MTL - Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius-Chapter 110 president of love

Ying Jian, like an elk who only sensed danger, stared at the wooden door in front of him.

The tape was hidden in her clothes.

Ying Jian instinctively swallowed, steadied his trembling hands, restored the desk to its original state, and quickly thought about the reasons for the response.

The doorknob rang, but the door did not open immediately.

After a while, the sound of the door lock being picked rang out.

Ying Jian frowned.

How can anyone at home dare to pick the door lock of the study during the day?

A person who looked like a cleaning aunt flashed in quickly, with a body that was not as strong as her age and size.

After the study door was locked again, a smile appeared on the woman's face, turned around, and met Ying Jian's gaze.

The smile disappears.

"What do you want to do?" Ying Jian was very puzzled, and the aunt in front of her seemed a little strange.

The cleaning aunt approached and said, "Sir, let me help him get something."

"When Dad is not at home, I can't enter the study room casually. Are you cheating?" Ying Jian said.

The cleaning aunt caught a glimpse of the bulging shape in Ying Jian's arms, and could vaguely distinguish it as a long box, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Miss Eldest?"

"What are you talking about?" Ying Jian threatened coldly, "Don't come here, I'm going to call someone!"

The cleaning aunt rushed over, grabbed Ying Jian, and tied her hand behind her back.

Ying Jian was knocked unconscious before she could scream.

The cleaning aunt took the videotape from Ying Jian's arms, showing an extremely unexpected and exaggerated expression.

It didn't take much effort to get it, and it seemed to lack a sense of accomplishment.

Auntie cleaning, no, it should be a detective assistant.

She carried Ying Jian on her shoulders and walked towards the door, her steps were very relaxed.

The woman opened the door and went out, re-locked the door, and walked in the hallway.

She has already confirmed many times that no one will appear on the third floor at this time.

, printed a lip print on it, and pasted it on Ying Jian's face.

—sign of victory.

The woman wiped her mouth with a tissue, smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes, and left the room.

It was almost dusk when Ying Jian woke up, she raised her hand and rubbed the back of her neck, her memory was blurred for a moment.

Daddy's tape!

Ying Jian didn't know what was in the videotape, but felt that she had made trouble and let outsiders take away her father's important things.

Ying Jian jumped off the bed and called the security guard at the door.

"Did you see a new auntie going out?" Ying Jian asked.

The security guard recalled for a moment and replied, "Aunt Zhou? She went out to buy vegetables."

Ying Jian's voice was urgent: "How long have you been out?"

Security: "About an hour."

Ying Jian frowned suddenly, that woman probably ran away!

"Miss..." The security guard hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Ying Jian's face was very ugly.

"Your face..." The security guard realized that the eldest lady was in a bad mood, and did not dare to continue.

"What's wrong with my face?" Ying Jian was very irritable.

"You have a lipstick mark on your face that you haven't wiped off."

The security guard mustered the courage to speak.

Although this may make the eldest lady angry, but if more people see it, the eldest lady will blame him for not reminding him after she goes back and finds it.

"Lipstick print?" Ying Jian quickly walked to the nearest restroom and looked in the mirror, there was a conspicuous lipstick print on her face.

"Damn!" Ying Jian cursed at the mirror.

That person not only robbed things recklessly, but also dared to humiliate himself!

Ying Jian thought of a commercial espionage for the first time, and felt guilty.

—If my father loses important confidential documents and causes irreparable losses, I really want to hate myself!

Although Ying Yuantang did not make any concessions in the marriage contract, he was not considered a bad father in Ying Jian's heart since childhood. On the contrary, sometimes he spoils her very much and tolerates her petty willfulness and mischief.

Same moment.

"Who did Dr. Lu say you love to death?" Jiang Shengyan smiled but stared straight at Lu Xian's hand on Jingyou's shoulder.

No, it's a paw.

Lu Xian looked at Jiang Shengyan and answered honestly, "I love Xiao Jingyou to death."

Jiang Shengyan's temples twitched lightly.

Jing You instinctively sensed the danger and blurted out: "It's all the doctor's fault, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lu Xian turned her head: "I want to take back the words that you are my only friend."

Jing You: "When did we become friends? Don't talk nonsense."

Lu Xian: "…"

Jiang Shengyan came over with a very obvious smirk on his face: "Dr. Lu told me how to love her so much? What attracted you so much?"

