Bad Boy Pampers Otaku Girl

"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry."

Zhou Mengmeng seems to suddenly have the courage to break free, throw away his hand and rush out of the company, into an unknown alley. At the moment when the psychological defense line was about to break through, she fled in time.

She can almost imagine the astonishment of Wen ye being abandoned on the spot and the sneer of the staff around him. But there was no other way. If she let him lead her to tell the world, it would be even more difficult for her to get away. As for the consequences of doing so, even if they are not dismissed, it will be very difficult to stay here in the future.

Is it worth giving up a job and getting spiritual freedom? Zhou Mengmeng believed that it was the best choice to cut off early before the complete occupation. So no matter what the consequences, at least Wen ye will not have that kind of unclear attitude towards her.

This... Is a good result. Zhou Mengmeng felt that she was a little weak and leaned against the wall. She was nervous all night and didn't sleep well at all. Now she hasn't eaten anything. Her stomach disease is just getting better. It's strange that she can stand it. But in addition to dizziness, there is no other discomfort. Even if I go to the company now, I am absent. Otherwise, I will find a roadside stall to buy some breakfast.

It's hard to see those vendors in the center of the city. There are only more expensive restaurants. She went further and saw a restaurant selling beef noodles.

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles."

Zhou Mengmeng covered his hungry stomach and found a seat to sit down.

"No chili."

After the boss brought the noodles over, he enthusiastically drank a cup of boiled water. Zhou Mengmeng is very satisfied.

The phone rings. It's mother. She quickly picked up her cell phone and said, "Mom."

"I didn't answer a few phone calls last night. Are you busy with your work? Liang Yin asked her friend to buy me a bunch of things, all for food. This... This is not good. "

She sighed deeply.

Zhou Mengmeng is holding a mobile phone and doesn't know what to say. Liang Yin takes good care of her all the time. Although she is a good friend from junior high school, she is very nice to her. From time to time, they will send some food and things to their mothers in other places.

"That's what she wants, too, Ma. Don't think about it."

Because he was eating noodles, Zhou Mengmeng's words were a little vague.

"Well, are you eating? Don't be hungry at noon. I'll leave you alone. "

The phone was cut off soon, and Zhou Mengmeng could hear her mother's fatigue. Of course, she didn't tell her mother that she often played truant in her junior year. As for work, she just made a few hasty remarks.

To her surprise, Wen ye will appear at this time. Without warning, it's so abrupt. Zhou Mengmeng seems to feel that she can't escape. She immediately turns around, and then faces Wen ye, who is walking slowly with beef noodles.

In his suit and shoes, he was out of place with the shabby and disorderly environment of the shop. The shop owner was stunned for a moment.

Helplessly, even if her back turned to ashes, he knew it. As he sat opposite her, he saw Zhou Mengmeng's very indecent face and frowned.

"Give me an explanation."

Good. He went straight to the point and didn't even give her a chance to exchange greetings.

"I'm sorry."

All she could do was bite her teeth. It seems that in the past few days when I met him, this sentence appeared a little frequently. But it's true that she's really sorry for Wen Ye.

The person on the other side was obviously not satisfied with the reply. He still sat idly and put a chopstick into his mouth. Then he looked stiff and swallowed it without chewing. Zhou Mengmeng also knew what it was called - wealth disease. The corner of the lip is a clear smile: "Mr. Wen, this kind of goods is not suitable for you."

This sentence obviously kills two birds with one stone. It's not just about this bowl of bad beef noodles.

"Not suitable doesn't mean not."

His pupils suddenly contracted and narrowed into a cunning curve like a fox.

"Zhou Mengmeng, you don't behave like a normal woman."

She's not normal because she's more sober than those girls in their twenties.

"Mr. Wen, what do you think normal women should do? You have to be happy if you are not moved. If you were my boyfriend, I might

Zhou Mengmeng is obviously broken. Now that we're all talking about this, what's more.

Wen Ye's anger is not easy to show, when his language is not soft, you can easily find the cold in his eyes.

"I'm a businessman. I don't make unnecessary investments. If you think I'm going to do so much for the sake of the relationship between my superiors and subordinates, you're stupid."

What he means is that they are not just the relationship between employees and the boss? Zhou Mengmeng was shocked. Then Wen ye can't be true... How can it be! They've only known each other for a few days, and they don't spend much time together. Does he want to! A mouthful of beef noodles came out, and Zhou Mengmeng coughed hard.

"You want to choke yourself?" Instead of comforting him, he looks indifferent. Zhou Mengmeng pinched his neck with both hands, and his face was red with cough. What's more terrible than eating cockroaches?

The answer is cursed by Wen Ye. She recovered for a long time before recovering her face. She looked at the well-dressed man in front of her with a lingering fear and asked with panic, "Mr. Wen, what do you mean by that?"

