Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Song Yuening looked at the water glass placed in front of her by the secretary, smiled softly and said thank you.

The latter's eyes wandered around Song Yuening's face, as if he wanted to see something different, but failed.

"Excuse me, is there something on my face?"

Song Yuening was very sensitive to other people's gazes. Of course she knew that her secretary was looking at her, so out of curiosity, she asked directly.

The latter immediately raised his hand and waved it twice, denying it in a panic.

"No, no, husband...ah no, ma'am, it's nothing."

"Mr. Xie, I'm going out first. If you need anything, please call me anytime."

After saying that, he walked out of the office directly.

Song Yuening turned her head to look at Xie Mingyuan inexplicably. The latter seemed to know what she was thinking, and explained without raising her head.

"He just didn't expect to see you here again."

Maybe there is another reason.

That's why the secretary felt that his immediate boss, after five years of lovesickness, finally couldn't help but feel lonely and found a substitute who looked very similar to her.

However, Xie Mingyuan felt that there was no need to tell Song Yuening about this guess.

Song Yuening looked at Xie Mingyuan's expression and intuitively felt that there was something that he had not explained to her clearly, but she did not continue to ask, but asked casually.

"Why isn't the secretary next to Mr. Xie a female secretary? I remember that the others around him were all female secretaries. Does Mr. Xie not like female secretaries?"

After Song Yuening said this, she looked at Xie Mingyuan meaningfully, as if she wanted to see his face change because of her words.

Among the memories she recalled today was that she worked as Xie Mingyuan's secretary for a period of time.

During that time, their relationship sometimes looked like a couple, and sometimes it didn't.

Sometimes it's very ambiguous, sometimes it's like an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship.

This made Song Yuening particularly curious. She wanted to know what happened to them later and why they became the people with the closest relationship as Qin Zhizhi said.

But her memory only ended when she and Xie Mingyuan attended the dinner, which made her feel particularly itchy, so she chose to take the initiative to find Xie Mingyuan.

When Xie Mingyuan heard Song Yuening's words, he suddenly stopped signing with his hand.

He looked at the signature with a long trace on the end of the document, and a guess suddenly came to his mind.

When Song Yuening asked him like this, did it mean that she remembered something related to her?

But when he raised his eyes to meet Song Yuening's gaze and saw clearly the probing look in Song Yuening's eyes, the hope that had just surged in his heart failed again and was replaced by disappointment.

Song Yuening's look clearly meant that she wasn't remembering the past. Maybe she was just remembering some details, so she wanted to come to him for confirmation, right?

Xie Mingyuan had a calm expression on his face, but his plain words when he spoke made all Song Yuening's hopes dashed.

"I just find it inconvenient to have a female secretary."

Song Yuening was not very satisfied with Xie Mingyuan's answer, so she continued to question him.

"Really? But how come I heard that Mr. Xie's previous secretary was a female secretary? Didn't you find it inconvenient at the time?"

"And what exactly does Mr. Xie find inconvenient? Is he worried about an office romance?"

Xie Mingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Song Yuening with a slightly darkened gaze.

"You're worrying too much. I never have an office romance with anyone."

What he said was not a lie. After all, when he and Song Yuening formally established their relationship, Song Yuening had already resigned from the Xie family for a long time.

Song Yuening wanted to ask more questions, but Xie Mingyuan did not give him another chance.

"Why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

Xie Mingyuan directly "anti-customer" and threw the question back to Song Yuening. Song Yuening was so filled with hatred that she couldn't help but muttered "Old Fox", but there was nothing she could do about it.

After all, she couldn't tell Xie Mingyuan directly that she remembered some of their past memories, right?

She was not ready to face the past, and it was beyond her expectation that she could live in such peace with the Gu family and Xie Mingyuan.

She was worried that telling Xie Mingyuan would break the current balance.

So she didn't continue to ask, but stood up, picked up her handbag, and prepared to leave.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious all of a sudden. By the way, I came here today just to tell Mr. Xie that Nian An has been missing you lately and wants you to go out with her."

This sentence was of course an excuse, an excuse she used to cover up her true intentions.

Song Nian'an wanted Xie Mingyuan to take him out. Just one sentence was enough. There was no need for her to go all the way to talk to Xie Mingyuan in person.

And Xie Mingyuan also knew that these words were just Song Yuening's excuse to excuse the problems he had just had, but he did not expose her, but nodded with a clear look.

"So that's it."

"I have been busy with the company's affairs recently, and I don't have time to accompany her for the time being. Please tell Nian An that I will go to accompany her when I am done with this period of time."

……

After Song Yuening left Xie, she went directly to her own brand studio.

When she arrived, the assistant was sitting with a woman wearing sunglasses who wrapped herself tightly and talking about something.

Song Yuening's eyes swept over the woman's low-key, but actually brand-name luxury clothing, and she had a vague guess in her mind.

Wearing such clothes, you will wrap your whole body tightly, and even wear sunglasses to avoid showing your true face.

Either a star, or some kind of profession where one always appears in public, but at the same time has to keep one's whereabouts secret.

Song Yuening couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

What a coincidence.

It's okay if she doesn't come to the studio, but when she comes, I give her such a big "surprise."

When Song Yuening walked up to the assistant, she happened to hear him explaining to the woman sitting opposite her in an awkward manner.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Ji. This dress is the hard work of our boss. It's the only one. It's only for display in the studio and is not for sale."

The woman called Ms. Ji pursed her lips and looked unwilling to give up.

"If it can't be sold, can it be rented? I just want to wear this dress to a dinner party, and I guarantee it won't get dirty. If you don't believe me, I can also give you the rent and deposit."

After listening to her words, the assistant's brows furrowed even more tightly.

He showed even more resistance than before, waving his hands and refusing.

"I'm just a little assistant. I can't make the decision to try this dress on for you, let alone let you wear it to a dinner party."

After hearing this, the woman couldn't help but ask.

"What about your boss? Can you give me your boss's contact information? I will chat with her in person."

When the assistant heard this, he hesitated.

"Sorry, our boss cannot give her contact information to others casually, so..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Yuening walked out from behind the assistant.

She looked at that "Ms. Ji" and said with a smile.

"I'm the boss, if you have any questions, just tell me."