"I was blind before." Lu Xian let go of Jing You's shoulders and took a step back, "Now I have regained my sight."

Lu Xian made a "please" gesture and said, "The little lamb is yours."

"What?" Jiang Shengyan couldn't understand what Lu Xian said about the little lamb.

Lu Xian patted Jiang Shengyan's shoulder: "Take care of yourself."

After saying that, she gave Jiang Shengyan a sympathetic look and left the office.

Jiang Shengyan frowned slightly and looked at Jingyou, "What do you usually talk about?" His face was blank, "Do you usually communicate like this?"

Jing You: "We don't usually like this."

Subtext: I've never been this close to her.

When Jiang Shengyan heard these words, she thought that Jingyou meant that they did not usually communicate in such an incomprehensible language.

Jing You got up from the chair, his eyes were shining: "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Shengyan grabbed Jing You's waist and tightened it suddenly in his direction, his eyes were dark and possessive.

"You say, have you ever had any thoughts about Dr. Lu? You have been neighbors since you were young. Have you fallen in love early? Is Dr. Lu your goddess? Or is it your first love?"

Jiang Shengyan hasn't forgotten about "Sister Fairy", and she wants to know more and more who is holy.

Jing You: "I was only 8 years old when the doctor moved."

Jiang Shengyan and other Jing You continued to speak.

Jing You: "What terrible things are thinking in my sister's head?"

“…”

Jiang Shengyan had a fever in both cheeks.

Jing You didn't notice the change in Jiang Shengyan's complexion, and continued: "I'm not interested in Auntie."

Lu Xian was 20 years old at the time, and Jing You called her auntie...it wasn't too much.

Hearing the real answer, Jiang Shengyan was inevitably excited, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

But soon, I realized something was wrong.

"I'm not interested in Auntie..." Jiang Shengyan stepped forward and forced Jing You to the desk.

"I'm also much older than you."

Jing You: "Not much."

"Did you take me as an aunt?"

Jiang Shengyan paused for a moment, then said firmly: "You even used me as a nurse."

Jing You shook his head: "I don't."

Jiang Shengyan leaned over, Jing You was forced to lean back, and half of her body hung on the desk.

"No?" Jiang Shengyan supported Jing You's back with both palms, "My memory is not bad, you often say that I am as kind as a nurse."

"You are not a nurse, you are the moon in the sky."

The moon, the most holy and beautiful existence in Jingyou's heart when he was young.

Although it is out of reach, the bright moonlight shines every night.

Just watching from a distance makes me happy.

There is a fairy in the moon.

The first time Jing You saw Jiang Shengyan, she felt that she should live in the moon.

"Where did you learn these words to make girls happy?" Jiang Shengyan's ears flushed.

"What I said is the truth." Jing You looked serious.

"I am the moon, so what are you? The little white rabbit living in the Guanghan Palace?"

Jiang Shengyan folded his hands and touched Jingyou's forehead.

There are many versions of folklore about the Guanghan Palace on the moon, one of which is that Chang'e took the elixir of life and rose to immortality and lived in the Guanghan Palace on the moon. Hou Yi turned into a jade rabbit because he couldn't bear the pain of lovesickness, and stayed with Chang'e for a long time in the Guanghan Palace.

If he is the moon, then Jingyou must be the little white rabbit living in his heart.

Jiang Shengyan smiled and waited for Jing You to answer.

"Why should I be a rabbit?" Jing You wondered, "Is it bad to be a human?"

Jiang Shengyan bit on Jing You's lips, and said angrily, "You can really spoil the atmosphere."

The two didn't communicate with each other for a long time, and Jing You didn't see Jiang Shengyan like this often.

But just a little tap away.

The expression in Jiang Shengyan's eyes changed slightly, he clasped the back of Jing You's head, and kissed him again.

Jiang Shengyan leaned forward more and more, Jing You was half lying on the desk.

"Mr. Jing." Manager Zhen raised his hand before knocking on the door frame when he saw the humiliating scene inside, so scared that he quickly retracted the knocking hand, thinking about God Unwittingly left the dog abuse scene.

It's daytime, why don't you pay attention to closing the door!

Manager Zhen had a cold sweat on the back of his neck.

Manager Zhen had no time to run away quietly, and the eyes of the two people inside had already killed him.

