Chapter 287

The more you think about it, the more angry you are. The more you think about it, the more you can't give him a good face.

That day, the boss suddenly called her to the office and said mysteriously,

"Qiuye, I have another big list from the boss this time. You must help me well!"

She looked suspiciously at the excited look of her boss, and there were bursts of coolness on her back,

"What list?"

"Cough -"

The boss coughed awkwardly,

"Well... Zhuang Dashao said that in the future, all places that need translation will cooperate with our company..."

"And then?"

Autumn leaf picked up her arm and asked with leisure. If he interferes in anything, it will never be good for her.

Her boss looked at her with embarrassment and struggled to speak,

"Then... Then you'll have lunch with him!"

"Good!"

She readily agreed and looked at her boss with a smile. She was so frightened that her boss quickly raised his hand, held his glasses and stared at her, thinking he had heard wrong.

Qiuye didn't say anything and turned out of the office. He asked her to have lunch several times and she refused. Damn it, he just knew she wouldn't refuse her boss, so he started here. He's really black in the stomach.

Her boss is very kind to her. Without his support, she would not be today. You know, it's not easy for a newly graduated college student to find a job, and she asked to use her temporary name Ye Qiu.

But her boss did not hesitate to hire her. She thanked him for his insight, the opportunity to exercise, and the opportunity to grow up. This is why she stayed here all the time. Even if it was so difficult at the beginning, she insisted on it in the face of the boss, and then she became what she is today.

The third floor of Shengshi hotel.

The western restaurant with elegant environment has light music flowing slowly, and the waiters in white shirts shuttle between the tables with light steps.

Near the window, there was a handsome man with cold and arrogant temperament. The engraved side face was like a rich painting, invariable black, as calm and wise as his people.

At the moment, his face, which had been frozen for thousands of years, was shining with a drowning smile. He bowed his head, cut off the steak and looked at the little woman opposite him who had never said a word since he sat there,

"Why don't you eat quickly?"

She ignored him and still sat there in silence, holding her cheek with one hand, and her eyes stopped on the water cup in front of her without looking at him,

"Are you too lazy to cut?"

He sighed, reached for the steak in front of her, cut it gracefully and put it back in front of her.

She was still silent. He was a little depressed. After all, he played tricks first. He didn't know what was wrong with him. In front of him, he felt that his conspiracy was like committing a heinous crime.

When she gave him a little look, he voluntarily surrendered, stretched out his big hand and held her small hand on the table. She struggled angrily, but he did not allow her to escape,

"Autumn leaves!"

He called her in a low voice,

"I know you're angry that I lied to you to come here, but I just want to date you!"

She finally raised her eyes to look at him, which made his heart tremble, because her big eyes were full of tears and wanted to cry. He immediately panicked and listened to her faint mouth,

"Zhuang Shili, where did you learn so many ways to chase girls? Did you chase others with such heart before?"

The more she spoke, the more angry she became. Tears came down. The grievances held in her heart these days turned into tears.

He was stunned and stunned. What's going on? Didn't you say let him chase her? He tried his best to chase her, and she disliked him?

God knows that he learned these moves from Ji Chenhao. How could he spend these thoughts on women in the past? What should he do now? He leaned over and hurriedly wiped her tears,

"Oh, autumn leaf, stop crying! Don't cry -"

He comforted her awkwardly, but her grievances became more and more serious. At the thought that he had done such a thing to other women, she felt depressed and wanted to cry out to vent.

Zhuang Shili only felt that his head was big. The ancients said that it was difficult to raise only women and villains. Now he has a deep understanding. He became angry inexplicably and suddenly cried, which makes people unable to resist.

Alas, fortunately, their position is hidden enough, and there are not many guests now. Otherwise, his opponents in the mall saw him as busy and helpless, and he really has no face to stay.

The waiter standing in the distance hesitated for a long time before he came up trembling. He fell in his ear and whispered something. He frowned and looked in the direction of the waiter's fingers. He saw Ji Chenhao and two ghosts of Quan Tiansheng's family standing there laughing at him.

A glimmer of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he still nodded to them to come over.

"Aunt, why are you crying?"

The autumn leaves were crying wrongly, and a childish voice suddenly sounded in her ear. She was stiff and continued to cry with her head down. She thought she must have heard wrong. How could a child call her aunt when she was so young? They should all call her sister.

After a while, she felt a pair of small hands poke on her arm,

"Aunt! Aunt? What's the matter with you?"

Someone immediately stopped crying and fiercely raised his eyes to stare at the two imps standing in front of him. She knew them. One was Xiang Xiaoji, Ji Chenhao's son, and the other was Xiaoze, Quan Tiansheng's son. Ozawa is cautious, mature and deep, while Xiaoji is lively, funny and clever.

She pulled a paper towel, turned her head awkwardly, wiped her tears, and then looked back and said fiercely,

"Why call me aunt, call me sister!"

Damn kid, why do you call her aunt? She looks like she's forty.

When Quan Tiansheng's son Ozawa looked back at Zhuang, he raised his mouth. They only said a word and made her stop crying. However, after someone worked hard for most of the day, she cried more and more. Zhuang looked at him with a black face, and then took out his mobile phone and called longyi.

Just now, the two kids asked the waiter to inform him that they could help him deal with her, but they wanted limited edition Transformers toys and an iPad for each person.

At that time, he also expressed doubt, but now looking at a little woman who stopped crying, he couldn't help biting his teeth. The damn woman didn't give him face. He was taken care of by two little ghosts. It is estimated that he will be teased by Ji Chenhao for a long time.

Xiang Xiaoji continues to play innocent there,

"Sister? But aren't you uncle Zhuang's wife? We call him uncle. How can we call sister?"

To Xiaoji's innocent face.

"Who, who said I was his wife?"

Someone suddenly forgot what he was still angry about, wrinkled his small face and entangled with Xiang Xiaoji.

"Oh? Isn't it?"

Glanced at Xiao Ji's stomach,

"But aren't you all pregnant with his children?"

"So what!"

She puffed her little face angrily.

"The children are about to be born. Don't you hurry to get married? Do you want the children to be the same as me and Ozawa? Since I was a child without a father, I can't get the nourishment of father's love..."

Xiao Ji shook her head and said, with the tone of an adult teaching a child.

Zhuang Shili held his forehead with a headache, Ozawa smiled secretly, and Qiuye had no choice but to cheat,

"You, you, you... I... I don't care. Don't call me aunt anyway!"

Ozawa, who had been silent all the time, took a look at the childish autumn leaves and Zhuang Shili, and sighed heavily,

"Hey! This is the sorrow of old cattle eating tender grass, which makes our children's generation disordered!"