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Zhou Qian hasn't reacted for a while. When she reacts, Berman has entered the office.

"No!" Zhou Qian suddenly changed her face, scolded Berman countless times in her heart, and hurried in.

She went straight in while she wasn't paying attention.

She is in charge of reception. If someone breaks into the president's office without communication, that responsibility

"Sorry, President, I didn't expect this lady to be hard..." Chuang.

A Chuang word had not yet been exported. Zhou Qian was shocked and sweating all over.

I only heard Berman's son softly shout to Yan Sihan, "Sihan."

Listening to the word "Si Han", Yan Si Han frowned.

Berman?

Glancing at the frightened white faced secretary on one side, he motioned for people to go down first, "you go down first."

"Yes, yes, president." Zhou Qian trembled and turned away in fear.

Her legs didn't soften until she got out of the office door.

Yan Sihan's original intention was to let the Secretary step down in order not to make things more troublesome. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qian misunderstood directly.

She was pale and sweaty.

It's over... She really stopped the wrong person.

Zhou Qian was even more frightened at the thought of Berman's cry Yan Sihan.

The president was not unhappy and proved that he agreed with the title

Next, Zhou Qian didn't dare to think about it.

In the office across the door, Berman thought about Zhou Qian's frightened face before she left. It hurt quickly.

"What are you doing here?"

A low voice interrupted Berman's meditation.

Yan Sihan looked at her and ignored the disgust that rose in her heart when she called him Sihan.

Si Han should be called by close people.

For example——

Yan Sihan's mind popped up Gu zhixia's sly and enchanting little face.

Gu zhixia

A few days ago, the picture of two people getting along jumped into his mind, and Yan Sihan's face was soft.

Beiman'er noticed Yan Si's cold and soft face and was a little happy.

Holding the corner of her lips, she came forward to say something.

The next second, Berman's smile froze.

"Say something." Yan sixhan didn't know when to collect the softness at the bottom of his eyes and looked alienated.

He didn't like Behrman's rash intrusion into his office.

Berman's face was stiff for only a moment. She quickly adjusted her expression and asked suspiciously, "didn't young master he tell you?"

He Yizhi?

Yan Sihan picked his eyebrows and put a document aside. "Did he let you come?"

What is he Yizhi doing? Let Berman come to his office?

"Well, didn't young master he tell you yesterday? He said he would tell you." Berman nodded and smiled apologetically, "sorry, did I bother you?"

She was sure that according to Yan Sihan's character, she wouldn't say it. If she interrupted this sentence, she would ask so.

Yan Sihan really didn't intend to say.

He glanced at Behrman with an apologetic face in front of him, picked up his cell phone and planned to ask he Yizhi.

As a result, he was interrupted by Berman before his hand touched the key of his mobile phone.

Behrman looked considerate. "Maybe young master he has something temporary, so he missed the appointed time."

Looking at the meaning that Yan Sihan's mobile phone hasn't been put down, she then said, "I'll wait for young master he here. I won't make a sound to affect you."

Yan Si's cold eyes were pale, and his black eyes stared at her, "why did Yi Zhi let you wait here?"

"Well, he called me yesterday and asked me to wait for him here at nine o'clock today. He said he had something to tell me." Berman explained softly.

As she spoke, she watched Yan Sihan's reaction.

Hearing the speech, Yan Sihan frowned and put down his mobile phone.

Ignoring Berman, he picked up the document again and began to read it.

Behrman looked at his cold attitude and didn't know whether to relax or not.

Countless men fell under her charm, and Yan Sihan was unmoved.

For a moment, there was a rustle of the pen tip across the paper in the room.

Yan Sihan, with his black eyes drooping over the documents, was absorbed and didn't give Berman a look.

Berman reluctantly bit his lips and embedded his bright red fingernails in the palm of his hand.

I don't know what she thought, her eyes flashed.

After looking at the time in the mobile phone, she went to the French window next to Yan Sihan.

With his hands on the French windows, Behrman looked down at the downstairs as if he were looking at the scenery.

Two hours later, he Yizhi hasn't come yet.

Behrman took back his hand from the French window, glanced downstairs, and his red lips aroused a mysterious smile.

When she came to Yan Sihan, she frowned, "young master he hasn't come yet. Maybe something has been delayed. I won't disturb him first."

"En." Yan Sihan only looked up and glanced at her lightly, nodded, then lowered his eyes and continued to review the documents.

The cold attitude, words and deeds made it difficult to maintain the smile on Berman's face.

She pinched the palm of her hand and pulled up a smile, "well... Bye, we'll make an appointment another day when you have time."

With that, she turned and left in high heels.

Berman slowed down when he reached the door of the office.

Looking back at Yan Sihan who reviewed the documents, she crossed a trace of calculation in her eyes.

From an angle that Yan Sihan couldn't see, Behrman rubbed his hair, then pulled the collar of his skirt, and finally tore a big gap in his skirt.

Raising her feet to go out, she suddenly remembered something and pinched out several ambiguous red marks between her white neck.

Behrman took out a small mirror and looked at it, and went out satisfied.

Outside the office, Berman's arrival has already attracted the attention of countless company employees. In particular, she has been alone with Yan Sihan for two hours in the office.

This is even more fascinating.

Many gossip people in the company are talking about it one after another.

"For two hours, what is that woman doing in the office with the president?"

"Talk about work? It won't take so long to talk about work? Will it..."

"I think it's possible. I heard sister Xiaoqian say that the woman directly called our president Sihan, but the president was not angry."

"No, is she really the president's girlfriend?"

……

With more and more gossip, an employee couldn't help turning his face and looking at Zhou Qian on one side, "sister Xiaoqian, that woman really called the president's name, and the president wasn't angry?"

You know, usually their president is not close to women.

"Don't ask me!" the longer Berman stayed in the office, the more ugly Zhou Qian looked.

At this time, her heart was in a mess.

Is it really the president's girlfriend?

She stopped the president's girlfriend and made rude remarks

Zhou Qian didn't dare to think what would happen if Berman told her.

While the employees were having a heated discussion, a Qianying came down in the president's exclusive elevator.

Instantly, whoosh whoosh, everyone's eyes turned to the people who came down, and the discussion disappeared.

Berman's cheeks are ruddy, there are shallow bite marks on the corners of her lips, and several small strawberries on her neck are particularly ambiguous.