Her Unscrupulous CEO

In Qiao Muze's villa, Zhuang wennuan received a call from Zhou Tao. Zhou Tao told her very clearly on the phone that the women's League was dissolved because there was no room for recovery.

Zhuang wennuan has also considered it. It's true that she loves music, but she won't be happy if she works with people with different aspirations.

Dissolve, dissolve!

"OK, Mr. Zhou, you can arrange it." Zhuang wennuan said.

"Warm, I don't know if Joe always told you..." Zhou Tao tried to tell her the secret behind the company.

"Tell me what?" Zhuang wennuan asked curiously.

Zhou Tao sighed. This kind of thing is still not suitable for him. He smiled. "It's nothing. You and chunian will come to the company tomorrow. We need to send a notice. I hope you all come."

"OK! I'll be there early tomorrow." Zhuang wennuan promised.

Zhou Tao hung up and Zhuang wennuan thought about it. What was Zhou Tao's desire to talk and stop just now? Why did he say half and then stop?

About jomuzer? It seems that she can ask him when she goes to the company tomorrow.

At the same time, LAN chunian also received a call from Zhou Tao. She also promised to go to the company early tomorrow morning. It's a pity for her that the women's League is facing dissolution, but she can't help it.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Joe muzer came back. He picked up the dinner ingredients bought from the supermarket. Zhuang wennuan stood at the door of the hall to meet him.

The man was tall and straight against the sunset light, and the way he carried the bag in his hand turned his high and cold temperament into fireworks.

Zhuang wennuan is really dreaming. This man once thought he was high and inaccessible. Now, his image has become a big warm man in her heart.

"Have you bought any food? I'll cook in the evening!" Zhuang wennuan smiled.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" Joe muzer glanced at her face.

He taught her some cooking skills these two days, and she wrote it down very carefully.

"Always try, or I'll never cook." Zhuang wennuan said with a positive face.

"OK! Then I won't interfere and let you do it." Joe muzer knew that she would feel better only if she was allowed to do something at home.

Zhuang wennuan nodded happily. She went into the kitchen and went to Xiami. Qiao Muze went upstairs to change a rest shirt and went downstairs to help her.

After Zhuang wennuan steamed the rice, he began to take out the ingredients in the bag, including fresh shrimp, green vegetables, Dutch beans, green peppers and fresh pork. Zhuang wennuan's skill in picking vegetables is still very good. She immediately picked up an apron and carefully washed it in the vegetable sink. Qiaomu Zeyi was in the kitchen, watching her seriously washing dishes. He raised his lips and smiled. He came over with his trouser bag in his hands, stood one head higher than her

Zhuang wennuan didn't find him behind her when she was ready to bend down to watch her wash vegetables.

Suddenly, his forehead hit his hard jaw, "Ouch!" Zhuang nuanuan whispered.

Regardless of the pain in his chin, Joe muzer quickly reached out and touched her forehead, "does it hurt?"

Although Zhuang wennuan was in pain, she didn't want to cry in front of him. She smiled and shook her head, "it doesn't hurt much. Does your chin hurt?"

Joe muzer certainly knew that she must have hurt, because he had some slight pain in his chin.

Her white forehead gradually turned red. Qiao Muze felt remorseful and rubbed it for her. Zhuang wennuan smiled, "it's really all right. I'll take a plate."

Zhuang wennuan took the plate and continued to bend down to wash the dishes. At this time, on her slender waist, the man put his arms around her, and his chin gently and without pressure against her shoulder.

His clear breath lingered in her ears bit by bit.

Zhuang wennuan hung her eyes in shame. As he did so, she turned to put the dishes and said goodbye on her side. Her face rubbed with the man's thin lips.

Zhuang wennuan blushed a little and gently pushed him, "go outside and wait! I can do it myself."

Qiao Muze was aroused a trace of interest. He gently raised her chin and immediately bent down. The masculine atmosphere covered her completely. The man's kiss fell wildly, and Zhuang's warm back was against the vegetable washing pool behind him.

