Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius

    Jiang Shengyan pushed her hair behind her ears and took a step forward, "Is there only Aunt Huang in this family?"

    Jing You asked suspiciously, "Do you want anyone else?"

    Jiang Shengyan raised his right hand, about to touch Jingyou's face.

     She was interrupted by a voice from outside the door: "Baby pimple, look who's back!"

    Jingzhuo appeared at the door with the voice.

    Jiang Shengyan immediately took a step back and turned his body.

     "Chairman." Jiang Shengyan greeted with a smile.

    "The little devil won't let you off work?"

    Jing Zhenzhu's eyes shifted from Jiang Shengyan's face to Jing You's face, "Little You, Secretary Jiang also has his own life!"

    "Why is grandma back?" Jing You said.

    Jing Zhenzhu said, "Aren't you happy when grandma is back?"

    Jing You: "Aunt Huang said she doesn't know when you will be back."

    Jing Zhenzhu: "I don't want to surprise you!"

    Jing You: "Why should I be surprised?"

    Jing Zhenzhu moved her mouth but did not speak, the expression on her face seemed to say: "How do you keep a little white-eyed wolf!"

    She hummed and took Jiang Shengyan's arm.

    "Sheng Yan, accompany me to chat for a while, let's ignore this little brat!"

    Jiang Shengyan showed a faint smile and went downstairs with Jingzhuzhu.

    Jing You breathed a sigh of relief, and put the little moles hidden in his pockets back one by one, at the same position and angle.

    Jiang Shengyan helped Aunt Huang put the dishes on the table, a table of light dishes.

    Back from the trip, Jing Pearl has no appetite.

    Jiang Shengyan took a seat beside Jing You, and habitually helped her put a tablecloth on her lap.

    The corners of Jing You's lips twitched upwards.

    Jiang Shengyan's gaze stopped on Jing You's face for a second, then quickly moved away.

    "Little You, I met a very interesting little **** the island. She can't do anything except spend money! I like it very much." Jing Zhenzhu's eyes flashed with joy.

    Jing You asked: "How small?"

    Jing Pearl: "Similar to you."

    Jing You frowned, put down his chopsticks, and put his two hands on his knees, looking solemn.

    "You are my grandma, no matter what, I will support you."

    Jing Zhenzhu was surprised, "You know what I'm going to say before I speak?"

    Jing You pursed her lips.

    "I know you're hard to say," paused, "I have no problem."

    Jing Zhenzhu immediately put on a smiling expression, "Our little You really grew up! Then this marriage is set!"

    "Marriage?" Jing You looked embarrassed, "I thought you were just having fun."

    Jing Zhenzhu opened her mouth in surprise and said, "Do you still want to play casually? Are you still the wooden granddaughter I grew up watching?"

    Jing You puzzled: "Grandma wants to fall in love with a grandchildren, why are you kidding me?"

    Not waiting for Jing Zhenzhu to speak, she added: "Although I don't object to you falling in love, but marriage is not acceptable."

    Jing Zhenzhu covered her heart and took a few quick breaths, "Are you trying to **** off your grandma?! How could I fall in love with a little girl your age?!"

    Jing You: "You just said you like her very much."

    Jing Zhenzhu held her forehead, "Oh! Secretary Jiang, quickly bring my quick-acting heart-saving pills!"

    Jing You: "Grandma, you have no heart disease."

    Jing Zhenzhu looked at Jiang Shengyan and said, "If only I had a granddaughter as gentle and considerate as you, I would live at least twenty years longer!"

    Jiang Shengyan only bent his lips, then lowered his head to eat.

    Jing You pondered, and said, "It's even worse to get married without falling in love. Grandma can only love freedom but not marriage freedom."

    Jing Zhenzhu slapped the chopsticks on the bowl, pouted childishly, and said, "This meal is unbearable!"

    Jing You had a solemn expression and asked, "Isn't grandma not going to marry her?"

    "Stop talking!" Jing Zhenzhu picked up the chopsticks again and stopped paying attention to her granddaughter.

    —people are iron and steel, and only when they are full can they have the strength to fight with their granddaughter.

    Jing You shook his head and sighed: "Grandma is still so headstrong at her age!"

    Jiang Shengyan kept silent.

    Jing Zhenzhu was full after eating, and regained her strength, and said to Jingyou: "The girl grandma just said is the little daughter of the Zhou family. Kind and cute."

