Kiss and hug?
Could it be that the one she kissed just now was not the little baby but him?
Xiong Miao's eyes widened in surprise, and he gasped.
Her evasive approach made Zhan Yeling very upset.
Just now she hugged him tightly, buried her small face in the crescent of his neck, and greedily sniffed his body. The silky face arched against his chest like a kitten, and she held his face and kissed it several times.
How cute it is.
It's not like a hedgehog with fried hair like now, get away from him.
She's cuter when she's asleep.
"Then why did you come to my room?" Xiong Miao realized, didn't she lock the door behind her?
How did he get in?
"Where am I going to sleep? It's not your turn to ask." He snorted coldly, got up, and left with his slender legs.
A strange man, obviously he came to her room by himself.
And blame her for kissing and hugging him.
wrong!
Why did he come to her room?
Just to sleep with her?
How did that door open? Think about it too, if this is Zhan Yeling, he can go anywhere he wants, how can a locked lock hinder his pace?
She is still too naive.
When Xiong Miao changed her clothes and went downstairs, she saw Zhan Yeling sitting at the dining table.
He was wearing a black professional suit, deep and dignified, completely different from the lazy state in loose pajamas just now.
Because of the embarrassment of hugging and kissing him in the morning, Xiong Miao stood at the stairs, at a loss what to do.
Would she go straight away, or would she sit down and have breakfast with him before leaving?
"Sit." The man's faint words sounded, but he couldn't refuse.
Xiong Miao walked over and sat down opposite him.
Seeing him eating poached eggs gracefully, she also imitated him, picked up a knife and fork, and cut poached eggs.
In fact, every morning, she directly sandwiches the poached egg with chopsticks and eats it bite by bite.
Eating a poached egg is so particular, is this called high-end?
After eating, Zhan Yeling left first.
His black Rolls Royce drove out of the courtyard of the villa like a streamer.
As for Xiong Miao, there is also a special driver to take her off.
As soon as she arrived at the company, she sat down at the desk when her cell phone rang and a call came.
Picking it up, it was Su Hongyi calling.
A feeling of boredom suddenly rose in her heart, and she really wanted to just press reject.
However, thinking of Su Hongyi's threat.
She still pressed the answer button.
"I want to see two million in my account today." Su Hongyi's voice came through the phone.
Xiong Miao clenched her fists, but had to respond: "Before five o'clock in the afternoon, wait for the news!"
After speaking, she hung up the phone.
At this time, someone knocked at the door, but the door was not closed. She looked up and saw that it was Secretary Ding.
"Come in." Xiong Miao said.
"Mr. Xiong, the account you want." Secretary Ding brought over the financial account statement and handed it to her.
Because as soon as Xiong Miao came to the company, he ordered her to bring her the financial account.
Xiong Miao picked it up and looked at it. She still didn't understand some questions, so she asked: "Secretary Ding, can I use the funds invested by the Rich Group in my own name?"
"You are the president, of course you have this authority. After all, the company is yours." Secretary Ding explained with a smile.
But he focused his gaze on her, looked him up and down, and praised: "Mr. Xiong, you look so good today. You looked good yesterday too."
She did not forget to add.
Since Xiong Miao became the president of Xiong's, her clothes have improved.
The body has also changed from street stalls to famous brands.
Sure enough, when a person reaches a high position, the quality and quality of life will also improve.