Evil Chief's Personal Sweetheart

The meaning behind Clove's words was, "Could you please invite someone else? Can you hurry and find another secretary?"

"Oh? If you don't pass, then just pay the tuition fee and your salary. "

The Demon Boss' words made Clove want to cry but had no tears to shed. "Boss, I'm a person struggling on the poverty line. I'm already trying my best to learn the social etiquette of the upper class. Can you not be so ruthless?"

"Your current performance can be considered not bad. Don't disappoint me, otherwise my salary will be deducted."

Yuan Zhanghua replied in a domineering manner, "How comfortable."

A faint fragrance was emitted from Clove's body, unlike any perfume that he had ever smelled before. There was no pungent, artificial feeling to it. It was light, light, like the fragrance of flowers in a distant breeze. The natural freshness of the smell made him feel at ease and comfortable.

Clove sadly looked at her beautiful long legs, which had become the pillow of a certain demonic boss.

The faint smile and comfortable expression on Yuan Zhanghua's face made her want to fiercely punch down and smash that extremely infuriating handsome face to a pulp. It would be best if he was beaten black and blue, and the head of a pig would be the same.

In her mind, she fantasized about the beautiful face of Yuan Zhanghua, which was almost the same as Zhu Bajie's. Her mood immediately improved and her face was full of smiles.

The corner of his lips curled up, outlining the beautiful and charming arc of the Crescent Moon, making Yuan Zhanghua lose his wits.

He had seen too many women. What he liked the most was the feeling of her body that made him feel at ease. The headache was far away. Unknowingly, Yuan Zhanghua fell asleep on Lilac's lap.

Time passed slowly. Her legs went from sore to numb, from numb to unconscious, and the lilac remained motionless. She lowered her head to look at Yuan Zhonghua who was lying on her lap.

The sleeping Demon Boss had a face as handsome as a Greek sculpture. The lines on his face were slightly soft, and his long eyelashes formed a shadow around his eyelids. His charm made people want to lower their heads and kiss him.

Clove leaned against the headboard. She was also very tired. This was the first time she flew from country to country and from city to city to serve this difficult servant. The bones all over her body were almost broken. She could not bear to be moved. She knew that Yuan Zhanghua was more tired than her, so she endured the numbness in her legs and fell asleep against the headboard.

Faintly, the lilac's hands came in contact with her warm body. A fresh smell entered her nostrils. She was in a certain embrace, sleeping soundly.

Clove absentmindedly reached out and wrapped her arms around her body, unable to react.

Her head was resting on Yuan Zhanghua's shoulder. Just now, she was probably sleeping soundly, and did not realize that she had been put down from the bed at all, that someone had even eaten tofu and taken advantage of her.

What was going on?

Clove opened her eyes speechlessly, and beside her, Yuan Zhanghua held a cigarette between his fingers and offered her an arm as a pillow. Wisps of gentle smoke rose from Yuan Zhanghua's hand, and a pair of deep eyes stared at her with an inexplicable smile.

"You woke up? "I'll rest on your legs, and you can rest on my arm. You won't be at a disadvantage, will you?"

Lilac slightly frowned. Why didn't she suffer a loss? First, she donated two legs to the Demon Boss, then she donated the body. When she was embraced by Yuan Zhanghua, her loss was because she had suffered too much.

She hurriedly got up from Yuan Zhanghua's embrace and quickly slipped off the bed. She didn't say anything, everything she said was superfluous. She only wanted to cherish her life and distance herself from the Demon Boss. The only thing that made her feel at ease was that the Demon Boss was kind and didn't violate her while she was asleep.

"Boss, let me make you some coffee."

The lilac fell to the ground and fled. Behind her, came Yuan Zhanghua's low and melodious laughter. She almost fell to the ground.

"Yuan Zhanghua!"

She gritted her teeth and spat out these three words in her heart. She had slept too deeply, and the comforting smell of Yuan Zhanghua's body prevented her from realizing that Yuan Zhanghua had been in her arms for such a long time.

Clove lifted her head and glanced at the clock. From the time she massaged Yuan Zhonghua's head to the time she woke up, over three hours had passed. She had slept for over three hours in Yuan Zhanghua's arms.

"Heavens, why is this happening? "Yuan Zhanghua must have been sent by the heavens to torture me. Stay away from him in the future. Why don't I kick him away and go back to my room to sleep?"

All sorts of hatred filled her heart as she began to grind her teeth with creaking sounds. She had the urge to bite Yuan Hua to death. That Demon Boss didn't take advantage of her last time in the bathroom, so what else could she do?

The thought of biting Yuan Zhanghua to death could only be imagined in her mind. Lingling didn't have the courage to do so; if she didn't bite Yuan Zhanghua to death, she would be kicked down from dozens of floors of the hotel, breaking her bones and muscles.

"Halt."

A sentence from Yuan Zhanghua nailed the cloves to the ground.

"Boss, do you have any other orders?"

"What are the arrangements for today's trip?"

With this question, Clove broke out in a cold sweat. Over three hours, she remembered that during the day, she had never had such a luxurious time to sleep or rest.

"Boss, one o'clock in the afternoon, you have a banquet to celebrate. Three o'clock, you have an important business meeting, four o'clock …"

"What time is it?"

Yuan Zhanghua's words interrupted Clove, who stared down at her toes. "It's ten past three."

Yuan Zhanghua no longer spoke. Leaning against the headboard, he elegantly exhaled a smoke ring.

Clove stared at the cigarette between Yuan Zhenhua's slender fingers. After a while, she feebly said, "Boss, why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

"Who's the boss?"

The boss was always right. She always believed in that. The boss was right and wrong, and the boss was right and right. The wrong person could only be her, an employee of the boss.

"Sorry, boss, it was my negligence. I will immediately make the call to arrange it."

She didn't dare to hope for redemption, so she could only try her best to make up for it. As for how to punish him, it was up to that Demon Boss.

If she followed the principle of following orders, what else did she have to say?

"Go and make me some coffee."

"Boss, we have a meeting at three o'clock. We can inform them to delay it for half an hour. At four o'clock …"

"Coffee!"

Yuan Zhanghua's tone turned serious as he stared at Clove.

Clove shut her mouth at once, turned on her heel, and walked out. She took out the coffee pot and the coffee cup and made some coffee for Yuan Zhanghua.

There was a knock on the door, and Clove went to the door and opened it. To be able to knock on this door, it was either Chenggang or Lianfeng. Like her, these two people followed her wherever she went.

Lian Feng's face was cold. His sharp gaze swept over Lingling's face and coldly snorted from his nostrils. He didn't pay any attention to Lingling as she walked past him.

Clove pouted. She didn't offend this guy who was also a chauffeur, bodyguard, attendant, assistant and many other positions, right?

She looked at Lian Feng's back and felt sad for him. This person's position was more than hers, he had several positions, and he also had the position of assistant manager. And that Cheng Gang, who was also a strong person who had several positions, was nothing compared to her.