    Jing You interjected: "Are you two in love?"

    Jing Zhenzhu took a deep breath, "I want to get you engaged and make her your fiancee!"

    Jingyou's eyebrows immediately knotted and said, "Why do you want to be my fiancee? I didn't expect grandma to be such a person. If you are embarrassed to marry, you will have to kiss your granddaughter to cover you. !"

    "What the **** are you talking about!" Jing Zhenzhu stood up suddenly, almost overturning the chair behind him.

    She patted the table hard, "Ambulance! Call me an ambulance!"

    Jing You said: "Grandma is so angry that she doesn't need an ambulance."

    Jing Zhenzhu put one hand on his hips and held the table with the other, and said in a weak voice, "Your grandma will make you mad one day sooner or later!"

    Jing You leaned forward, raised her head and looked at Jing Zhenzhu, "I gave in, it was grandma's request too much."

    "I have nothing to do with other girls!" Jing Zhenzhu panted, "She is the fiancee I chose for you."

    "What do I want my fiancee to do?" Jing You looked blank.

    Jing Zhenzhu said: "Grandma finally found a small cabbage that suits her heart, take it home and store it first!"

    "Then why don't you put it in your cellar and throw it to me?"

    Jing You lowered his head and pondered for a while, "If grandma wants to force me to agree to your marriage in this way, then grandma succeeded."

    Jing Zhenzhu opened her mouth several times, but did not say a word.

    Jing You rubbed her brow bone with her middle finger, and asked, "Does grandma have to have a love affair?"

    Jing Zhenzhu gritted her teeth and said, "Grandma has no interest in her at all!"

    "It was admitted by Grandma herself."

    Jing You turned his head to Jiang Shengyan and said, "Secretary Jiang, please prepare a contract for me, I can rest assured in black and white."

    Jingzhu covered her eyes and rubbed back and forth.

    She calmly said: "Xiaoyou, you never thought about getting married?"

    Jing You: "I'm only 21 years old."

    Jing Zhenzhu: "If you don't get married now, you will get married in the future."

    Jing You said: "If I have to get married, I will choose someone who won the Nobel Prize." The expression was very serious.

    Jing Zhenzhu waved her hand, "Forget it, you're still young, we'll talk about it later."

    Jing You asked worriedly, "Grandma really isn't interested in that person anymore?"

    Jing Zhenzhu said angrily: "You removed the word 'la' for me! I have never been interested!"

    Jing You breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

    Jing Zhenzhu's face filled with disgust, "How can I have a stone granddaughter like you!"

    Two people automatically terminated the thread.

    Jiang Shengyan caught the air and stood up to leave: "Chairman, it's getting late, I'll go home first."

    "No!" Jing You stopped, "I still have something to do with Secretary Jiang."

    Jing Zhenzhu said angrily: "It's so late that I don't let people go back to rest, how did I teach you?"

    Jing You: "The company will give it back to grandma."

    Jing Zhenzhu was silent.

    Jiang Sheng nodded, "Then I'll go out and make a call first." He turned and left the restaurant.

    Jing Zhenzhu glanced at Jiang Shengyan's back and asked, "Are you making Secretary Jiang angry?"

    "No."

    After Jing You answered, her eyes were puzzled, "Why did grandma say that?"

    Jing Zhenzhu was rather gloating, "If you don't make Secretary Jiang angry, then she simply doesn't want to care about you! Even she can be mad at you... tsk tsk tsk!"

    Jing You couldn't believe it, and his tone was indifferent: "I now doubt that you are my biological grandmother."

    Jing Zhenzhu whispered: "I hope you are not my biological granddaughter."

    Jing You: "I can hear it!"

    Jing Zhenzhu: "I just told you."

    “…”

    A long, eerie silence.

    Jing You couldn't help but ask: "Why does Grandma say Secretary Jiang doesn't want to talk to me?"

    Jing Zhenzhu snorted coldly, "I have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten."

    Jing You seriously refuted: "Grandma can't eat more salt than I eat. The daily intake of salt should not exceed—"

    "Shut up!" Jing Zhenzhu waved at Jing You and got up.

    "I'll make my next vacation plan when I get home, and I'll still be able to baby you!"

    There was no one else at the table, Jing You also stood up and went upstairs with questions.

    Jing You leaned lazily on the rocking chair, waiting for Jiang Shengyan to come back.

