Jane Huan naturally didn't ignore the eyes cast by the temperament beauty on herself. Just now she caught the eyes of the temperament beauty looking at Huo moting when she came out of the rest room. She had been in a large company herself, and was very clear about the secret ambiguity between the successful boss and the beautiful and capable female subordinates.

What Huo nianyan had told her also came to mind——

... last time I saw my father say those words to an aunt, and then the aunt smiled at my father.

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Huo moting has left his desk and sat on the sofa.

He untied the loose knot on the fast food bag, as if he hadn't noticed the difference of Jane Huan. He casually asked her like chatting at home: "did you buy it downstairs?"

"The third house on the left is offering a special price. The original price of those dishes is 16 yuan. Now it's only 8 yuan."

Jane Huan didn't know why she wanted to add the last two sentences, as if she had deliberately responded to him.

Huo moting opened the lunch box and stared at the two dishes mixed inside. He basically couldn't see the original appearance. Jane Huan looked at him and vaguely heard a sigh, but it was like her auditory hallucination. Over there, Huo moting had stood up with the lunch box.

Jane Huan thought he was going to lose it, but when he came to the door, he looked back at her: "really let me go to the tea room and heat it in the microwave?"

Jane Huan was stunned and said, "I don't know where the tea room is."

"I'll take you there."

Jane Huan thought he was taking off his pants and farting. It was unnecessary. "What else am I going to do when you go?"

"Come here," he insisted.

The two people spent so much, and finally Jane Huan gave in.

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Jingxing and Yang Xi came out of an office and saw Jian Huan dawdling behind Huo moting into the tea room.

Yang Xi held Jingxing to go: "is that little girl a relative of President Huo's family?"

Jingxing looked at the tea room: "why do you ask?"

"I heard that Mr. Huo's niece returned to China not long ago. It looks like this. I saw her come out of the rest room of Mr. Huo's office just now."

"No." Jingxing said and found that Yang Xi was silent.

Jingxing knows Yang Xi's mind more or less: "manager Yang, some things can't be forced, especially emotional things."

Yang Xi smiled bitterly: "I dare not dream, but this... Is a little unexpected. Don't you think... It's too young?"

Yes, he looked like he graduated from high school and didn't have too many social habits. When Jingxing noticed Huo moting's idea, he was shocked. He thought Huo moting liked mature and cultured celebrities, just like his dead wife. As a result, he fell in love with green fruits such as teacher Jian.

"Who knows!" Jingxing approached Yang Xi and whispered, "to be honest, I couldn't believe it at that time."

Yang Xi looked at the direction of the tea room and said nothing.

Jingxing was afraid that Yang Xi would get into trouble and couldn't help beating on the side: "manager Yang, you're old enough to get married."

"Don't worry, I still have a little self-knowledge. I always admire Huo, but I won't have the idea that I shouldn't have."

Yang Xi sighed, "it's the one who's still in Las Vegas. After waiting for so many years, you shouldn't forget it if you know?"

As soon as she reminded, Jingxing remembered that there was such a number one person: "she is wishful thinking. What's the matter with Huo?"

"Secretary Jing, you don't know women. President Huo hasn't been around anyone these years. Although he doesn't seem anxious or impatient, he is sure that he will get what he wants one day. A woman has spent the best time in her life on a man and wants something back after all."

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Jian Huan was forced by Huo moting to sit on the sofa and watch him eat.

She found that even a meal of about 20 yuan in a roadside restaurant could be eaten by him to the level of thousands of yuan.

Before long, the temperament beauty came in again, sent several documents, and left without saying a word.

Jane Huan stared at her back. After the door was closed, she asked Huo moting in a seemingly unintentional tone: "is she your secretary?"

"Yang Xi is the manager of the public relations department." Huo moting's answer is very simple without too much explanation.

"She looks like she's been with you for years."

Huo Mo Ting stopped his chopsticks and looked up at her. His eyes seemed to see a hole in her.

Jane Huan didn't hold it, but directly pointed it out: "she likes you."

Huo Mo Ting smiled. Although the laughter was very light, Jian Huan heard it. His expression was like listening to a humorous joke.

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