Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 120 I Want You! (1)
At this moment, Zou Xiang's voice suddenly appeared——

"Boss Qin actually doesn't need to go outside, the BOSS lounge is equipped with a toilet."

Seeing that the office door was ajar, Zou Xiangzheng, who came in with the documents in his arms, kindly pointed out the shortcut for Qin Yuan.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zou Xiang felt a chill in his neck, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Qiyan on the sofa staring at him with cold eyes, as if he was about to swallow him alive.

Zou Xiang's body trembled twice, but he still didn't feel ashamed to ask, "Boss, what's wrong?"

No, of course not, I have never been so wrong in my life!
Didn't know his wife, Qin Yuan's ex-girlfriend was still asleep in the lounge?

Don't you hear that I am silently expecting to drive away this rival in love?
You have nothing to do to give me such a suggestion, what do you want me to do?
Did my brain get pumped back then, why did I choose you as an unreliable secretary?

If you want to talk nonsense to me again, be careful I will deduct your wages and fine you to go to the farm to herd cattle!

He kept cursing in his heart, but Song Qiyan still maintained his unmoving posture on his face. He got up and explained to Qin Yuan without blushing or panting, "The toilet in the lounge is broken, which is inconvenient."

"Huh? Is it broken? Boss in the morning, aren't you..."

"It's broken, just now, it's completely broken, and it's all blocked."

Song Qiyan shot at him coldly with a "whoosh", Zou Xiang shut his mouth tightly, not daring to question the boss's words any more.

Qin Yuan didn't mind, "Then I'll go outside."

Song Qiyan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, his face was calm and calm as a president should have, and he told Zou Xiang: "Boss Qin is not familiar with this place, so you can take Boss Qin with you."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Qin Yuan gave Zou Xiang a thankful smile, and followed Zou Xiang to leave.

However, before Zou Xiang and Qin Yuan walked out of the office, there was a faint sound of pumping in the closed lounge.

If you guessed right, it's the signature sound of a flush toilet.

Didn't the flush toilet say it was clogged?
Zou Xiang and Qin Yuan glanced at Song Qiyan who was a little stiff.

The corner of the latter's eyes twitched, obviously not expecting such an accident, his heart was beating violently, but he looked back at the two of them calmly, "It's been so long that I don't know that this brand of toilet is fully automatic .”

Qin Yuan didn't move at all, but his eyes flickered for a moment, his eyes passed the direction Song Qiyan subconsciously blocked, and what he saw was the still closed door of the lounge.

As if he understood something instantly, he nodded clearly, "I'll just go outside."

Song Qiyan smiled slightly, "Zou Xiang, take President Qin out."

When he said this, his eyebrows raised unconsciously.

This subtle movement, in the eyes of psychologists, will definitely be judged as "a ghost in my heart".

Although Qin Yuan does not have a degree in psychology, he has been in the mall for many years and knows how to read words and deeds.

However, even though he saw that Song Qiyan was unwilling to let him into the lounge, Qin Yuan did not find out on the spot.

There is no mandatory requirement to go inside to borrow the bathroom.

After so many years in France, Qin Yuan still has such a gentlemanly demeanor.

Watching Qin Yuan go out, Song Qiyan leaned on the back of the sofa with far-reaching and unpredictable eyes.

He raised his glass, only to find that there was no wine in it.

A little irritatedly, he threw the cup on the coffee table, and Song Qiyan stood up.

As if thinking of something, he walked quickly to the lounge.

Before his hand touched the doorknob, the door opened from the inside, and the goal was Jin Ziqi's clear and elegant face.

Jin Ziqi slept a little ignorantly, her long hair was scattered over her shoulders in a mess, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

When she saw Song Qiyan who stopped at the door, her pupils dilated slightly, and when she realized that this was his office, she restrained the surprised expression on her face.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Just as he was about to go outside, Song Qiyan took a step forward, blocking the way.

Jin Ziqi looked up at him, but found that his eyes were dark, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Song Qiyan suddenly reached out to hug her into his arms, and gently pressed his head to his chest.

Smelling the faint smell of tobacco in his arms, mixed with the smell of blue ribbon, Jin Ziqi frowned.

"you've been drinking?"

Song Qiyan hummed vaguely, let go of her, and before she could react, he frowned, covered his stomach with one hand, and let out a low muffled groan.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Jin Ziqi hurriedly put his arms around his body to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Song Qiyan leaned his head against Xinxiang's neck, and hummed softly, which was a disguised admission.

"Is there any medicine in the office?" Jin Ziqi helped him to the sofa and was about to look for medicine.

But the wrist was suddenly grabbed, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Qiyan's handsome face with an expression of incomprehension. His eyes fell directly on her face, "There is no medicine here, I need to go out and buy it."

Jin Ziqi nodded, "I see, you rest for a while, I'll be right back."

But Song Qiyan called her to stop, and kindly reminded, "I have always eaten Salford imported from Germany, and it is all domestically produced around here, and the pharmacy on Shanghai Road has it."

Looking at his gradually pale face, Jin Ziqi worriedly clenched the car keys in his hand, "Well, I will be back as soon as possible, I will drive the car away first."

"Be careful on the road." Dying, he waved Jin Ziqi off.

"En." Jin Ziqi didn't waste any more time, and quickly pushed the door open.

When Jin Ziqi's figure swayed past the transparent semi-frosted glass window, the door of the office was still swinging, but the man who had been dumped on the sofa got up quickly, and his sick symptoms had long since disappeared.

He strode to the door, poked his head secretly and watched Jin Ziqi walk into the elevator before he felt relieved.

Finally, I didn't meet Qin Yuan——

"Qiyan, why are you standing at the door?" Qin Yuan asked puzzledly from behind.

Because Jin Ziqi had been tricked away, Song Qiyan felt completely relieved of his concerns.

Turning around casually, he smirked at Qin Yuan who just came back from the bathroom, "Seeing that you've been there for quite a long time, come out and see if something happened."

"Oh, Secretary Zou said that the bathroom on this floor was being cleaned, so he took me to the next floor."

Qin Yuanyin smiled and glanced at Zou Xiang, who immediately straightened his spine and replied respectfully, "It should."

Song Qiyan pursed his lips and nodded, "This is his responsibility as a secretary."

As he said that, he glanced at Zou Xiang from the corner of his eyes and thought, finally he did something right!

Zou Xiang actually felt that he was wronged. The boss ordered him to sort out so many reports before.

(End of this chapter)