    The phone rings.

    Jing You glanced at the screen, it was Lu Xian's call.

    She thought it was troublesome to wear headphones, so she directly pressed the public release.

    "Have you found the answer to that question?" Lu Xian asked.

    Jing You: "No."

    Lu Xian's voice was excited: "I thought of an excellent idea, you can talk to Secretary Jiang a few more words to make her feel angry and think of killing you again, so that you can You can verify how her hand feels!"

    "Wait, that's not right." Lu Xian said, "This method won't work, you all think that I have bacteria on my hands, and you also think that Secretary Jiang has bacteria on my hands, I need to think again. ."

    Jing You said without hesitation: "Secretary Jiang's hand is not as difficult to accept as yours."

    "That's much easier." Lu Xian didn't notice anything wrong.

    Jing You thought for a moment and asked, "Why does she get angry when I talk to Secretary Jiang a few more words?"

    On the phone, Lu Xian was silent for half a minute.

    "Do you need to ask me this question?"

    "Huh?" Jing You was confused.

    Lu Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said decisively: "Okay, these are not the point, you just do as I say!"

    Jing You: "Then what can I say to make Secretary Jiang angry?"

    Lu Xian seemed to have heard a low-level question, and laughed a few times disdainfully, "As long as you keep playing at a normal level, what can you say that won't make her angry?"

    Jing You suddenly realized and said, "Did you collude with grandma to bully me together?"

    Lu Xian: "I haven't seen Ms. Pearl for a long time. Say hello to her for me, I'm hanging up."

    "Beep...beep...beep..."

    Jing You scratched his nose and said to himself: "Would you like to try it in her way?"

    "Forget it, it's too much trouble."

    Jing You stood up and turned around to see Zhang's suddenly enlarged face.

    "Sister what are you doing!"

    Jing You took a deep breath, just thought he had hit a ghost.

    Jiang Sheng said, "I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear me."

    Jing You: "Then you heard me call?"

    Jiang Shengyan nodded.

    Jiang Shengyan basically heard the content of the conversation between the two. If she guessed correctly, Jing You and Lu Xian were probably discussing this issue in the cafe during the day.

    —What did Jing You kiss in the morning?

    Jiang Shengyan didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

    What is certain is that Jing You dislikes Lu Xian's hand even more.

    This relieved the stagnation in her heart, and her whole body became smooth.

    Jing You's eyes fell on Jiang Shengyan's hand.

    Ask: "Can you go wash your hands?"

    Jiang Sheng was puzzled, and subconsciously leaned his ear towards Jingyou, "The boss just said that I should wash my hands?"

    Jing You straight to the point: "I want to know why Secretary Jiang's hands are soft."

    Jiang Shengyan didn't think about it that much, and subconsciously raised his hand and turned it over to look, "My hand is quite slender."

    Jing You: "My mouth was soft when I touched it in the morning."

    Jiang Shengyan accidentally took a breath of cold air and went in, "bang bang bang" coughed for a while before stopping.

    Jing You immediately moved to the side, covering her mouth and nose with her hands.

    "Does Secretary Jiang have a cold?" she asked.

    "Yes, I have a cold." Jiang Shengyan made up nonsense, "My hands are full of cold germs."

    Jing You's eyes were firm, "Then I'll give it a try. I must find out what happened this morning! I kissed the back of your hand, it's not like that."

    Jiang Shengyan twitched the corners of his mouth, pushed Jing You's shoulders from behind, and said stiffly, "It's very late, go take a shower."

    Jing You's face suddenly showed a clear look, and he turned around suddenly.

    "Could it be that Secretary Jiang lied?!"

    Jiang Shengyan lost his calmness and shook his head like a rattle.

    "Secretary Jiang must have lied!" Jing You was certain, "Actually, what I encountered was not a hand, right!"

    Jiang Sheng said with a dry smile: "Then boss, tell me, why did I lie to you?"

    Jing You suddenly changed his face, raised his eyebrows sideways and said angrily: "Did you learn some pranks from Secretary Ying?"

    Jiang Shengyan admitted with a smile: "Yes, I learned a prank from Secretary Ying."

    While relieved, she was also a little disappointed.

    Jing You was horrified, "What did Secretary Jiang put on my mouth this morning? Is it a lizard? Or a gecko?"

    Jiang Sheng laughed, "Do you think you have encountered these things?"

