help her chase his wife

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Li Wan and Chen Qi finished talking about business.

After that, Jian Qiao, who was immersed in her sleep, heard Li Wan calling her name outside the door.

Jian Qiao opened her blurred eyes, stared at the ceiling for a moment, and then got out of bed and went to answer the door with her slippers on.

"It's time to go back." Li Wan whispered.

Jian Qiao hummed hoarsely, then turned around and put on her coat and trousers.

After saying hello to the Chen family couple, Jian Qiao followed Li Wan down the stairs in the elevator.

Jian Qiao didn't wake up, she didn't look very energetic, and she was silent after getting in the car.

Seeing the situation, Li Wan told Chen Qi's driver to take Jian Qiao back to the villa first.

The driver responded.

"Close your eyes and go back to sleep." Li Wan tilted her head and glanced at Jian Qiao.

Jian Qiao closed her eyes obediently, and leaned her head against the seat. Within a few minutes, her body gradually tilted, and finally touched Li Wan's shoulder.

Li Wan's eyelashes fluttered, and she turned to look out the window, fascinated by the watery moonlight.

"Vice President Li," the man's deep voice came from the driver, "Here we are."

After hearing this, Li Wan gently shook Jian Qiao awake.

Jian Qiao covered her mouth and yawned. Physiological tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, which she wiped away.

"See you tomorrow." Jian Qiao rubbed her eyes and murmured, opened the car door and walked out.

As if suddenly remembering something, she turned back and knocked on the car window.

Li Wan lowered the car window slowly, with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

"I haven't written down today's learning experience," Jian Qiao clutched the corner of her clothes, her tone soft, "Can I hand it in tomorrow?"

Li Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Yes."

Jian Qiao bent her lips, then leaned over and whispered in Li Wan's ear: "You are so gentle today."

Ever since she was a child, Li Wan has rarely been praised for being gentle. She was very surprised that Jian Qiao said this, and she didn't know how to react for a while.

"I'm leaving," Jian Qiao told Li Wan warmly, breathing out her breath, "Go back and get some rest earlier."

Watching Jian Qiao enter the inner courtyard, Li Wan ordered the man to start the car.

The light in the living room on the first floor was still on, and while changing her slippers, Jian Qiao asked the two of them, "Why are you still up so late?"

Chi Yu remained silent with a sullen face, looking unhappy, while Qingcao quietly came to Jian Qiao's side and whispered to her.

Surprised, Jian Qiao took out her cell phone from her pocket and found that Chi Yu had called her more than a dozen times.

Jian Qiao pursed her lips, walked over, and sat down next to Chi Yu: "Sorry, I muted my phone when I was sleeping at Chen's house, so I didn't hear your call."

Chi Yu snorted coldly, shook off Jian Qiao's hand, and went straight upstairs.

Jian Qiao took small steps to keep up, and said in a low voice, "It's all my fault, so don't be angry."

"What are you to blame for?" Chi Yu frowned, "I was just worrying and thinking about it! I can't blame you!" When Jian Qiao left, her consciousness was not very clear, and she didn't return after a long time, and she still didn't answer the phone. Moreover, Li Wan's cell phone was also turned off, Chi Yu was afraid that something might happen to the two of them.

Jian Qiao touched the tip of her nose, followed Chi Yu into the room.

Chi Yu took a foreign novel from the bookshelf and pretended to read it.

Jian Qiao leaned over to take a look, and said softly, "Is it the Green Ming Tree of Styles? I like this book very much. Please lend me a read after you finish reading it."

Chi Yu ignored it and turned a page of the book.

The grass washed the fruit and came over, Jian Qiao pinched a strawberry and shook it near Chi Yu's lips.

Chi Yu glanced at her, and smiled flatteringly at Jian Qiao, couldn't hold back for a moment, and pulled the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that she seemed to have lost her temper, Jian Qiao took the opportunity to feed her a strawberry.

Qingcao on the side heaved a sigh of relief, moved a chair and sat opposite the two of them.

"Do you know who I met today?" Jian Qiao took the red grape from Qing Cao, looking at Chi Yu.

"Who is it?" Chi Yu closed the book.

"Xu Ziming," Jian Qiao twisted his mouth, "he is really a little man who will take revenge."

Chi Yu laughed: "What happened to him?"

Jian Qiao talked about what happened at Donglin Hotel at noon today.

"That's too much?" Chi Yu frowned.

"That's right!" Jian Qiao gritted her teeth, "This little man is really annoying, it's a good thing you didn't like him at the beginning."