Finally, a kiss ended. Zhuang wennuan was too weak to stand still. She finally felt that this man was hindering her work.

"Will you go out and wait?" Zhuang wennuan had to beg him, because she really wanted to cook quietly.

If he was here, her thoughts could not focus on one thing at all.

Joe muzer had to quit the kitchen, but he didn't leave. Instead, he leaned against the kitchen door frame and locked the busy woman inside with a pair of deep eyes.

Zhuang wennuan's skill in cutting vegetables has also improved. After she washed all the dishes and materials, she began to cook oil.

Although Zhuang wennuan is a little nervous, she is overcoming it, because she really doesn't want to be a lazy person who is taken care of by him. She wants to become self reliant.

Zhuang wennuan is still frying with a certain style, but sometimes she thinks of adding salt when she starts the pot.

Zhuang wennuan finally cooked three dishes. When he brought them out of the kitchen, he still had a good appetite.

Jomuzer sat at the table and watched her bring out the rice with insulated gloves.

"Well, let's have dinner! It's not very good, but I'll refuel later."

"It's already very good." Joe muzer praised it.

Zhuang wennuan filled him a bowl of rice. Qiao Muze took it. He reached out and put a green vegetable into the bowl. When he entered, his handsome face immediately stiffened for a few seconds.

"Is it delicious?" Zhuang wennuan immediately asked, his big eyes flashing, waiting for his evaluation.

Joe muzer chewed gracefully and nodded, "delicious."

After hearing this, Zhuang wennuan quickly reached for a piece of green vegetables. However, as soon as she chewed, she wrinkled her small face. It's so salty! Did she eat salt many times?

"Don't eat this dish. Maybe I put salt twice." Zhuang wennuan removed the cabbage from his face. She was ashamed to think that he had to praise her just now.

"It's all right, take your time." Joe Muze smiled and encouraged her.

Zhuang wennuan patted his head. In the future, we must remember that we can't put salt again.

"I must concentrate next time." Zhuang wennuan scolded himself in silence, but the other two dishes are still edible.

After dinner, Zhuang wennuan washes the dishes and comes out. Qiao Muze sits on the sofa waiting for her. "What's the plan for tomorrow?" asked Joe muzer, looking up at her. Tomorrow is a weekend.

"President Zhou asked me to go to the company tomorrow. To dissolve our team, we need to do some follow-up work," Zhuang said.

"Dissolve and dissolve! After that, you can make your own music." jomuzer supported her.

Zhuang warmed up and nodded, "well, I think so, too."

Unconsciously, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening. Zhuang wennuan bit his red lips and said, "I'll go back to my room first, and you'll go to bed early."

"Warm!" Joe muzer got up and stopped her.

"Hmm!" Zhuang wennuan turns around and looks at him curiously.

"I'll accompany you to the company tomorrow," qiaomuze said.

Zhuang wennuan blinked, "do you have time?"

"I'll have a rest tomorrow." jomuzer smiled. "Even if I don't have time, I'll take time with you."

"Thank you! You have done so much for me. I don't know how to repay you." Zhuang wennuan looks at him with some guilt. He has always accepted his help, but he doesn't know how to repay him.

Joe muzer's eyes showed a gentle smile, "you can repay as much as you want. You can repay without reward. I'm willing to work for you."

"No, I must repay you." Zhuang wennuan said firmly.

"Then how are you going to repay me?" Joe muzer's voice was low and hoarse.

Zhuang wennuan found the hint in his tone. She didn't understand it. She just wasn't ready.

Zhuang wennuan flashed his burning eyes, and Qiao Muze smiled. Is it difficult for her?

"Don't worry, wait until you find out the truth about your parents, and then repay!" Joe muzer found her a step down.

Zhuang wennuan suddenly had an impulse to marry him at this moment, and the idea of wanting to be with him all his life surged up. But the idea didn't make her say it. She nodded, "OK!"