There's Something Not Quite Right With My Lover

In this month, the person who sent me the courier seems to have nothing to do, and the company is operating normally, and some customers are more or less re-cooperating with our company.

Just asked why they suddenly switched to cooperate with other companies at the end of last year. The customers seemed a little embarrassed and gave a general answer in unanimous agreement.

At least, it seems to be calm.

"Let's go out and play in a couple of days." After the meeting, I stayed with Huang Lei and discussed traveling with him.

Huang Lei looked very surprised: "The workaholic actually offered to go out to play? Your president's rules have expired?"

"No." I said dryly.

Huang Lei scanned up and down with his eyes, and then smiled ambiguously: "Is it because of the little lover you kept?"

I didn't speak.

"You are finished, to be honest, I knew you were going to be killed when I saw you put people in the office earlier, but I didn't expect you to be completely killed." Huang Lei said with a smile: "Fortunately, you Dad is gone, otherwise he will break your leg with his temper."

I don't want to say that I dreamed of my dad every day during the first month of taking care of my model husband, chasing me and crying, it was really scary. "Are you going?" I asked coldly.

Huang Lei looked at me leisurely for a long time before agreeing reluctantly.

"Go, of course, and take my precious daughter and son."

"Don't be too nervous. Anyway, you have the final say in your family now. Isn't it just a little model? It's a big deal. As long as you don't kill people and set fires to do illegal things, brother won't say anything." Huang Lei made fun of me.

It's really hard for me to say that I still can't figure out the identity of Mr. Model, and that he probably has other purposes.

I went back to the office silently, opened my hand to read the text message sent to me by the private detective:

The target person did not grow up in China. In 04, he met the designer Karel by chance in France, and then joined the modeling industry. He didn't return to China until three years ago, and then he almost always developed in China.

I never knew that Mr. Model was actually a foreigner. He could speak authentic Chinese, he could also write, and he was very familiar with Chinese culture. Apart from his taller facial features and three-dimensional appearance, he couldn’t tell that he was not like China at all. people.

I was in a complicated mood, so I asked the little girl outside the door to come in, and I also showed her the text message, and the little girl turned pale immediately.

"Boss...President, do you like him very much?" The little girl pointed at my phone tremblingly.

I frowned: "You don't like it?"

Obviously a few months ago, she was crying and thinking about Mr. Model.

The little girl nodded desperately: "Of course I like him, I like him super super, but my like...it should be different, I like the idol, what I asked...how do you feel about him ah?"

The model is good-looking, and the food he cooks is delicious.

"I like him too." I replied solemnly with no expression on my face.

The little girl's mouth twitched: "President, you don't seem to understand what I'm talking about...I mean, forget it, why did you keep him in the first place? The kind of love at first sight?"

I answered honestly: "Because he has good massage skills, and it is more cost-effective to keep him."

"Massage technique?" The little girl slapped the table and stood up: "You keep him because of this?"

"This is completely different from the novel, you really didn't fall in love at first sight?"

I thought about it carefully: "Indeed, I thought he was pretty good-looking from the beginning."

The little girl put on a mournful face: "If I find you a good-looking person who will give you free massages and exchange them with Li Shaonian, would you be willing?"

"Can he cook?" I asked.

"Yes, and it's at the level of a chef." The little girl said weakly.

I think it's a good deal.

"..."

But I seem to have a throat problem, and I can't say the word happy.

The little girl suddenly smiled: "President, do you still want Li Shaonian more?"

I thought about it, thinking about the warm embrace of Mr. Model, and how he would cook a table of home-cooked food, and would accompany me to watch movies. He was so handsome when he squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and automatically ignored his slightly excessive control. Lust and horror personality, nodded slowly.

The little girl was much happier: "That's fine, President, don't worry, no matter where Li Shaonian came from or why, you two will definitely heal, the process is not important, you can experience it casually."

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The author has something to say: I just found out that Chapter 18 has been in the draft state...