"...My vision is not that bad." Chi Yu cast a glance at Jian Qiao.

Jian Qiao grinned, and then asked Chi Yu worriedly: "I'm afraid Xu Ziming will trouble Li Wan later, what do you think should be done?"

Chi Yu rolled his eyelids: "Li Wan is so capable, do you need to ask me?"

Jian Qiao pouted when she heard the words: "Speaking of which, Xu Ziming's matter has nothing to do with us. Li Wan was implicated by us. In addition, as the vice president of the company, she must not offend people from the Land Bureau. Think about it for me." There is a way."

Although Qingcao couldn't understand the twists and turns inside, she also spoke for Jian Qiao, and for this reason, she graciously massaged Chi Yu's shoulders.

Chi Yu stroked the browbones: "I really convinced you two, you sang together." Then she called Xu Ziming and asked him to meet him on the weekend.

Jian Qiao was relieved, and returned to her room with a smile on her face.

After taking a shower, Jian Qiao turned on her laptop and uploaded Chapter 2 of the new article, which she forgot to send regularly.

After a few minutes, Wan readers came to leave a message, said something nice, and tipped 1000 yuan.

Jian Qiao rubbed the phone screen with her fingertips, hesitated for a moment, and she replied with a smiley face.

Before going to sleep, she thought that she would have to find a chance in the future to confirm whether Li Wan was that Wan reader.

After waking up the next day, Jian Qiao turned on the screen of her phone and clicked directly into the reader's comment section, only to find that the comment she replied yesterday had built a tall building.

... Mrs. Xingyue actually replied to the reader!

...so envious!What kind of fairy physique is this reader!

... Mrs. Xingyue look at me!I also gave a reward of 1000 yuan!

......It's sour, it turns into lemon essence in seconds!

...... Wan Reader: Surprise.

Jian Qiao frowned and smiled, went to the bathroom with her mobile phone, and read the follow-up comments while brushing her teeth.

When she returned to the company, the first thing Jian Qiao did was to write her learning experience by hand.When Li Wan passed by her, Jian Qiao handed the three-line paper to her.

Li Wan touched the key to open the office door, and told Jian Qiao by the way: "Remember to order lunch for me at noon, I won't go out to eat."

"Okay." Jian Qiao went in with her, and warmly made her a cup of hot coffee.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Bai Ou, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came over. She looked gloomy and haggard, with inconspicuous tear stains on her face.

After that, Jian Qiao received a private message from Li Wan, saying that there was no need to order food for her.

Jian Qiao guessed that the two of them were going to have dinner together at noon.

Ten minutes later, the financial manager came up, and Jian Qiao stopped him.

"Vice President Li has guests, come back later, or hand over the documents to me."

"This needs to be reported in person," the financial manager glanced at his watch, "how about I come up in an hour?"

"Just wait for my notice, I'm afraid your trip will be in vain."

"Alright."

After the financial manager left, Jian Qiao received a message from Zhao Zhe, who asked her to visit his office.

"You take these books and this pile of materials back and read them slowly. If you don't understand, just ask me online." Zhao Zhe's tone was very gentle.

Jian Qiao happily accepted the information: "Thank you, Master Zhe, for your cultivation. I'll treat you to dinner at noon, and I'll call you when it's off work."

Zhao Zhe agreed with a smile.

At noon, Jian Qiao and Zhao Zhe drove to the Milan Western Restaurant. The car belonged to Zhao Zhe.

Coincidentally, this store was invested by Bai Ou, but Jian Qiao didn't know it beforehand.

Seeing Jian Qiao, Bai Ou raised his chin towards Li Wan: "Isn't that your little secretary?"

Li Wan followed Bai Ou's gaze and saw that it was indeed Jian Qiao, with a bright smile on her face.

"I'm in a bad mood today," Bai Ou confessed to Wei Cang but was rejected, "Can you tease her?"

Li Wan raised her eyebrows: "How do you want to make fun?"

"Do nothing, just add some ingredients to her main course."

Li Wan reminded Bai Ou in a low voice: "Jian Qiao drank a lot of wine yesterday, don't make too much noise." She knew that Bai Ou was still concerned about what happened at Zuo Yin's birthday party, and now she was just looking for an excuse to vent.

Bai Ou clicked his tongue twice, then went to the production station, and personally fried the steak for Jian Qiao, and sprinkled a layer of mustard sauce that she specially prepared on top.

Jian Qiao only swallowed a mouthful of meat before she coughed from the heat, and her little face was flushed. Many guests around heard the sound and cast their gazes. She was a little embarrassed, and got up to go to the bathroom.

