her clothes, and adjusted her untied bra. Then she stood up, combed her messy long hair with her five fingers, and toured his 200-square-meter office.

Located on the ninety-ninth floor, overlooking from the floor-to-ceiling windows that occupy the entire south side, the entire Demon City is at your feet.

In the bustling city, tall buildings stand tall and vehicles flow on every road.

The unbeatable view is amazing.

If you go there at night, it is a must to enjoy the night view.

Zhao Chuyu, who didn't care about material things, couldn't help but sigh that this was the exclusive enjoyment of the top rich people.

Qi Jinan was better than she had imagined.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked for a long time, then turned and walked to his large and tidy desk.

Every item placed on it is neatly arranged without any clutter.

There weren't many things in it, just a computer monitor, a few folders, and a pot of green plants, nothing else.

She had never seen him display photos in his private area. When he was in Miaojiang, he showed her his mobile phone and accidentally slid into the photo album, but there was not a single photo.

He seemed to be even more indifferent to family affection than she was.

Zhao Chuyu had no intention of snooping into the items in his drawer, so he turned and went to his personal lounge.

The lounge is located behind a display screen that takes up an entire wall.

The design is very clever, the door blends in with the white walls.

If he hadn't mentioned the lounge and pointed here, she wouldn't have thought there was something hidden inside.

She walked to the door and gently pushed it open.

The interior was the same as always, without a trace of dirt.

However, when she stepped in, a strange electronic mechanical sound was heard from inside.

"Welcome back Master Wu, 001 is very happy to serve you.

When you are away, 001 will be cleaned every day to ensure it is spotless.

Excuse me, Master Wu, do you need me to run some bath water for you?"

The respectful electronic sound is not cold, but rather a little playful.

This is very different from the ascetic and cold-blooded side that Qi Jinan usually displays.

Zhao Chuyu stood at the door and looked around the stylish and luxurious lounge. He didn't see the robot he expected, so he spoke in confusion.

"I'm not Master Wu, your name is 001? Where are you?"

001 heard an unfamiliar female voice and suddenly shouted excitedly, no longer pretending to be calm.

“Hey, it’s a girl.

Yes, my name is 001.

Are you? Are you Wuye's wife?

Wu Ye is in love? Is he married? "

The electronic mechanical voice became more and more excited, and then continued:

"That's not right. I didn't find any information about Master Wu's marriage registration in the Civil Affairs Bureau system."

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