After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Ji Fenghe quickly pointed out the loopholes in her plan.

It is difficult for ordinary people to notice it. If he hadn't told himself, Song Mai might not have discovered it for a while.

She looked at Ji Fenghe gratefully, but she didn't expect that he was also looking at her silently.

"Manager Ji, do you have anything else to do?"

Song Mai could see that this look was not simple. He thought that only Ji Feng and himself could know the other meanings contained in it, so he subconsciously asked back.

Ji Fenghe came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay, there is no big problem with your plan at the moment, revise it carefully after you go back."

Song Mai nodded and left, but she didn't expect him to call her back immediately.

He held his wheelchair with both hands and walked slowly forward.

Song Mai subconsciously held the handle and asked tentatively: "Manager Ji, what are you doing?"

"Let me push you over there. This will save time."

Save time?

Such an excuse was inevitably weird, but Song Mai didn't want to get too complicated with him, so he had to agree in a deep voice.

Everyone stared at the two figures, then turned around and began to discuss the scene.

Song Mai looked at Su He who was a few steps away as if asking for help. The other party immediately reacted and hurried forward.

"Manager Ji, let me do it."

"Okay." Ji Fenghe didn't refuse too much.

After he left, everyone's eyes were no longer on Song Mai. Su He then asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"Maybe Manager Ji saw that I was having difficulty moving." Song Mai didn't take the matter too seriously. Others just discussed it briefly as gossip, and there was no follow-up.

In the afternoon, Liu Jiaer came to the company tiredly, with a bandage on her forehead, and she looked very weak.

She gave Song Mai a warning look, her eyes particularly fierce.

Su He came over and asked: "When did you offend her?"

"I don't know either." This time Song Mai really felt confused.

The work was completed very quickly and the plan was praised by Ji Feng and.

Ji Fenghe selected a few more people from others to form a new project team.

The new energy project was officially launched, followed by a series of meetings.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Song Mai got off work. He turned on his phone and saw Ji Fenghe's number, which he had called over and over again.

Looking at the situation, if I don’t respond, I’m afraid he will call the police.

Song Mai quickly dialed the number, and heard Kan Chuxing's voice: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"I've been in a meeting and my phone is on silent."

"It's so late, how are we going to go back?" Ji Fenghe suddenly appeared behind Song Mai.

When Chu Xing on the other end of the phone heard this voice, his tone became a little colder: "I'm outside your company."

Song Mai was overjoyed and turned to look at Ji Fenghe: "My husband is here to pick me up."

Chu Xing was very pleased with the word "Sir". Song Mai came to the door and saw Chu Xing standing next to the car, quietly waiting for him.

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I always feel like Chu Xing deliberately stood in the shadow so that others can’t see clearly.

"Why are you here?" Song Mai asked with a smile. After Chu Xing opened the car door for him, he sat in tiredly.

"Since you didn't answer the phone so late and didn't go home, I was naturally worried."

Ji Fenghe looked at the two people getting into the car and glanced at them suspiciously.

I always feel that Mr. Song Mai’s figure is very familiar. Could it be my illusion?

After returning home, Song Mai was still reviewing the content of the meeting against the clock.

This project is very important and there must be no mistakes.

"It's time to rest." Chu Xing came behind her and handed her a glass of milk.

She glanced at the time, her voice a little hoarse: "Wait until I finish reading."

"Actually, I don't think this project requires such troublesome steps." After Chu Xing said this, he gently pointed his slender fingers at one of the meeting contents.

Song Mai asked curiously: "Do you have a better idea?"

“It is better to do research first and then find the person in charge of the other party’s project, so that you can better defeat their weaknesses. If you are unprepared for the first negotiation, you are giving the other party an opportunity.”

After he finished speaking, he took away the computer and said, "Okay, it's time to rest."

Unexpectedly, Song Mai did not turn off the computer to rest as agreed, but was inspired by Chu Xing's words and began to continue working on the evening plan on the computer.

Although Chu Xing was helpless, he also respected her work.

By the time she finished all the affairs without sleep or food, it was already early morning.

Song Mai turned off the computer in surprise and said to himself: "I wanted to have a good sleep, but I didn't expect it to be so late. I don't know if I will be late tomorrow morning. It would be great if I could suddenly have a day off."

Chu Xing took the last sentence to heart, his heart moved, and then he turned to look at Song Mai.

After Song Mai threw himself on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep right after saying this.

Looking at her heroic sleeping posture, Chu Xing could only resign himself to his fate and continue to tidy up the quilt for her.

But this time, he surprisingly didn't want to leave, and instead lay down next to her.

Turning his head to see Song Mai sleeping soundly, Chu Xing couldn't help but smile.

Maybe it's simple excitement.

When Song Mai woke up, he was curled up in Chu Xing's arms, his head resting on his strong shoulders, his legs resting on his waist, looking like an octopus.

His handsome face appeared in front of her. Song Mai unconsciously reached out and stroked his eyebrows, feeling amazed at how there could be such a good-looking man in the world.

Chu Xing stretched out his hand and held her down, his deep voice full of magnetism: "Sleep a little longer."

This was a rare occasion for Chu Xing to stay in bed. Normally, he would be ready to go out before he even woke up.

"I'm going to be late!" Song Mai suddenly remembered to check his phone. There were only ten minutes left before work started, and he probably wouldn't be able to make it.

When she thought of her perfect attendance, she suddenly felt distressed.

Chu Xing looked at this scene, a smile flashed across his eyes, then disappeared in an instant.

"Since it's too late, why not give yourself a day off."

"Wait a minute, it's really a holiday! The company just sent a notice saying that there is a circuit failure on my floor and the office has a power outage, so I'm just going to give you a day off!"

Song Mai continued to lie down happily, but accidentally pulled the wound.

Seeing her overjoyed and then sad, Chu Xing hugged her in his arms.

Song Mai wanted to struggle, but he heard his voice coming from above his head: "Don't touch the wound."

"Oh." Song Mai nodded obediently, smelling the minty scent on his body, and felt sleepy again.

In a daze, I heard Chu Xing's three words floating from above my head: "I'm sorry."