Help! The fat daughter has a billion-point vest after breaking up

The table shook under the pressure of his 200-pound body.

If it weren't for the good quality of this table, it would have fallen into pieces long ago.

Wen Wanyi's eyes fell on the shaking table, and she pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth bending into an imperceptible arc: "Boss, you're here?"

Speak first, look up later.

"How do you know it's me?" Bai Qian was puzzled.

I thought I would see Wen Wanyi like a frightened deer, panicking to protect her innocence.

Or maybe he could just tell her to leave, but he didn't expect...

Wen Wanyi's eyes flashed. Who else but the boss could have pressed the table into this state?

However, such words naturally cannot be said out loud.

"The reflection on the glass." Wen Wanyi made up an excuse.

"Really? Where is it? Point it out to me."

Wen Wanyi bit her lip and said, "It's actually intuition."

This was not a lie. Apart from his weight, the only person who dared to sit at his table was the boss.

"Yeah, your intuition is pretty good." Bai Qian praised. She looked down at Wen Wanyi with a smile on her face.

Looking at the handsome man from this angle has a unique charm and is extremely pleasing to the eyes.

He is indeed handsome, with no blind spots from all angles.

Wen Wanyi looked up at Bai Qian, and saw the stars shining in her eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Bai Qian's eyes seemed to be filled with autumn water, so bright that people dare not look directly at them

Wen Wanyi's eyes flickered slightly, his gaze wandered away, and when he lowered his eyes, they just fell on that leg.

It’s so close. Right in front of you.

He took a quick glance and quickly retracted it, floating away.

Bai Qian noticed it and took a glance as well.

It's already an elephant's leg, and when pressed on the table, it looks even thicker and stronger.

Its waist is a bit thicker than the handsome man in front of me.

Bai Qian finally felt a little embarrassed, so she bent the elephant's legs over, aligned them, and jumped down with a "Hey".

Unexpectedly, I hit the table leg, lost my balance, and fell forward.

"Be careful."

With the sound of the chair rubbing against the ground, Wen Wanyi stood up and caught Bai Qian.

I touched a place that I shouldn't have touched. Don't get me wrong, it's just the collarbone.

There was a flash of panic in Wen Wanyi's eyes. He frantically moved again and held Bai Qian's shoulders.

His heart was pounding like thunder, his mind was in a state of confusion, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he fell backwards, onto the table.

Leaning back almost 90 degrees.

Bang! With a muffled groan, Bai Qian also smashed forward.

Her clothes got snagged, but she didn't mean to do that.

He propped up his arms, stood up, and said sorry.

"Nothing." Wen Wanyi stood up and heard the second half of Bai Qian's words, "The waist bow is not bad."

Wen Wanyi’s handsome face turned red like an apple.

Bai Qian stuck out her tongue, and intuitively felt that she needed to lose weight urgently. Looking at her fat body, she was suffocating the young man, and her face turned red. Oh...

Just now we were so close that our breathing was so close that we could hear each other's breath.

She found that the boy's skin was also top-notch.

She bet a bag of potato chips that with a little development, it would be good.

She was talking about ability.

Work ability.

In the future, when each company becomes a group, Wen Wanyi will be fully capable of taking on the role of a hands-off manager.

"By the way, Wanyi, do you know how to set up a tent?" Bai Qian asked.

"tent?"

What tent? Even though Wen Wanyi was thoughtful and resolute, he couldn't help but think wrongly.

It can't be that the tent was set up in the morning. No, that's impossible.

"It's a tent. It's used for sleeping."

Sleep...sleep?

Wen Wanyi took a deep breath and asked, "Is it a camping tent?"

Bai Qian nodded, looking serious, "Yeah, what else do you think it is?"

"I...I thought it was a lotus pod. I can certainly set up...set up a tent."

"That's good. What I hate most is using my brain. I just bought a tent and asked my secretary to put it on the roof. The instructions are a mess and it's really hard to read them."

"Okay, I'll go get it."

The two men went up to the top floor.

Bai Qian had food and drinks under the parasol, including desserts, sweet drinks, and various Michelin snacks.

While eating, I watched the handsome guy set up the tent.

Slurp, slurp, this is the joy of being a female president.

After eating and drinking, Bai Qian came over to watch. The tent had already taken shape, and only the final stabilization was left.

Wen Wanyi had beads of sweat on his forehead and he wiped them with a handkerchief.

The reflection of a crystal drop of sweat shone on Bai Qian's face. Bai Qian squinted her eyes and saw the sweat droplets sliding down her jawline.

Sliding to the Adam's apple. About to drip but not yet dripping.

Bai Qian reached out and caught it.

The fat boy's fingers touched the tip of someone's throat.

Wen Wanyi was startled, stopped moving, his Adam's apple rolled, and looked at Bai Qian.

Bai Qian laughed: "I might have a sword in my hand... I didn't mean to take advantage of you."

At most, she can just talk to her subordinates, but using physical force is a matter of morality, right?

Fearing that Wen Wanyi might misunderstand, Bai Qian put away her leisurely and relaxed attitude, and waved her hands repeatedly with a serious face: "I really didn't mean to take advantage of you..."

"It's okay. You can touch it."

The voice is low and pleasant, soothing the heart.

Bai Qian: “…”

"Sweat is dirty. As long as the boss doesn't mind, I can do whatever I want."