Zhao Zhe followed suit and waited anxiously outside.

Seeing Li Wan approaching, he was a little surprised, nodded slightly, and greeted her politely: "Vice President Li, good afternoon."

Li Wan hummed, then stepped on her high heels and went inside.

"Are you okay?" Li Wan patted Jian Qiao's back.

"You...why are you here?" Jian Qiao coughed with a slightly surprised expression.

"This is a restaurant owned by the Bai family," Li Wan didn't intend to hide it from her, "Your steak is made by Bai Ou."

Jian Qiao frowned: "Is she teasing me on purpose?"

Li Wan nodded.

"You also knew beforehand?"

"She was in a bad mood, plus Zuo Yi's birthday party..."

"So you can make fun of me casually?" Jian Qiao was aggrieved and angry.

Li Wan pursed her lips and remained silent. During the period, people came in to touch up her makeup one after another. It was not convenient for her to talk, so she left.

After returning to the lounge on the second floor, Li Wan sat across from Bai Ou, who was puffing and puffing with his legs crossed.

Li Wan opened a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass.

Bai Ou narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "What's your little secretary's reaction?"

Li Wan glanced at her lazily and ignored her.

Bai Ou felt bored, so he changed the subject.

"What kind of woman do you think Wei Cang likes?" The man's confused voice was filled with sadness.

Li Wan was only focused on drinking and didn't answer the conversation.

Bai Ou exhaled slowly, and said dejectedly: "I almost took off my clothes last night, he is really Liu Xiahui, and he was not moved at all."

"You don't know Wei Cang at all, you'd be damned if you could impress him," Li Wan put down her glass, "He's the illegitimate son of the chairman of Mingfeng Group, do you know about that?"

Bai Ou dilated his pupils in astonishment, obviously surprised.

"How could it be...?" Mingfeng Group and the Li family have always been rivals, but Wei Cang and Li Wan often move around.

Li Wan once asked Uncle Tong to use his relationship to find some clues. When Wei Cang was young, he and Li Xin's little wife Zhuang Chang were neighbors... and then think of Wei Cang's disgust towards Li Xin in the bar before, and this When people approach themselves twice or three times, it is not difficult to guess their intentions.

But Li Wan didn't tell Bai Ou that Wei Cang missed Zhuang Jiao.

"Stop thinking about it here, go get something to eat, I'm still hungry." Li Wan pinched the cigarette in Bai Ou's hand.

"I'm not in the mood." Bai Ou was a little annoyed, the fact that Wei Cang was an illegitimate child had a big impact on her, "You let the handsome French guy do it for you." The chef hired by the restaurant is a native of France.

Li Wan rolled her eyes and left directly.

After leaving the restaurant, she called Jian Qiao.Jian Qiao pressed the answer button, but did not speak.

"Still angry?"

Jane Qiao remained silent.

Li Wan dialed her bangs and walked towards the parking area: "Thank you, Secretary Jian, order lunch for me, and remember to deliver it to my office."

After returning to the company, Li Wan waited and waited for lunch, but unexpectedly it was a bucket of cheap instant noodles.

Li Wan's mouth twitched.

"You just feed me this?" Li Wan glared at her.

Jian Qiao puffed her cheeks and stared back: "Would you like to eat or not!"

"Say it to me again!" Li Wan raised her voice and gritted her teeth.

Jian Qiao's mouth moved, but she didn't say anything in the end.She turned around to boil hot water, washed away the instant noodles, and sat down at the coffee table to eat.

"..." Li Wan cleared her throat and asked quietly, "Isn't this bucket of instant noodles bought for me?"

"Don't you want to eat?" Jian Qiao glanced at her blankly.

"Did I say not to eat?" Li Wan walked over and took the fork from Jian Qiao's hand rudely.

Jian Qiao was pushed aside by Li Wan, and murmured weakly: "I'm hungry too, save some for me."

"Okay, I have some leftover soup for you." Li Wan replied narrowly.

Jian Qiao pursed her mouth and was about to shake her hands to leave, but was pulled back by Li Wan.

"It's not funny." Li Wan forked a mouthful of noodles and handed it to Jian Qiao's mouth, "Here, I'll take a bite for you."

Seeing Li Wan's smiling eyes, Jian Qiao couldn't resist the temptation, she lowered her head and ate, and Li Wan immediately fed her a second bite.

Jian Qiao was a little shy, her little face gradually turned red...

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Our Jiafubao has a habit. He likes to drink footwashing water. He can't stop it. He doesn't understand it. He touches his chin...