Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"It was delivered to the company by express delivery just now..." at the beginning of Xia Qi shrugged, picked up a bottle of wine, poured half a cup in his own glass, handed it to Feng Xun, and poured half a cup for secretary Annie.

Feng Xun took a taste of the cup. As he had smelled before, it was mellow and of good quality. He nodded and praised: "this wine is really good!"

Feng Xun's voice dropped, and the people who were worried before were relieved. They all agreed with each other with a smile: "yes, this wine is really of high quality..."

"Thanks to the blessing of the seventh day of summer, we all have a chance to drink such good wine!"

Secretary Annie, who had already drunk most of the red wine in the glass, said with a smile: "on the seventh day of the lunar new year, you are sending us all welfare. I heard that the wine is very expensive, so we all opened the box to drink a lot!"

"Since it's a good thing, we should share it together!" Early summer seven shrugged and said with a smile.

Not to mention that she still hasn't figured out who sent these two boxes of wine. Since they were sent to the company, it shocked my colleagues, so it's nothing for everyone to share

"Yes, Xiao Xia's mind is also our boss's mind!" Kevin, the technical director, laughed and joked, and the others nodded yes.

On the seventh day of the summer, she subconsciously looks at Feng Xun, but she sees him with a smile. It seems that she acquiesces to what her colleagues say and winks at him playfully.

Just then, someone brought all kinds of desserts and cakes made in the restaurant downstairs.

"Think of it as a red wine afternoon tea!" I don't know who said that. Everyone nodded and laughed, tasting red wine while eating these desserts. The atmosphere became lively again.

Feng Xun put down his glass, picked up the bottle and looked at it carefully. On the seventh day of the summer, seeing that he was serious, he said: "just now a male colleague recognized the source of this wine and said that it was produced by a top winery named LATIA. The annual output is limited..."

Feng Xun light should be a, is to affirm the seventh day of the summer.

"Feng Xun, didn't you send someone to order these two cases of wine abroad and send them back by air?" On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun didn't deny the jokes of his colleagues just now. He asked curiously.

Feng Xun put down the wine bottle and looked at her with a smile: "first tell me, are you surprised to receive two cases of wine like this?"

"More fright than surprise!" At the beginning of summer, I turned my lips and murmured in a low voice: "not to mention that I don't have a deep research on wine, I suddenly sent two cases of wine to the company. It's really not like your style!"

"I didn't order it!" Feng Xun's lips are slightly crooked, obviously very satisfied with her answer.

At the seventh day of the summer, she was relieved. She knew that Feng Xun would not do this kind of thing for a moment. Even if she liked it, he would not send it to the company to let others watch!

Not to mention two cases of red wine!

"I knew you wouldn't do such an exaggerated and unreliable thing!" On the seventh day of the summer, he knocked his chin and asked suspiciously, "but who sent it?"

Without waiting for Feng Xun to reply, Xia Qiqi said to himself, "except for my family and brother Mingxuan, no one else knows about my work here. They can't send me two boxes of red wine for no reason..."

Feng Xun saw that she was still seriously thinking about who brought the wine. He gently hugged her shoulder and said with a smile, "don't think about such unimportant things. If you don't like the wine, stay in the company and let others solve it for you. If you like it, take it back and taste it slowly!"

"If these two boxes of wine are moved back to the old house, my father will certainly cross examine them. It's better not to take them back. Just take two bottles for my father and two elder brothers to taste them!" The seventh day of the summer shook his head, pointed to the rest of the wine, and proposed to Feng Xun: "all these things should be moved back to your residence. Every night you can drink a little red wine, and you can also sleep peacefully."

Feng Xun nods with a smile. The jealousy in her heart disappears because of her caring words. Instead, it is a warm feeling of ironing.

"And you? How much did you drink just now? " He asked with a smile.

"I didn't drink much!" Early summer seven shrugged and said in a low voice, "didn't you say that I would not drink more without you? So I just took a few sips, tasted it and put it down... "

She said here, pause, and said: "and I'm not a good drinker, I'm afraid I can't work hard when I drink too much!"

Seeing that she remembered what she said, Feng Xun made a slight hook on her lips, gave her a kiss, and said with a low smile, "this wine is very good. It's not strong. I can drink more... But I can only drink more when we are alone!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he covered his mouth and his face was slightly hot. He warned him in a low voice, "don't kiss me. This is a public place of the company. It's not good to be seen by others!"

"Don't worry, no one's watching!" Feng Xun shook his head disapprovingly and comforted her in a funny way: "even if you see it, it's OK. Everyone already knows our relationship..."

"Not even that!" In the seventh day of the summer, he shook his finger and said justly, "this has a bad effect on the company. Do you know that many large multinational companies refuse office romance, and they don't want to affect the work and the overall atmosphere! Feng Xun, as the president of the company, you should pay attention to it and set an example! "

Seeing that she taught herself seriously, Feng Xun was dumbfounded. He only felt that the wine in this glass seemed to be a lot sweeter.

"What are you laughing at?" At the beginning of summer, seven eyebrows picked. I didn't know what was funny about what I said just now. It was worth laughing at myself all the time.

"It's nothing... I just think you're more and more like the president's wife when you speak just now!" Feng Xun smiles and whispers in her ear.

On the seventh day of the summer, he glared at him angrily. He wanted to retort, but when he thought of his tone just now, he might be a bit bossy, and he laughed with joy.

Susan, not far away, looks through the bustling community of people. On the seventh day of the summer and Feng Xun, she sees the two people interact intimately as if they were alone, talking and laughing, and a dark color flickers in her eyes.

She is still holding a wine glass in her hand, but the wine in this glass seems to have lost the best taste as those colleagues said... Looking at the haughty smile on the seventh day of summer, Susan subconsciously clenched the glass in her hand and drank the rest of the wine.

She wants to see how long she can be proud of the seventh day of the summer. Even if Feng Xun recognizes the seventh day of the summer, can the seventh day of the summer really sit in the position of the president's wife?