After a busy day, Jiang xiaorou can finally get off work. She is too tired to stretch her neck straight.
"Master, don't you get off work yet?" Jiang xiaorou asked.
"Wait a little longer." Jing Muchen said faintly.
There have been a lot of things in the group recently. Jing Muchen is a workaholic again. Now he seems to have no other place to work hard except work. He lowers his head again and continues to work.
"Then I'll go first. Watch your time and don't work too late." Jiang xiaorou went out with her bag.
While walking, I sent a wechat to Shen Yancheng.
"I'm out. Are you still outside?" asked Jiang xiaorou.
It's eight o'clock in the evening. It's dark outside. The two children must have eaten at home. Jiang xiaorou can't work overtime.
Shen Yancheng leaned against the window of the car. All his focus was on one leg, while the other leg was lazy. His hands were in his pockets. The breeze messed up his hair, but he was very handsome at this time.
Jiang xiaorou came out of TM group and just saw the tall Shen Yancheng standing there. At this second, Jiang xiaorou thought he was the most handsome man in the world. He was really handsome and attractive!
"Wait a long time!" Jiang xiaorou ran over happily, skipping, not like the usual female president.
But now it's off work time and the company's employees are gone. If they see that the usually majestic female president is like this, soft and cute, they may have to roll their eyes on the ground!
"Shouldn't it be nice to let such a handsome man wait for you in the wind for more than half an hour?" Shen Yancheng opened his arms and Jiang xiaorou rushed into his arms with special cooperation.
Xiaorou padded her toes and kissed Shen Yancheng's side face.
"Is that ok?" asked Jiang xiaorou.
"Not enough." Shen Yancheng took the initiative to kiss xiaorou's lips, and the two piles of dry firewood burned quickly.
Jing Muchen stood in front of the window of the president's office of TM group. Looking down, he could see that xiaorou and Shen Yancheng were there, just like two ants, but he could still see that they were them.
He could also know what they were doing. Jing Muchen looked at it like this. He didn't want to see it. Seeing too much would hurt his heart, but he had to see it. It was like something was attracting him in that place. There was no way to move his eyes away.
Eleven in the evening!
Jing Muchen, who focused on his work, suddenly recovered. Only then did he find that he was still in the office. He rubbed his eyes and turned off the computer before he went home.
It was already half past eleven when I got home, and the lights in the villa were still on. He never thought that someone was waiting for him when he came home so late. It was Jiang Mengmeng, not the servant at home.
She was lying on the tea machine in the living room alone, with a pile of documents in front of her. She made a mess. She fell asleep on the tea machine.
Jing Muchen used to be a tall figure standing in front of Jiang Mengmeng. She slept like xiaorou and similar to xiaorou's mother.
From the first moment Jing Muchen saw Jiang Mengmeng, he thought she was very familiar, but he didn't think it was such a source. He stood here and watched for a while. Jiang Mengmeng slept soundly.
Jing Muchen's fingers fell on her head and flicked gently. It was useless, but it was enough to wake Jiang Mengmeng up from her sleep.
Jiang Mengmeng opens her eyes and sees Jing Muchen back. As soon as she is happy, she stands up, looks at him with a smile and gestures with her hands.
"Have you eaten? Keep the dishes for me and I'll warm them up for you." Jiang Mengmeng asked Jing Muchen.
He really didn't eat.
"You wait for me, I'll be right away."
Jiang Mengmeng ran into the kitchen. She went to help Jing Muchen warm up the dishes. She made them all herself. Now she also has a job. She can't meet during the day and prepare meals for him, but when she comes home from work at night, Jiang Mengmeng will prepare for Jing Muchen as before.
She especially thanks Jing Muchen for taking her to find her family. Jiang Mengmeng doesn't know what to do, so she can only do some things in life. Jing Muchen frowned and looked at these things on the tea machine.
It's all the information of Jiangshi group. Zhou Mengmeng took it home for research. Seeing the sleepy look just now, she must not understand it. It's estimated that she really can't understand it!
"The food is hot. Come and eat!" Jiang Mengmeng gestured with her hands.
Jing Muchen's tall figure went to the table and sat down. Jiang Mengmeng handed him chopsticks and bowls. She heated several dishes that she hadn't moved.
When Jing Muchen saw the full table of dishes, he suddenly felt a feeling of myocardial infarction. He tasted it. It tasted good, still like xiaorou's mother.
Jiang Mengmeng had already eaten it. Instead of sitting down with Jing Muchen, she continued to study the pile of data. She couldn't understand it at all. It was the same when she was in the company today. The senior management of Jiang group sent a lot of documents for her to sign, but Jiang Mengmeng didn't dare to sign any.
Even when she makes every decision, she has to ask an assistant for advice, which makes people laugh and lose face. That feeling was not good, so she went home to study by herself, but she still couldn't understand what to do?
She lay on the tea machine and poked her head with a pen. She had no clue at all! Who can save him!