    Jing You concentrated on his memories, and frowned at the end and added: "Or a caterpillar?"

    After speaking, he retched.

    Jiang Shengyan sighed, "I really want to know?"

    Jing You nodded vigorously.

    Jiang Shengyan grabbed Jing You's waist and put her lips together.

    Jing You's eyes instantly widened, the pupils dilated, and the dark area in the innermost circle of the pupils enlarged many times.

    Jiang Shengyan only stayed on Jingyou's lips for a moment, and then quickly separated.

    Rao was desperate for this bunch of poppy flowers, and she didn't lose her sense.

    She is not qualified to be reckless.

    "That's how it feels, right?"

    Jingyou's eyelashes flickered up and down a few times, and he nodded.

    Jiang Shengyan lowered his eyes, contradicted himself, and asked softly, "What does it feel like?"

    Jing You raised his hand and scratched his hot and itchy ears, "Secretary Jiang, what kind of prank is this?"

    What a prank.

    She should know without answering, it's not the same feeling as she...

    Jiang Shengyan let go of Jingyou, raised the corners of his lips, and revealed a wry smile.

    "It's a prank that spreads germs to the boss's mouth," she replied.

    "I'm off work." Jiang Shengyan turned around and walked quickly to the door.

    She knew that Jing You should scream and sterilize her mouth at the next moment.

    Until the door of the room was closed, Jing You had not recovered.

    She licked her lips unconsciously—it was so red.

    This is the touch.

    Soft and warm.

    Jingyou turned like a spinning top and fell on the bed, looking at the empty ceiling.

    The two eyes have lost their charm, and the pupils are like lifeless circular color blocks painted with a watercolor pen.

    This must be a dizzying prank.

    Jiang Shengyan drove aimlessly on the road.

    Walking through the lively downtown area, the colorful neon lights light up the prosperity of the city, but it does not light her heart.

    The sweet fragrance on Jing You's lips was still on his lips.

    Aroused Jiang Shengyan's greed, eager to swallow the greed.

    But Jing You's reaction was like a pot of cold water in winter, when it fell down, it formed an ice pick and stabbed Jiang Shengyan's heart.

    A teardrop slid from the corner of Jiang Shengyan's eye, but the corner of his lips slowly curved upward.

     Over the years, how many people have approached Jingyou like moths to a flame, she can clearly see it clearly.

    She was demented to think that she was different from Jingyou.

    Jiang Shengyan wiped away the lone tear with his hands, speeding up the horsepower.

    She can leave work earlier in the future.

    There is a full moon in the sky.

    The road is straight.

    A car gallops in the dark, chasing the moonlight.

    Midnight.

    The moon and stars are hidden, the wind is wild, and the trees are shadowed.

    The room was dark, and there was a shadow turning over on the bed, making a lot of noise.

    Jing You accidentally tangled herself in the quilt, and used her hands and feet to free herself.

    Jing You kicked off the quilt, sat up, and took a deep breath of fresh air.

    Her hair was tangled with static and her eyes were wide open.

    Jing You asked into the air, "What time is it?"

    A mechanical voice sounded: "Hello, Xiaoyou, it's 4:00 in the morning, it's already beyond the healthy sleep time, please go to sleep as soon as possible."

    Jing You fell back on the bed, like a ghost who couldn't rest.

    She smashed her mouth and closed her eyes, but her brain was still very active.

    Jing You took out a blindfold from under the pillow and put it on, and after a few seconds, it was thrown away, like a hot potato.

    There is no other reason, as soon as Jingyou wears the eye patch, he will recall the touch of his lips in the morning.

    Jing You rolled to the bedside and grabbed the phone on the bedside.

    She entered a phone number on the screen, cleared her throat, and said, "Secretary Jiang, please come over now and play a prank."

    Calling Secretary Jiang at this time will you get angry?

    Jing You locked the screen and threw the phone on the bed.

    The whole person swam around the bed like a soft snake.

    Ten minutes later, Jing You picked up the phone again, held her breath, and approached the screen with trembling fingers.

    Jing You quickly threw away the phone before his fingers touched the dial button.

    —No, no, it’s scary for Secretary Jiang to get angry!

    Jing You stretched his arms and leaned back on the bed, his lips slightly parted.

     Scratches all over.

    Ten minutes have passed.

    Jing You's nose trembled.

    "Ah!"

    She sneezed softly.