Wen Ye's heart twitches. Can this woman's EQ be lower? Or is there something wrong with your ability to express yourself? Suppressing his anger, he raised his eyebrows: "it means that only my family members will be brought into the 28th floor of Wen's mansion."

Before Zhou Mengmeng had time to speak, the shopkeeper on one side cut in.

"Miss, you can promise this gentleman. He has a good environment and treats you well..."

Do business, do business, be a matchmaker! Her heart was full of scorn. Wen Ye's intention can be determined at last, but what scares her more is that his explanation, which is not a confession, not only doesn't reassure her, but also makes her more incredible.

"Mr. Wen, can't you get married?"

She asked sincerely, but from the performance of Wen Ye's forehead, this sentence offended Long Wei.

"You don't need to get your salary this month. In the future, you will only get 300 yuan a month for basic food and drink, and the rest will be paid off."

"What... What debt!"

"Yesterday's debt."

Zhou Mengmeng beat his chest and feet, but he couldn't say a word. This product is a unscrupulous merchant! As the president, don't give her some pocket money even if, also deduct salary! It's just abuse of power. How about women!

But she obediently did not retort, who knows what torture it would be to say another wrong word waiting for her.

"Go, go home."

Looking at Zhou Mengmeng's angry and speechless face, Wen Ye is obviously very satisfied. She reaches out a hand like a handout. She carefully holds it and gets up.

Palm stick and pass each other's temperature.

She didn't know what kind of state it was. After that, she couldn't refuse any of his requests.

In fact, life with the president is painful. Not only is private money not allowed to be hidden, he needs to know every expense clearly. Zhou Mengmeng hasn't done online shopping for a long time. She wants to cry in the face of her purse.

As the saying goes, people are in a good mood at happy events. Although she can't stand his stingy character, she is very satisfied with this pair of leather bags. At least it's a kind of enjoyment to watch them every day. But the subtle relationship with Wen Ye doesn't affect her working state. In the company, because of the threat of Wen Ye's salary deduction, everyone never mentions the secret relationship between them. It's just that these people pay more and more attentions to Zhou Mengmeng.

But Yu Suo could only stare at her pathetic eyes. Zhou Mengmeng can almost guess that he is a poor man threatened by Wen Ye.

"Sister Mengmeng, your family's Wenye is too much. My year-end bonus will be deducted soon after the new year. I'm so poor that I haven't bought cosmetics for several days."

When there was no one around, Yu SuoCai came pitifully. Tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she complained bitterly, "others are all married. You are also in charge of the president, sister Mengmeng."

After a period of contact, Zhou Mengmeng also found that Yu Suo's sissy is just the appearance, but in fact there is still some masculinity, but these are different from person to person.

"I can't help it. I only got a few hundred yuan's salary in three months."

Holding a pen, she scribbled in her notebook. In order to perform well, she took the initiative to increase her workload. Every night, she basically had to work late to return to the dormitory. This also causes the strong dissatisfaction of Wen ye who sends her home every day.

"Your boss has a crush on you? Keep you so late every day? " Wen Ye sits in the driver's seat and stares at his watch impatiently. When he sees Zhou Mengmeng coming, he pulls her into the co pilot's seat.

Their contact was limited to holding hands, eating and driving her. But that's enough for Zhou Mengmeng. After all, they are not formal girlfriends and girlfriends. It shows that the man's self-control ability is not bad.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Mengmeng leaned against the seat, her eyes closed.

"I asked for overtime myself..."

"Lunatic."

His voice condensation, see her face tired, eyes and soft a little bit, "I recently a little busy, sometimes may be the driver to pick you up."

"Yes, yes. It's understandable that the president manages everything every day. "

She still didn't open her eyes.

Hiss - the car stops suddenly. Wen Ye bends down and presses her soft body. His eyes are burning: "Zhou Mengmeng, you've been tired in just a few days. Open your eyes and look at me."

Shocked by the sudden warm air, she suddenly opened her eyes, a magnified handsome face with a deep sense of oppression.

Zhou Mengmeng's long and narrow eyelashes blinked, and she burst out laughing.

"Are you still laughing?" Asked Wen Ye.

"No, no, I just think... I'm lucky."

Zhou Mengmeng is telling the truth. How lucky she is to get his favor. Although it may be just a novelty that can't last long, she can enjoy a moment if it lasts for a moment.

"That's good."

Wen Ye is obviously very helpful. He has a slight hook on his lips and a slight kiss on her ear. Although it's just a taste, it's still very sweet. Zhou Mengmeng is not so cheeky. Her whole face is scarlet and can be broken by blowing.

The car was still speeding. He saw a woman in the rearview mirror with a smile on her face.