Chapter 202

Ji An was stunned and immediately rejected, "I didn't have one."

Teng Yiyang's tone this time, there is no question of the last sentence, but directly to her firmly, "Ji'an, you are jealous."

How could she be jealous of him!

Ji An pursed his lips, "no is no!"

Seeing that she has been forced to be anxious, Teng Yiyang, with a smile in his mouth and a light in his eyes, said, "good, good, you said no, there is no."

His words were obviously perfunctory, dealing with her.

Gian poked at the rice in the bowl and was about to explode.

But she couldn't get entangled in this issue any more. The more angry she was, the more like he wanted to be.

She simply buried herself in the meal and ignored him no matter what he said.

Teng Yiyang is ready to give up. Anyway, he already knows the answer he wants. Even if she doesn't admit it, he also confirms it.

So next, Teng Yiyang is full of spring breeze and has a big appetite. He sweeps out the food box.

The previous unhappiness was gone.

However, Ji An ate more and more no appetite, and took a few bites.

Teng Yiyang saw what he wanted to say. Secretary Yang knocked on the door at this time and told him that the meeting time was coming.

He looked at the time, er, said he knew, and then told Ji An, "this meeting is quite long. If you are bored, you can play with the computer or read the newspaper. If you are sleepy, you can go inside and have a rest."

Ji an only thinks he is wordy, but Secretary Yang standing on the side is a little surprised. It turns out that boss has such a housekeeper's side. More importantly, he even lets his wife play with his computer!

That's the core computer of the whole group! It's confidential! Once there is any problem, it will affect the operation of the group!

But boss said with the tone of "that toy is good, you can play if you want to"!

Yang Secretary silly eye on the spot, or received his boss dissatisfied eyes, just quickly followed out.

Before leaving, he did not forget to smile at his wife, and then bent down to close the door.

The thighs of the president's wife must be firmly held!

Ji An doubts, what happened to Secretary Yang? Is there something wrong with your eyes?

After the man left, she began to clear the dishes.

After yesterday's incident, Ji'an made up his mind to take things back to his old house for washing.

The office is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop. Ji An is a bit bored. He brought his Sketchpad with him. Standing in front of the French window, he has a wide field of vision. It is easy for people to empty their heads and generate inspiration.

At this moment, the inspiration flashed by, and she had to write it down immediately.

But there was no brush or paper.

She is a little puzzled. Inspiration is not something you want to have. It is fleeting.

When she saw the pen on her desk, she immediately got up and walked over to Teng Yiyang's office chair. She took out the A4 paper from the printer, took the pen, and began to "Shua Shua Shua" to draw. She did not stop writing for a moment.

I do not know how long, the door was knocked, Ji an immersed in painting, subconsciously should sound.

The shutter was pushed open and assistant Zhou came in with a delicate box.

Assistant Zhou looked at the sofa area for the first time.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw the man sitting behind her desk. Her eyes widened.

It was the exclusive position of the president. No one dared to get close to it. Unexpectedly, his wife sat on it directly.

It can be seen that in the president's mind, the position of the wife is not generally heavy.

Assistant Zhou was very envious and walked over with a smile, "madam, this is the afternoon tea that the president asked me to order for you."

Ji'an was painting at the key point, without raising his head. He said politely, "please, put it on the table."

What a beautiful voice!

The plain appearance is more beautiful than Miss Yin's elaborate dressing!

Assistant Zhou Hua Chi fell into a daze and did not forget her hand movements. She stepped forward and put the box on the table.

The president's wife was so busy.

Although she has never learned to draw, she can see the outline skillfully by the president's wife, which shows her strong skills. Moreover, this serious and calm appearance makes people fascinated.

She couldn't help thinking of what she saw in the wechat group today, and she even more agreed with the words that the fairy was not obviously thin.

"Is there anything else?" Ji An raised his head and asked.

Zhou Zhuli's face turned red. Unexpectedly, he was stunned and shook his head to leave the office.

As she walked back to her office area, assistant Zhou stopped suddenly. The president's wife could draw pictures and think of her familiar back, as if something was coming up in her heart.

"Xiao Zhou, why are you still in a daze? There's something wrong with the meeting materials. Please call the finance department and send it back! "

Assistant Zhou hurriedly answered, but he did not care what he had just thought about. He went to his position immediately.Ji An finally finished the sketch. This is the first draft. He doesn't pursue aesthetic feeling. He takes everything with him. He cuts down the time and mainly records the plot.

Now she can draw two comics when she goes back.

Ji An lays down his pen and stretches. Only then does he notice the box on the table and searches for his memory. It seems that someone has sent it and said that Teng Yiyang bought it for her.

It happened that I didn't eat a few mouthfuls at noon. I spent a lot of brain cells in the afternoon, and my stomach was empty.

Ji an opened the box, this time Mango Mousse with a cup of fragrant milk tea.

It smelled good. She took a spoon and ate it. It was cold and cold. The taste was very good. The mango was fresh and the mousse was just right.

He was in a good mood and had a good appetite.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong.

She stares at the mousse cup, frowning slightly.

Recently, she seems to take it for granted that he is right. No, she should be imperceptibly influenced by him.

He never sent meals to accompany him to dinner, and even now he did not refuse the afternoon tea he specially prepared for her.

It's off track.

Don't you want two no interference?

How is it that there is more intersection?

What's more, she asked herself, why did she suddenly have the idea of testing Yin Lingfei when she mentioned him just now?

What is the relationship between him and Yin Lingfei and what does he have to do with her?

"Gian, you're jealous."

Thinking of Teng Yiyang's words at noon, she immediately denied it in her heart. It can't be jealous. It should be that she can't get used to Yin Lingfei's high-ranking appearance, so she wants to confirm whether what Yin Lingfei said is true, not jealous at all.

Yeah, that's it.

She inadvertently strokes her mobile phone and points to wechat. The interface jumps out. She sees the number of Xuexin and thinks of the conversation between the two people last night. She can't help but open it.

The last conversation in the chat window was sent by Xuexin before she went to sleep.

Snowflake has no intention: before going to bed, if you feel that the relationship between the two people makes you very troubled, you may as well leave your common life circle and go out for a walk to relax. Maybe the distance is opened, you will understand what you are thinking.

Yes, she can't write like this. She can't be influenced by him any more.

Ji'an thought for a while, directly opened Xie langxuan's dialog box, edited a paragraph of text and sent it to the past.

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