Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 242 Possessive

"Miss Qiao, please." White Snake bowed slightly, with an irresistible sincerity on his face.

Forget it, anyway, just sit by yourself and play with your phone.

"En." Qiao Yimo walked into the meeting in a low voice.

She looked up, and there was only one empty seat in the audience, and that was beside Leng Juan.

It seemed that she knew she was coming and had prepared well in advance.

As soon as Qiao Yimo sat down, a man's voice ordered, "White Snake, give her a copy of the company's information."

The people present were shocked.

Internal Information?

The company's internal information is actually shown to outsiders?
What happened to this tired man?
If you deal with the inner ghost who is a powerful enemy, it is equivalent to the devil's hand stretching out to the throat, and if you are not careful, people will catch the deadly handle.

White Snake nodded slightly.

Internal Information?Qiao Yimo was speechless, she was not interested in this man's company at all.

At this time, the surprised expressions of the top management and subordinates had disappeared, and they all lowered their heads and continued to browse the information in their hands.Several people still looked at each other from time to time, and then began to discuss in a low voice with expressionless faces.

Executive A: "What's the situation? Why did Lord Juan bring a little girl in?"

Executive B: "I don't even know who this person is, she must be the younger sister of Master Tired."

Senior C: "Impossible, I've never heard that Master Juan has a younger sister."

Executive D: "Gossip, Juan Ye's nearest office address is a high school college! Is this little girl a student of that college?"

Executive F: "Stay! Is the future wife a high school student?"

Executive A: "Look, what is this little girl wearing on her hand?"

Hearing this, everyone present dropped their jaws in fright.

Qiao Yimo didn't care what they said, she blinked aside, took out her phone and started playing.

A man's deep and magnetic voice continued to radiate from his ears, coaxing the energetic Qiao Yimo into a drowsy sleep.

After the meeting, Leng Juan took Qiao Yimo to the lounge.

"The food is cold, let the people below warm it up." Qiao Yimo yawned lazily.

The man's Xiaoxiemei's phoenix eyes flickered, and the tails of his eyes were raised, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, his deep voice came out of his throat: "Momo, you actually brought me food yourself."

Qiao Yimo, who was drowsy at first, immediately became energetic when she heard this. She smiled, her eyebrows were evil, and she said calmly: "Yeah, I just didn't expect you to be liked by girls."

It's scary that there are still many women who want to deliver food to their door.

She didn't take what the girl at the front desk said just now to heart.
It's just that I remembered it for a moment.

Hearing what Qiao Yimo said, the man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Well, only you don't know my goodness."

After chasing her for so long, she remained indifferent.

But what you said just now seems to be a bit jealous?

"Are you jealous?" The man turned his head and hugged Qiao Yimo's waist, and whispered in her ear: "You are clearly jealous, and you still don't admit it."

Jealous?

Qiao Yimo choked for breath and almost didn't recover.

But she really felt uncomfortable when she heard those words from the girl at the front desk.

When she thought of Leng Juan being missed by other women, she felt a little sour.

In an instant, panic surged into her heart, she turned around and pushed the man's chest, "You eat first, I'll think about it later."

This feeling is so strange and scary, she seems to want to possess this man
Qiao Yimo turned her head and covered her chest with a sad face, "Is this what you like?"

(End of this chapter)