The "Mr. Jing" just now was too loud.

Manager Zhen quickly covered his eyes with both hands: "I'm not looking at anything! You guys continue!"

In the past, many secretaries in the secretarial office were fired for trying to seduce the president. The staff thought the president was an emotionless work machine. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be secretly meeting Chen Cang with Secretary Jiang. No sign at all.

I didn't expect two people to be so hot together!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, Manager Zhen couldn't imagine how these two people could get engaged.

And Mr. Jing usually looks like a king of hell, but he is the one who is being suppressed!

Manager Zhen couldn't help but slap dog food on everyone's face in the group in the secretary room.

Jiang Shengyan stood up straight, let go of Jing You, and pulled the scattered hair behind her ears.

"Manager Zhen, I happened to be looking for you." Jiang Shengyan lifted his foot and walked out, "I have read some of the resumes you sent me yesterday, you can call Su Han for an interview first."

He has completely forgotten why he came to the president.

Jing You stayed in the office alone, her lips slightly parted, and it took a while to come back to her senses.

She stroked her heart, and the guy inside was beating so violently that it hurt her chest.

The living room has a strong Chinese style.

The mahogany sofa is covered with cushions wrapped in golden silk, and there are flying dragons with silver silk on the cushions, surrounded by auspicious clouds, which is vivid.

It looks like something used in ancient palaces.

Ying Yuantang sat on the sofa, wearing gold-rimmed reading glasses that are only worn at home.

He did not allow anyone to see any signs of his old age.

Ying Jian approached his father and pinched his shoulders diligently.

"Are you trying to make another request?" Ying Yuantang raised his eyes and glanced at his daughter, "Marriage is impossible to revoke, you should die."

Ying Jian said with a guilty conscience: "Dad, where did you think you've been? I see that you are working too hard, and I will treat you as a sweet little padded jacket."

"I don't understand my daughter?" Ying Yuantang showed a helpless smile, "Or did you get into trouble again?"

Ying Jian didn't know how to speak, so he asked tentatively, "Why is Dad's study always locked? Are you afraid that someone will steal your things?"

Ying Yuantang's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Dad doesn't feel comfortable keeping some of the company's business secrets, but the company's lifeblood is in the study, so of course it must be locked up. The servant at home Many, it’s not that you don’t know that those short-sighted people will do something sneaky when they can’t tell.”

Although Ying Jian can't agree with her father's idea, after all, she just made a mistake in the daytime, and she didn't refute her father's words.

After a while, Ying Jian asked again: "Since it is a secret, if it is lost, the consequences will be serious."

"Of course." Ying Yuantang patted his daughter's hand, "When you are older, Dad will teach you how to run and control a company."

"Don't worry, you are still growing old anyway, I want to be happy for a few more years." Ying Jian said.

Ying Jian said what she really thought, and Ying Yuantang was very happy that her daughter thought so.

He takes a back seat, at least twenty years.

Even if it is his biological daughter, he will not be completely relieved.

Ying Jian absent-mindedly helped her father on the shoulder a few times, bit her lip, and said hesitantly, "Dad, if I lost something important to you, wouldn't you be very angry?"

"Lost my things?" Ying Yuantang was stunned, looked up, and smiled kindly, "I just said why I'm so good today, and I even knocked my father's shoulders and rubbed his back, as expected bad thing."

Ying Jian bowed her head and had a good attitude.

Ying Yuantang said: "Dad's things will be yours from now on, don't be so afraid, father won't eat you."

Ying Yuantang thought that her daughter took the family's antiques and sold them.

Ying Jian has done this kind of thing many times before, each time with such a pitiful expression.

Although Ying Yuantang likes to put some antiques at home, but it is just pleasing to the eye. What money can buy is not too important to him.

What he values ​​is far more difficult to get than money.

In his eyes, just having money is not enough.

Power and status are what fascinates him.

"What you say, you have to say what you say!" Ying Jian stopped the movement in his hand.

Ying Yuantang: "As soon as the goal is achieved, I don't feel that my father is working hard, and I don't want to pinch my shoulders?"

Ying Jian: "Pinch pinch, I really want to pinch you because of your hard work."

It is impossible to take the initiative to admit mistakes, it depends on when Dad finds out.

Ying Yuantang smiled and shook his head.

My own daughter, there is nothing wrong with her.