The flash marriage partner is a mysterious boss

Chapter 14 She is like her, but not like her
The wind of the end of summer came in, bringing with it hotness, blowing up her already loose home clothes.

She stood upright, her white calves under the home clothes were slender and straight, like a little lotus standing gracefully in the summer wind.

Qiao Jianshen looked away slowly, turned around, moved out of the way, extinguished the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can.

Good upbringing does not allow him to smoke in front of women.

The warm-colored balcony lamp came down from the top of Qiao Jianshen's head. He was wearing a white shirt made of light and soft silk. This kind of clothes has extremely high requirements on the figure, as long as there is a little fat, it can show. His body was too docile, making him look like a model who just walked off the show.

No, the model doesn't have his temperament, such elegant, easy-going and superior temperament.

There is no such temperament that is clearly close at hand, but makes people feel very far away.

It was as if there was a hand gently moving in Yu Wanwan's heart, tickling people's hearts little by little.

Yu Wanwan urged him: "Try it?"

Facing Yu Wanwan's eager eyes, Qiao Jian looked down at the thick white milk in his hand, and took a sip.

He frowned at just one sip.

Yu Wanwan, who had been watching Qiao Jianshen carefully, asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

She thought that the milk had gone bad, so she ran back to the kitchen to pour herself a cup and tried it. "No, I just bought the milk two days ago, no problem."

Qiao Jian took a deep look at the packing box in the trash can and found the reason.

He rarely drinks this kind of vacuum-packed milk.

"Is it because you are not used to drinking this brand, then tell me, next time I will order a few to keep at home."

Usually, the milk he drinks is ordered by the secretary or the housekeeper. Although Qiao Jianshen has never intervened in such trivial matters, he also knows that the kind of milk he is used to drinking is not affordable for Yu Wanwan, a senior.

He frowned, with a hoarse voice, and replied lightly: "No." Realizing that his tone was too cold, Qiao Jianshen added, "I'll order it."

There was still disappointment in Yu Wanwan's eyes. After all, today was the first time An Lin came back since they had a conflict. She mustered up the courage to take the initiative to show her kindness, but unexpectedly, it was self-defeating.

Just when Yu Wanwan was feeling down, the man in front of him raised his hand and poured the milk into his mouth.

Yu Wanwan couldn't bear to watch it anymore, she wanted to persuade the man to give up, but the milk had already bottomed out.

Qiao Jianshen frowned slightly, and the dim light hit him like a layer of fog, misty and far away.

He took the cup to the sink, turned on the faucet, and the rushing water rushed down, quickly taking away the white residue at the bottom of the cup.

Yu Wanwan followed up and asked, "You haven't had dinner yet, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you?"

Qiao Jianshen put the cleaned cup back into the cup holder, and replied indifferently.

"no need."

Qiao Jian tilted his head deeply, and saw the woman standing by the kitchen door with her hands up and down, and the tiny lights fell from above her head, making her look even more petite.

She suddenly took the hand behind her back.Only then did Qiao Jianshen realize that she had a bottle of platycodon flower in her hand at some point. Through the glass bottle, the slender and bright green flower stalks were clearly visible, and there was no variegated color in the water, which showed that it was well taken care of.

At this time, the flowers at the mouth of the bottle have already opened, and water drops are still hanging on the pale yellow flower buds, and each flower is blooming enthusiastically.

Behind the flowers is a small face with smiling eyebrows and eyes bent into a pair of small crescents.

"I bought this flower to make amends for you, but you haven't come back, so I can only keep it." Yu Wanwan scratched the back of her head embarrassedly: "Don't dislike it, and... I'm sorry."

"I was wrong too."

Qiao Jianshen admitted frankly.

He was born in a family, and the upbringing in his bones made him neither want nor need to force others, especially when it comes to love between men and women.

It's just that on that day, his heart was really a little messed up.

He couldn't say why he lost control.

Perhaps it was because he had received a notice from the hospital.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere that day was too ambiguous and charming.

Or maybe it was... that day, she had a bit of someone in her body.

Yu Wanwan put the vase on the countertop, and stretched out her hand to him generously.

"Then the two of us are evened out, happy cooperation, Mr. An!"

Qiao Jianshen's mind suddenly popped up what she said in front of her when she ran to the company that day: "We are divorced now, and you are at a loss. Give me another chance, and you can make back your money."

She really thinks of him as a partner.

Qiao Jianshen laughed.

fair enough.

Although they are married now, they each take what they need, discussing the matter as it stands, and not talking about their relationship, which can save a lot of trouble.

Qiao Jianshen stretched out his hand, wrapped his big hand around his small hand, and held each other briefly in the air.

Then, Yu Wanwan suddenly stretched out her little finger, hooked Qiao Jianshen's little finger, and raised her thumb high.

"What is this for?"

"Shouldn't all contracts be stamped?" Touching her thumbs lightly, she said with a smile, "This is also stamped!"

"Finishing the seal", Yu Wanwan can be regarded as letting go of the big stone in her heart. She is a smart woman, and she knows from Qiao Jianshen's frown that he has something on her mind, but the current relationship between the two is not enough. It was so hard to reveal her heart, so she gave him space with a wink, leaving only Qiao Jianshen and the blooming platycodon flower.

Qiao Jianshen still remembers that a woman once said to him: "The flower language of platycodon is eternal love." When the love was at its strongest, he also sent a bouquet of platycodon to her every week.And later, the woman who once said she liked platycodon flowers threw the flowers he gave her and crushed them under her feet.

Qiao Jianshen looked up, and could see the little woman leaving the corridor briskly, like a little rabbit, jumping after two steps.

She is like her and not like her.

Back in the room, Qiao Jianshen called Secretary Wu. In his room, he turned on the loudspeaker to buffer his dizzy brain a bit.

Secretary Wu was used to receiving messages from his workaholic boss in the middle of the night. He picked up his phone, but found that this time was different.

The boss actually asked him to order milk?

The smallest business the boss handles is several million. When is a small bottle of milk worth his attention?

Secretary Wu asked a few words before she came to her senses. It turned out that she was ordering milk for Miss Yu.

"Do you still order QR fresh milk?"

QR is a fresh milk brand that only the upper-class aristocrats are eligible to order. Qiao Jianshen, who grew up in a family like the Qiao family, has long been cultivated in his taste.

"Yeah." Qiao Jianshen's voice was deep and hoarse with a little tiredness: "Remember to tear off the label."

Secretary Wu thought about the jaw-dropping price of QR, and felt that the boss's suggestion was very necessary.

However, hiding it like this is not an option.

Secretary Wu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, when are you going to let Miss Yu know your real identity?"

Qiao Jian pinched the bridge of his nose deeply, leaned wearily on the back of Arms' recliner, and did not reply.

Secretary Wu suggested again: "Miss Yu's younger brother is in the same hospital as you. Do you want to avoid the risk and change a hospital for you..."

Before Secretary Wu could finish speaking, she heard a knock on the door from the other end of the phone.

Yu Wanwan's voice came over.

"An Lin, may I come in?"

Secretary Wu's words were suddenly stuck in his throat in fright.

He knew that the boss had the habit of speaking out when he was alone...

(End of this chapter)