    Jing You immediately grabbed the phone and dialed Jiang Shengyan's number.

    The call went through quickly.

    "What's the matter?" The voice over the phone was a little cold.

    Jing You said, "I got a cold from Secretary Jiang."

    —“Do you know what time it is?”

    Jing You only had a guilty conscience for a second and then said confidently: "You have infected me with cold germs, I need to go to the hospital."

    —“I’ll call an ambulance for you.”

    As soon as the voice fell, there was only the sound of hanging up on the phone.

    Jing You fell down on the bed.

    Calling at this time will definitely make you angry.

    One second, two seconds…

    One minute, two minutes…

    One hour, two hours…

    It's bright.

    Breakfast in the restaurant.

    Jing You's eyes were full of red blood, and he walked downstairs and sat on the dining chair.

    Jing Pearl put down the magazine in her hand and looked up.

    "Ouch!" Jing Zhenzhu patted her heart, "It scared me to death!"

    Jing You glanced at her grandmother, expressionless.

    "You transformed last night?" Jing Pearl pushed her glasses.

    Last night was the night of the full moon, and now Jing You looks like a werewolf who just drank blood.

    Jing You was lying on the table and said weakly: "Secretary Jiang's prank is too powerful."

    "Secretary Jiang, a prank?" Jing Zhenzhu shook her head, "These two words cannot appear together."

    Jing You looked around, "Didn't Secretary Jiang come to pick me up?"

    Jing Zhenzhu rolled her eyelids at her granddaughter, "I want Secretary Jiang to come so far to pick you up, and I won't let you sleep?"

    Jing You: "What should I wear today?"

    Jing Pearl: "The Emperor's New Clothes."

    Jing You sat up and praised: "Grandma has a good sense of humor, she deserves to be someone with the same genes as me."

    Jing Zhenzhu frowned, was there something wrong with what she said just now.

    "Little Jiang is here! Grandpa and grandson are having breakfast, you just sit down and eat together."

    Aunt Huang's voice at the gate clearly reached the restaurant.

    Jing You subconsciously stroked his hair and smoothed the folds on the pajamas.

    "Chairman, Mr. Jing."

    Jiang Shengyan had a just right smile on his face.

    Jing Zhenzhu waved her hand and said, "Secretary Jiang sit down and eat together."

    Jiang Shengyan replied with a smile: "I've eaten it, you take it slow, I'll go up and pick clothes for Mr. Jing."

    Jing You watched Jiang Shengyan go upstairs. Didn't say a word to her.

    Jing You turned to look at Jing Zhenzhu and asked, "Grandma, if I call you at four in the morning, will you be mad at me?"

    "No." Jing Zhenzhu replied succinctly.

    Jing You sighed: "It's still grandma!"

    Jing Zhenzhu said again: "I will kill your unfilial grandson."

    “…”

    Jing You scratched his chin, tilted his head forward, and said mysteriously: "Grandma, I seem to have made Secretary Jiang angry."

    Jing Zhenzhu suddenly showed a relieved smile, "We Xiaoyou grow up, and finally realize that others will be angry!"

    Jing You asked, "How can she not be angry?"

    Jing Zhenzhu: "When you make her angry next time, she will forget her anger this time."

    Jingyou frowned, "Grandma, are you perfunctory me?"

    Jing Zhenzhu leisurely picked up a fried dough stick and said, "Our authentic Chinese breakfast is the best."

    Jing You stood on the table with a chopstick in one hand, staring at grandma with the eyes of an eagle looking at a rabbit.

    Jing Zhenzhu dipped her fingertips on the corners of her eyes, pretending to wipe away tears, and said with emotion: "What kind of evil relationship do I have with you!"

     "Grandma~"

    Jing You's eyes showed hope, making people unable to refuse.

    Jing Zhenzhu remembered the time when her granddaughter was a radish more than ten years ago.

    —It was horrible.

    Jing Zhenzhu's line of sight crossed Jingyou and looked towards the stairs.

    "Secretary Jiang, come here, Xiaoyou wants to apologize to you!"

    The two were stunned at the same time.

    The author has something to say:  --Experiment in a small theater--

    Secretary Jiang: The boss asked me to wash my hands? Wash your hands...for what?

    President Jing: Do the experiment.

    President Jing has evolved into the experimental field of Jing.

    The expressionless old mother: The reflex arc of this silly child can circle the earth twice!