When Yuan An went upstairs and entered the room, Mo Yiyang was working hard and completing the tasks assigned by the secretary.

Oh my God, I don’t know where she got so many things from, and everything is very important. It can be seen that he has not been focusing on work recently, and has been passive and slow down. A good secretary must also be able to motivate the boss to be active

The ability to work.

So this good secretary heated a glass of milk for him and handed it to his lips: "Drink some and continue working."

He took a sip as he was told, and watched her take a sip from the cup smoothly. The taste in his heart was simply the fragrance of flowers in spring.

He worked harder.

She goes about her own business, just like a wife, very casual at home.

Mo Yiyang looked at her slender and familiar back and felt that life was particularly exciting.

Late at night, she would come to urge him: "Let's deal with it tomorrow. Go to bed early."

He had to show off: "I'll be done soon. Today's work must be done today."

She smiled and praised him: "Good boy!" She stopped affecting him and went into the bedroom by herself.

When he went in half an hour later, she was still awake and had the TV on, waiting for him.

He jumped on the bed, pinched her neck, and shook her: "Reward me, reward me, reward me!"

She laughed and bit his arm: "Ah! Your own work is yours to do, why should I reward you?"

Once the madness arose, the two of them twisted into a ball, laughing and laughing, and could not dissipate for a long time.

He was so afraid that she would ignore him from now on and deliberately alienate him. At this moment, everything he felt was too beautiful to be described in words.

Having had enough trouble, she gasped and patted him: "Let me go, I have something to give you."

He let her go and wanted to light a cigarette, but as soon as he took it out of the cigarette case, he was instantly struck by Yuan An's eyes. He surrendered and put the cigarette case back obediently: "Okay, aunt, please don't use that cigarette."

Look at me with a resentful look, okay?"

She cast another resentful look: "It's not for your health, really."

He leaned on the bed, with his long arms and legs, seducing her in an extremely coquettish manner: "What good things do you want to give me?"

She opened her laptop and plugged in the USB shield: "Give me your bank account number and I will transfer the money to you."

He was annoyed: "That's it?" He thought it was a great gift. He was so angry!

She kicked him: "Hurry up, rich man!"

The wealthy man got out of bed, went back to his room, took out a bank card, threw it to her, and curled his lips, looking too bored.

But the person who owed money was so energetic that he entered his card number into the computer and made an online transfer: "I'll transfer you 100,000 first."

"Wow, rich woman! Where did you get so much money?" The creditor was very angry. With his repayment ability, damn! He might not be able to be a creditor in a few days.

The female wealthy woman was particularly modest, with a cautious expression on her face: "Didn't my mother go home to sell her house a while ago? She sold it for 70,000, and I still have 30,000 that I saved in the past few months... Well, I

I still have to leave some money, so I can give you a round number for the time being. I have your account number, and I will transfer it to you directly when my salary is paid."

The creditor said gloomily: "Don't worry, pay it back slowly." This is probably the first example in history of a creditor being unhappy after receiving money.

Yuan An looked at the creditor with a pair of bright eyes: "It's different! You don't know how grateful I am to you. Really! You have helped me a lot. My mother is happy now, and she is in a very comfortable mood. Alas, wandering

A woman who is used to it...you have no idea how she feels..." When Yuan An went upstairs and entered the room, Mo Yiyang was working hard to complete the tasks assigned by the secretary.

Oh my God, I don’t know where she got so many things from, and everything is very important. It can be seen that he has not been focusing on work recently, and has been passive and slow down. A good secretary must also be able to motivate the boss to be active

The ability to work.

So this good secretary heated a glass of milk for him and handed it to his lips: "Drink some and continue working."

He took a sip as he was told, and watched her take a sip from the cup smoothly. The taste in his heart was simply the fragrance of flowers in spring.

He worked harder.

She goes about her own business, just like a wife, very casual at home.

Mo Yiyang looked at her slender and familiar back and felt that life was particularly exciting.

Late at night, she would come to urge him: "Let's deal with it tomorrow. Go to bed early."

He had to show off: "I'll be done soon. Today's work must be done today."

She smiled and praised him: "Good boy!" She stopped affecting him and went into the bedroom by herself.

When he went in half an hour later, she was still awake and had the TV on, waiting for him.

He jumped on the bed, pinched her neck, and shook her: "Reward me, reward me, reward me!"

She laughed and bit his arm: "Ah! Your own work is yours to do, why should I reward you?"

Once the madness arose, the two of them twisted into a ball, laughing and laughing, and could not dissipate for a long time.

He was so afraid that she would ignore him from now on and deliberately alienate him. At this moment, everything he felt was too beautiful to be described in words.

Having had enough trouble, she gasped and patted him: "Let me go, I have something to give you."

He let her go and wanted to light a cigarette, but as soon as he took it out of the cigarette case, he was instantly struck by Yuan An's eyes. He surrendered and put the cigarette case back obediently: "Okay, aunt, please don't use that cigarette."

Look at me with a resentful look, okay?"

She cast another resentful look: "It's not for your health, really."

He leaned on the bed, with his long arms and legs, seducing her in an extremely coquettish manner: "What good things do you want to give me?"

She opened her laptop and plugged in the USB shield: "Give me your bank account number and I will transfer the money to you."

He was annoyed: "That's it?" He thought it was a great gift. He was so angry!

She kicked him: "Hurry up, rich man!"

The wealthy man got out of bed, went back to his room, took out a bank card, threw it to her, and curled his lips, looking too bored.

But the person who owed money was so energetic that he entered his card number into the computer and made an online transfer: "I'll transfer you 100,000 first."

"Wow, rich woman! Where did you get so much money?" The creditor was very angry. With his repayment ability, damn! He might not be able to be a creditor in a few days.

The female wealthy woman was particularly modest, with a cautious expression on her face: "Didn't my mother go home to sell her house a while ago? She sold it for 70,000, and I still have 30,000 that I saved in the past few months... Well, I

I still have to leave some money, so I can give you a round number for the time being. I have your account number, and I will transfer it to you directly when my salary is paid."

The creditor said gloomily: "Don't worry, pay it back slowly." This is probably the first example in history of a creditor being unhappy after receiving money.

Yuan An looked at the creditor with a pair of bright eyes: "It's different! You don't know how grateful I am to you. Really! You have helped me a lot. My mother is happy now, and she is in a very comfortable mood. Alas, wandering
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