Wolf CEO Obsessed With the Second-marriage Bride

"Look here." Ah Mei hummed and lifted a bunch of bangs on her head to show Jiang Yansheng where there was still a dull pain inside. She silently touched her waist again. "This man really can't see the surface, but his strength is so strong."

"I can't see it either." Jiang Yansheng wrapped his hair hanging on the side of his face. "It's clear that the eight poles can't get together. How can you seem to know each other?"

Jiang Yaru and Wang Yiran.

It is not accidental that they appeared in the photography studio yesterday. In addition to their work relationship, the two people usually contact in private.

But Wang Yiran usually has a good reputation in the company. Even those who like to pick the bone from the eggs on the board of directors like him, which shows that he has some real skills. Before that, he did not work at Jiang's. It's impossible to know Jiang Yaru.

A seemingly unrelated and inextricably intertwined into a network, the more you think about it, the more you don't understand.

Jiang Yansheng frowned and breathed in his chest.

May reached out and swayed in front of her.

"Yan Sheng, are you listening to me again?"

Jiang Yansheng's gentle smile. "Thinking about things, you say."

"Fortunately, I came up earlier. Your assistant was very enthusiastic. He took me to the office directly. I signed the contract first. If I didn't sign it, maybe Wang could make a big deal of it."

Ah Mei looked at her anxiously, "you must have been a thief in this office. I guess he might have come in to see your things right in front of me. Otherwise, how could he know so clearly that we didn't sign the contract? "

Jiang Yansheng's eyes glowed with cold light, "yes, it may have been a thief."

And more than one, at least two.

"Well, your office is not big. It's interesting." A Mei stood and turned around. At a glance, she saw the red rose that Jiang Yansheng specially put in the vase. There was dew on the petals that would never fall off. It looked delicate and charming.

Jiang Yansheng's heart beat Weiwei enzyme. She moved her eyes away from the rose she was holding. "It was sent by a friend."

Ah Mei put the flowers back with a smile and gently bumped into Jiang Yansheng's arm, "friend?"

"Boyfriends?"

Jiang Yansheng's throat moved. Her brain clearly knew that she should immediately reject it, but suddenly she began to recall what Gu ran said to her yesterday. It's not a neighbor, it's a husband.

There are also sexy lips that men SIP lightly.

"I know." Ah Mei sat in front of her. "I don't want to ask you. Her face is red."

"Where is it?" Jiang Yansheng scratched his hair with some annoyance. His eyes were filled with indescribable emotion. Some of them were upset and repeated, "it was sent by a friend."

Ah Mei said with a smile, but her tone sounded like a perfunctory one.

Take a coil book out of the bag. Ah Mei opened a page of treasure, and there were many versions of the revised lyrics.

The handwriting is elegant, and there are not many modifications. It looks very pleasing to the eyes.

"You wrote it all?" Jiang Yansheng asked in surprise.

Last time, she was shy and said that she was the worst in the band. I didn't expect to take out her own creation directly now.

The coil is very thick, and it looks like a lot of work has been done.

"You're much smarter than you describe it."

Ah Mei seemed a little nervous, and a little dimple appeared in the corner of her mouth. Her bright smile was like the sunshine in the rainy days of May.

"That's Beth, who you haven't seen in our band. That guy is a real talented player with intelligence. I'm really nothing. I've written this song for a long time. It's probably half a month. Always feel imperfect. " She was embarrassed to lick her lips, "so I didn't dare to show it in the bar, so I had to run to you."

Jiang Yansheng laughs helplessly, "there is no musical instrument here, do you sing quietly?"

Ah Mei nodded, clapped her hands, and hummed softly. Her high horse's tail gently drew a small arc behind her.

Tune is a very relaxed little love song, the sound is clean and pure, it sounds like there is some emotion in the song.

In fact, she didn't hear the lyrics clearly, but she felt empty after listening.

Ah Mei finished singing. "Is it your own story?" she asked

Ah Mei's nervous mood was slightly relaxed. She laughed and showed her teeth. "How can you tell that?"

Jiang Yansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "can't you tell me, intuition?"

"What kind of story is it?"

"You might think it's cliche to say it." Ah Mei's voice was still rustling after singing. Every word she said was gentle and pleasant to hear.

"A story of love at first sight."

……

For a Mei's creation, Jiang Yansheng is full of praise.She thinks that the songs are good to listen to, and the peers in the industry should also feel good.

But compared to this song. She wants to know more about the story behind the song.

