Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The experience of time has given Jing Jiaren a good cooking skill. She cooked two dishes and one soup, and the rice was deliberately cooked thinner.

When Jing Jiaren opened the door, she instantly saw a few more people in the president's office, a sister, two assistants and a secretary, and at the door of the office, it was crowded with staff from the planning department.

The sofa by the door was filled with flowers and gift baskets.

But Jing Jiaren suddenly opened the kitchen door and came out, holding a dish in each hand and wearing an apron.

In the kitchen, the range hood is humming...

Everyone stared at Jing Jiaren for a moment, and Jing Jiaren looked at them in blank dismay.

At this moment, all she wanted in her heart was to curse, shit!

"Hey?" Assistant Chen came to his senses first, and coughed awkwardly, "When I was halfway there, I received a call from Secretary Zhang, saying that you had gone through the formalities for discharge from the hospital in advance, no, you rushed over again immediately .”

"..."

"It's rare for everyone to organize to see you. I bought fruits and supplements. I heard that you have returned to the company, so I rushed over immediately to see how you are doing, BOSS."

"..."

"I didn't expect this to be the case." Assistant Chen gave Jing Jiaren a meaningful look, "Then we think we're worrying too much."

"That's right," Secretary Zhang said awkwardly, "The first hospital I went to saw that the beds were empty, and I was so anxious that I asked the nurse to find out that you, the boss, were discharged by yourself."

Secretary Zhang called Jian Chenche's driver immediately, and the driver said that the boss had returned to the company.

No, Secretary Zhang hurriedly informed everyone to rush back.

"Then the BOSS and the deputy minister will be fine, we're all going out now. Ahem!"

Assistant Chen cleared his throat and signaled everyone to leave.

"Sister Bai, take good care of the boss for us..."

What are you talking about!

"and many more!"

Jing Jiaren couldn't let them leave like this: "I think you guys have misunderstood a bit... I have nothing to do with the boss."

If they go out of this door, they don't know what will be passed on.

"Yes, yes, misunderstood, misunderstood!" Assistant Chen said with the tone of someone who had come here, "Deputy Minister, we have no other intentions, so don't think too much about it."

"It's a real misunderstanding," Jing Jiaren said anxiously, "I'm the only one in the company, and the BOSS is hungry, and he's injured and can't move, so I'll cook for him."

Everyone's eyes are ambiguous~

Obviously no one believed it, and the more Jing Jiaren was eager to explain, the more it looked like something was wrong.

This is called trying to cover up!

The first sister was about to grit her teeth, staring at the dish in Jing Jiaren's hand.

Assistant Chen reminded: "Let's go, BOSS needs to rest quietly."

It's over, the last thing I want to see is finally met...

It is estimated that it will spread in the company soon.

The door to the president's office closed, leaving the two of them alone.

Jing Jiaren looked at Jian Chenche, walked over and put the dishes on his desk: "Boss, what did you say just now?"

He turned the pages of the book with his left hand: "Say what?"

"Explain our relationship to everyone—"

"Our relationship?" He lazily raised his eyelids.

"It's not what they see, don't misunderstand and spread..."

"People's words are scary, don't you know?" He knocked on the table, "My mouth grows on them, what can I do?"

"You can obviously silence!"

"Just cooked two dishes?" Jian Chenche changed the subject, "Didn't cook?"