CEO spoils me too much

"By..." Ji Qianchen blew himself up from the bed.

The quilt that wraps oneself suddenly falls from the body.

The spring light on the body is exposed in front of Ling Xiaohan.

"My mother." Ji Qianchen quickly went back to bed and covered himself with a quilt. This time, he wrapped himself up from head to foot. It was airtight and didn't let his full screen embarrassment come out of the quilt.

The blue, blue, purple and purple on the body are all traces of happiness. They are also stared at by Ling Xiaohan.

Ji Qianchen, who is in bed, wants to cry without tears.

Her old face!

After that, it's gone.

With a smile on his lips, Ling Xiao shook his head and flashed out of the lounge.

Back at the office, he picked up his cell phone and gave rob a call.

"Master, please tell me."

The phone will connect soon. He's right outside the door.

However, the young master called him on his mobile phone, which surprised him a lot.

"Go and prepare a set of clothes to send in. The size of the little lady should be able to cover her neck."

"OK, rob understands." Rob took a breath of relief after answering the phone.

Young lady, it's really not in vain.

Happy to go out to prepare clothes for little lady, go downstairs.

The company's employees grabbed him and asked, "how's it going? Has the president's wife managed the president successfully?"

People throughout the company are most concerned about whether the next career life is still in hot water.

Rob made an OK gesture with his hand and smiled out of the company.

When the company saw his gesture, they clapped their hearts at ease.

When Ji Qianchen came out of the company, he wore a cap, sunglasses and mask, plus a high collar and long skirt. He was fully armed and covered up.

People in the company only saw a strange woman come out of the elevator. No one recognized this person as the president's wife. They thought it was a big star of Ling's entertainment.

Run out of Lingxiao international building, Ji Qianchen is relieved.

Back to Ling's entertainment, it was almost 12 o'clock.

As soon as entering the company's gate, Ji Yanran scared her like a ghost who had been dormant for a long time.

"Ji Thousand Morning. "

Ji Qianchen glanced at her coldly: "my cousin is so kind to me. It's all the same. She's waiting for me to come to work as a doorkeeper."

"You It's the gatekeeper. I ask you, I'll give you the invitation letter for that show. That's to look up to you. How can you beat me back and blame me? "

Ji Yanran is furious, pointing to Ji Qianchen's serious questioning.

"When did I blame you?"

Ji Qianchen remembers that although he was hit by the show, he got lucky in the end and increased the exposure of his brand.

"Then why did all my acting stop after that day?"

"I don't know."

Ji Qianchen shrugged and stepped on high heels to the direction of the design department.

"It's not who you will be. The people above say it's the order of Ling Xiaohan. I tell you that you will be punished for your kindness and hatred." Ji Yanran keeps up with Ji Qianchen.

"It's my husband's order. How can it be my revenge?" Ji Qianchen turned his head and asked with a smile.

"He's your husband, not your tongue."

, "cousin, you really think I'm very busy. I have nothing to do with your tongue. I tell you, I thought you were a cold woman, so I hate you, but later you found that you have not even seen one of his gods, except for your own love. Now, cousin, I hate you so much, at the very least, I do not like you. Just, don't worry, I don't do such a boring thing. "

Ji Qianchen held out his hand and patted the nervous cousin all day, then turned and entered the design department.

"Hello Ji Qianchen, stop for me and speak clearly. " Ji Yanran was just about to follow in.

Bang.

The door of Ji Qianchen's office is closed, which makes her shut up.

Qi Qing stands at the corner of the design department and looks at Ji Yanran, who is stupid to the extreme, angrily walking out of the design department.

See her go.

Qi Qing takes out her mobile phone and dials out a phone: "Ling Xiaohan must have been investigating the invitation. Don't expose that it's my recommendation."

At that end came a steady voice: "don't worry, Qingqing, we do business, you can rest assured."

After the phone call, Qi Qing glanced at the design department coldly and turned to leave.

Ji Qianchen is sitting in his office watching the latest show video in Paris.

The cell phone suddenly rings.

She stared at the computer screen, touched her mobile phone and put it in her ear: "hello?"

"Hello, thousands, haven't you been looking for me for so long?" Mubei's joking voice came from the other end of the phone.Ji Qianchen's expression suddenly froze. "Are you OK to call me?"

"I'm sorry. I lost a lot for you. You didn't come to comfort me these days. You can see how cruel you are." Mubei holds the mobile phone in one hand, and reaches into the sleeve handed over by the servant with the other hand. The lips of a pair of villains are curling up in a seductive arc.

"You haven't seen the more ruthless side of me. For the sake of my happy marriage life, I swear that you will never be able to get up in the hospital bed all your life. Besides, you will never see again."

Jiqianchen Li Suo's roar is over, hang up the phone, then drag that number into the blacklist.

Sitting back in his chair, Ji Qianchen holds his chin and his mouth is light.

In order to Ling Xiaohan, she cut peach blossom by herself.

Oh, how deep is her love.

I've been hanged in Ling Xiaohan's tree all my life.

At that time.

Mubei grins and calls back Ji Qianchen's cell phone.

Dial again, it won't work.

It's not enough once. Dial again.

Mubei's response is that her number was blacklisted by Ji Qianchen's woman.

Interesting.

Throw the cell phone on the bed, then turn around and go to the mirror to clean up your windbreaker.

Buckle up, and trim some messy hair.

Satisfied with the dress, I picked up a pair of sunglasses from the table and put them on the top of the nose.

He limped out of the bedroom holding the car key.

When the servant saw the mobile phone he had left on the bed, he quickly picked it up and chased it out: "third young master, your mobile phone."

Mubei looks at the servant of the gray and dark Department through the sunglasses, and the evil spirit smiles: "the mobile phone pulled black by the woman I like should be useless. Deal with it."

"Yes, young master." The servant was stupefied, shaking his hands holding the mobile phone.

I've heard that the third young master is eccentric all the time. Today I really appreciate it.

Mubei helps the sunglasses and walks out of the porch.

A black Bentley has been waiting there for a long time with its door open.

"Three young masters, please."

Mubei looks down and gets into the car.

The door is closed.

Bentley launched, slowly out of the Mu manor.