Chapter 687

"Answer me, why not?"

When Sheng has simply found his reason, know that he is too excited, attracted Ji Yunan doubt.

Why not?

It's his stuff. It's none of her business to give it to anyone or how to control it.

Ji Yunan's hand on her waist is like a pair of pliers. Shi Sheng has no doubt that if he uses more force, he will be hospitalized for internal injury.

Shi Sheng bit his lip. "It's your thing. Who do you give it to? It's your freedom. As your wife, I just remind you that although we don't have a license, since you recognize the agreement, even if we are married, this seal is our common property. You can give it to me, but you have to compensate me for the money of the same value, In the future, all the economic losses caused by this seal will be compensated by you unilaterally. "

Ji Yunan

There are really shameless people.

However, he was bewildered by her utterance, and his pent up anger dissipated when he saw her looking at the blue diamond with a kind of obsessed eyes in the monitoring room.

"Joint property of husband and wife?" He hooked his lips, straightened up again, and pulled her up. "Secretary, I think I need to remind you about premarital property."

Shisheng's back pain is almost straight. She touches it with her backhand, and she takes a cold breath as soon as she touches it.

Ji Yunan: "go out."

When Sheng just went out for two minutes, Fu Suian's landline on his desk rang. After answering the phone, he left with his bag.

When she worked as Ji Yunan's secretary, she was sent to do some private affairs. The most common thing she did was to pick gifts for mu Qinghuan and walk around shopping malls in high-heeled shoes. However, that young lady Jiao was still a grinding talent. She didn't want expensive ones, but didn't like them. She couldn't give cheap Ji Yunan away, Make her several times want to Ji Yunan quickly throw away the grindstone, find a worthy daughter, auction around, even if you don't know what you like, buy expensive always right.

So she didn't care when she saw Fu Suian go out.

In a few minutes.

Fu Suian came back with a tube of ointment in his hand. "Sister Shi, this is what Mr. Ji ordered me to buy for you."

"..." she took the ointment in Fu Suian's ambiguous eyes and calmly answered: "thank you."

Then he threw it into the drawer.

There are a lot of things at work. She would like to have eight hands. The injury on her waist is no big deal. Maybe Ji Yunan used too hard when he pressed her down. The cloth scraped her skin when it went up, so she didn't have to make a fuss.

Fu sui'an just threw her aside, for "Ji always let me personally watch you wipe."

"It's a little red. There's no need to wipe the medicine. Go ahead."

"You know Mr. Ji's temperament. He didn't do well what he ordered. I don't know how much temper I'm going to lose. You can wipe it when I'm older. It won't waste much of your time. I'll take care of the work."

Ji Yunan only told her to buy medicine, but didn't let her watch Shisheng wipe in person.

But Fu Suian thought, since Ji always has this heart, he must think that Shijie can wipe it.

She made her own decision.

Shi Sheng certainly won't give Fu Suian the job. Now she is Ji Yunan's chief secretary, and she is a handyman who has no reputation and no division. How dare she play a big card in Ji's long time.

See Fu Suian pestle in one side, a pair of you don't wipe medicine I don't go battle, she lost the battle, squeezed some medicine in the fingertips, lifted the hem of clothes, with the other hand touched the position, quickly spread evenly, "OK."

"Thank you, Shijie."

Fu Suian a bitter gourd face is finally happy, soon back to his position.

Lunch, when Sheng order take out.

Fu Suian was going to bring it to her, but Shi Sheng refused.

She only called after work and had to wait half an hour to deliver it. Shi Sheng was busy sorting out the documents when Ji Yunan came out of the office.

Ji Yunan looks in her direction.

When Sheng a Leng, didn't expect that he would walk straight toward her: "Ji Zong."

Fu Suian asked before eating. Ji Yunan ate out at noon and didn't need to order for him, so she didn't ask if she wanted to order for him.

Ji Yunan's handsome face was tight, silent for a few seconds and then said, "does it still hurt?"

That little injury on the waist didn't hurt long ago. After wiping the medicine, Sheng basically forgot, "it doesn't hurt."

"Get up and eat." With that, he just turned and left, and didn't give Shi Sheng a chance to speak.