No matter what she asked, Amy kept her mouth shut and refused to say a word, so she had to give up.

Throughout the noon, a Mei was sitting on the comfortable sofa in Jiang Yansheng's office, sitting cross legged, biting the pen pole to write and draw. She seemed to have some new inspiration, frowning and writing like a God.

Jiang Yansheng looked down at his watch, looked up and said, "get up, you go out with me."

Ah Mei turned over and sat upright. "Where are you going? Don't you go to cloud entertainment after four o'clock? "

Jiang Yansheng gave a mysterious smile, "catch a little mouse."

"You have mice in your office?" May looked at her suspiciously. "I didn't see it just now."

Jiang Yansheng didn't answer her question. He just chuckled, "I think it should be quite simple. I don't need your help. "

She put on her coat, tugged Amy out of the sofa like a tug of war, and walked out on her high heels.

Ah Mei picked up her inspiration and creativity and trotted to keep up. As soon as she was about to speak, she felt a heavy shoulder.

Amy looks around.

The design department all worked hard and conscientiously, as if the person who had just focused on Amy didn't exist.

Jiang Yansheng directly pulled people out of Jiang's gate.

The cold wind came in from the door and blew through her face. Ah Mei stamped her feet and wiped her red ears. She looked at Jiang Yansheng dully, "are we waiting for someone here?"

"No Jiang Yansheng winked at her playfully. He took out a card from her purse and put it into Ah Mei's palm.

She pointed to the dessert shop across the street. There was a lot of people standing in line. It seemed that the business was booming.

"Did you see the shop across the street? This is the membership card of the desserts. If you go in, you will say it's my friend. All the bread and cakes are on sale, and there are small gifts

"So good?" A Mei's energy just gathered on "little mouse" was instantly transferred by Jiang Yansheng. She was a little surprised and asked eagerly with a long mouth. "You have a membership card for life in Paris?"

"Doesn't it mean that there's no discount at all? I can't get up in the morning. I know it's delicious from the opening to the present, but I've never eaten it! " Ah Mei's tone was excited. She was holding the big card nervously, and her breath was very excited.

In this shop, even the most ferocious flower arm customers in the bar all say yes.

It must be human delicacy.

"By chance." Jiang Yansheng smiles and pushes her gently on her back. "Come on, come back to me when you've bought it. You don't have to wait in line to check out."

Her fingertips hit the lower dial, the upper second hand just went a grid past.

"I won't be more than half an hour at the most. Come up to me when you've bought it."

……

Next to the elevator on the first floor, Jiang Yansheng did not press the light in a hurry.

She was calculating the time.

He bowed his head and sent a message to Lin Zhu for a haircut

Assistant Lin went back very quickly, and even had some typos. To the effect, she was in the tea room. She didn't know if she had gone into the office. She asked if she wanted to go back and have a look.

Jiang Yansheng did not hesitate to press the elevator directly, back: No, you follow your own order, do not have to run back.

So, not long ago, director Jiang, who had just left work in advance, came back with his windbreaker pockets in his hands.

The door of the office was open, but it was closed well when she left.

There was no sound when he opened the door. Jiang Yansheng stood at ease from a man's crack, "what are you doing?"

In front of the table, which had turned off the light and tidied up, there was a slender figure.

Hearing the movement of the door, the woman in a black hip dress and red lipstick turned white.

After a step back, the sharp heel of the shoes tripped over the chair, and the man staggered into the leather seat.

The cup in her hand smashed directly on the table, and the aroma of coffee almost filled the whole office.

The muddy water trickled down the edge of the table into the carpet on the floor.

In the obscure light, Jiang Yansheng frowned. Her voice was a little cold, "Jono, your boss is asking you, first lift your head up!"

Jono didn't dare to lift her head. She held up the table and tried to stand up, but her legs were very soft.

Red lips open and close, her voice calm, "Jiang Director Jiang, how did you come back? "

Jiang Yansheng sneered and said, "what? My own office, can't come back yet? "

"Please raise your butt. This seat is not something that a trainee can sit on." She looked at Jono's increasingly pale face, her eyes flashed a shade, "was it you who poured coffee on the papers yesterday?"This time, it was even worse. Yesterday, it was just a corner. Today, almost all the paper is covered with dirty marks.

Jiang Yansheng's two fingers held the dripping paper and threw it directly on Qiao Nuo's face.

"Once used the method, but also want to use the second time, stupid hopeless."