Wen Wanyi took out a brand new handkerchief, wrapped Bai Qian's chubby little hands completely, and gently rubbed and wiped them.

"Really? You don't think I..."

"No." Wen Wanyi smiled gently, "I will not only see with my eyes, but also with my heart."

Bai Qian: “…”

It would be nice if the big devil was so easy to get along with.

"I'll wipe it myself." Bai Qian took the handkerchief and acted as a mirror, allowing Wen Wanyi to wipe the sweat off his collarbone and Adam's apple.

After the tent was set up, Wen Wanyi took a shower and changed his clothes.

"Boss, what do you want to talk to me about? Tell me now." Wen Wanyi calmed down and pulled out a chair to sit opposite Bai Qian.

It’s impossible that Bai Qian came to see him just to set up a tent.

"I do need your help with something. It has nothing to do with the auction house, but I will add an extra price."

"It's my pleasure. No need to ask for the price. The salary here is already very high."

Bai Qian shook her head: "There will be many more extra things like this in the future, so I will naturally have to pay extra, otherwise how can I ask for it in the future?"

"Then let's listen to the boss." Wen Wanyi smiled.

"Why don't you ask me what I asked you to do? What if I ask you to..." He didn't say the rest, leaving it all up to Wen Wanyi's imagination.

"How could that be?" She said this, but as she thought of some possibilities, her ears turned red.

"There's no rush for this matter. Please accompany me to another place first."

Wen Wanyi: "Okay."

In the dark room, only the light from the screen flickered.

Two heads, one big and one small, were put together.

"Are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Then I'm going to start, you have to catch me."

"Don't worry, I guarantee the boss will be satisfied."

Bai Qian coughed and opened her mouth: "I like you, give me your coat... your face, slowly, slowly get closer..."

Wen Wanyi's voice was clear and full of emotion: "I like this, following you, no matter where you take me..."

Bai Qian: "Those smiling eyes, even the setting sun, can be seen as lip prints..."

In the KTV room decorated like a Roman palace, it was the room where Mo Liancheng first met Bai Qian. The two of them were singing casually and easily.

Singing alone is too boring. Now I have a singing partner. It’s so exciting.

Bai Qian decided that she would come here every week to howl a few times.

Bai Qian first sang a few soothing songs, and then sang some disco music, such as Depth Sea Bomb.

The two of them were laughing and twisting around happily.

They danced to a climax and even touched each other's buttocks. I don't know who took the initiative first.

It was pitch black, and no one knew what kind of weird shape anyone had twisted into. Anyway, no one would laugh at anyone else.

Until the body is sweating.

"Okay, we're done, let's call it a day." Bai Qian collapsed on the sofa exhausted.

I don't want to move.

Hei Buzhongdong opened his arms and said, "I'm so tired, why don't you carry me back?"

"Okay." Wen Wanyi really came over.

Bai Qian quickly curled up into a little hedgehog, giggling: "It's over, you've been infected by me, and you're a little crazy too."

"Wanyi, although I am the boss, there are some things you can refuse."

Wen Wanyi: "But I'm honored." The implication was that he didn't want to refuse.

"But you're not afraid..."

"I'm not afraid of being crushed. Why don't you try it?"

Bai Qian: “…” Could it be that this guy has been possessed by someone?

Bai Qian fumbled and turned on the light, illuminating the room.

Wen Wanyi's slightly crazy expression suddenly subsided, and he smiled lightly, looking harmless, as if it wasn't him who had spoken just now.

That's all. Everyone has some unknown side to a certain extent.

So is she.

The two of them took a shower and met in the office on the top floor.

Bai Qian had enough fun, so she calmed down and explained her purpose:

"Wan Yi, I'm here to let you experience the thrill of being a top lawyer and help me with a lawsuit. Here's the debate draft, let me show you."

Bai Qian saw that it was almost time, so she stopped joking. Xiaopang's face became more serious, and he took out the manuscript from his backpack and handed it to Wen Wanyi.

"Take a quick look first and ask me if you have any questions."

"Okay." Wen Wanyi sat upright like a primary school student, reading the manuscript carefully, and asked Bai Qian a few more questions, and that was about it.

"Okay, let's demonstrate. I'm the defendant and you're the plaintiff."

Huh? Wen Wanyi was not afraid of the speech, but was afraid of meeting Bai Qian's sharp and clear eyes. He didn't know why.

No matter what you say, he is actually just an undercover agent, or a spy.

Wen Wanyi's thoughts wandered for a moment, but he quickly came back to reality, nodded in agreement, and instantly got into character, talking eloquently.

Bai Qian stood up and played the role of the defendant, occasionally leaning over to stare at Wen Wanyi and asking a series of sharp questions, which Wen Wanyi resolved one by one, and very cleverly.

"Okay, great. Your answer was flawless. It would be better if your eyes were more resolute and not a little erratic."

"Don't worry, boss." In this world, apart from the big boss Lu Shao and the small boss Bai Qian, no one else can make his eyes wander.

He is confident that he can complete this task beautifully.

"Okay, then you can go. I will leave the company to you for now."

"I'll just deal with any emergencies. As for the rest, I'll wait for you to come back."

Bai Qian's favorite thing to do is to be a hands-off boss. After finally getting rid of the lawsuit, she took over the auction house. Isn't that just a waste of work?