Song Meiyue stared blankly at the man who appeared in front of her. Her whole body was wrapped in surprise. She opened her mouth... trying hard to speak out the words, but it turned out that she had already reached her mouth.
I don't know what to say.
Sometimes being moved is really simple, at least for Song Meiyue now... When she misses someone, someone suddenly appears. That feeling is not a sudden surprise, nor is it seeing him.
The joy is... the experience of being remembered and treated with care.
Is this Prince Charming?
Maybe...
Although his car is not a white horse, but a small tram costing about 30,000 yuan, but in his heart... he is Prince Charming, his own Prince Charming.
After a brief absence, Song Meiyue returned to her previous rationality. Although her heart was still trembling, her expression had already assumed a cold attitude. She lightly pursed her small mouth and turned her head to one side arrogantly.
He said angrily: "What are you here for?"
"Of course I'm delivering dinner to my aunt, the vice president." Jiang Qi walked up to her with a smile, looked at the woman with slightly blushing eyebrows, but pretended to be calm, and continued to smile: "Actually, I'm going
I originally wanted to go home and cook for you, but I was afraid that you would starve, so I found a small restaurant on the street and gave them a hundred yuan... to borrow the kitchen."
"The boss lady is quite honest. Not only did she help me for free, but she also gave me a few meal boxes and some rice. By the way... you said yesterday that you were losing weight, so today's dishes are all vegetarian, but don't worry
, they are all what you like to eat." Jiang Qi took out the food from the bag as he spoke.
Listening to his nagging words, Song Meiyue didn't have any dislike, and even felt the deep love for herself from it. Gradually... emotions began to overflow, and the arrogant mask slowly began to break.
crack.
"Are two bowls of rice enough?"
Jiang Qi took out two bowls of rice from the bag and asked Song Meiyue, who was sitting across from her while arranging music.
"Hate!"
"I... can only have one bowl of rice at most. If I have two bowls of rice, wouldn't I turn into a little fat pig?" Song Meiyue couldn't hold it in anymore at Jiang Qi's question... That arrogant mask had been shattered into pieces.
To the extent that he said angrily at the little villain in front of him.
"A chubby pig is a chubby pig, but it's best not to be fat on your belly, hands and legs, or on your neck. By the way, your face...don't be fat on your face either," Jiang Qi handed the hand to him.
She had a bowl of rice and a pair of crotches, and said coquettishly.
Song Meiyue rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You could just say... you want bigger breasts and a more perky ass."
"I'm not afraid that you will scold me," Jiang Qi said with a smile.
"snort!"
"It's good to know." Song Meiyue curled her lips, her words were unreasonable, but her heart was filled with warmth.
After receiving the kuaizi from her little bad guy, Song Meiyue tasted a few of the dishes he cooked himself, and they were still so delicious...then she said: "You are much more delicious than what your mother made yesterday.
I don’t even know how to complain about the dishes mom makes.”
"What should we do?"
"Let's just eat it. After all, she is your good sister and your future mother-in-law." Jiang Qi picked up the eggplant from the three fresh dishes, handed it to Song Meiyue's rice bowl, and said seriously: "We will get married in the future.
She's still moving in, and she'll cook for you every day."
Hearing that Sister Yaling cooks for herself every day, Song Meiyue almost shuts herself up. Suddenly she doesn't want her to move in. She purses her red lips and says leisurely: "Then tell your mother, let me
Don't do it...it's really unpalatable."
"Why don't you tell me?" Jiang Qi asked.
"I..."
"I am her good sister and her daughter-in-law, what should I say? Isn't this deliberately provoking conflicts between sisters, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?" Song Meiyue rolled her eyes at her little husband and said angrily: "
I am being offended by her, and you have to come over to coax me. She is being offended by me, and you have to go over and coax her. Instead of doing this... why don't you feel aggrieved."
for a time,
Jiang Qi's heart felt cold, but to be fair... Aunt Qiao was not wrong. If she had a conflict with her mother, the most unlucky person would be herself. She would be almost caught between these two women.
They are not human beings inside and outside the room, and the key is that they cannot afford to offend.
"What are you thinking about?" Song Meiyue noticed that his expression was a little gloomy and asked curiously: "Are you thinking about how your mother and I will get along in the future?"
"Um..."
Jiang Qi nodded depressedly.
Song Meiyue hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Don't worry... I won't make it difficult for you. Your mother and I are different from other mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law. There are fundamental differences. After all, she and I are best friends. Your mother is right."
Sometimes I care more than you do."
"So I'm a little worried..."
"Will you sisters, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law join forces to target me?" Jiang Qi pursed his lips and said helplessly: "The emperor is obviously the head of the family, but I didn't expect that the queen is on the left and the empress dowager is on the right.
Two people listen to politics behind the curtain... and ignore me."
Song Meiyue rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You must be the head of the family... Sister Yaling and I are here at home. Don't even think about it in this life. Take good care of me and your mother."
moment,
Jiang Qi's heart was broken. Compared to the conflicts between the sisters, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he was actually more worried about the cooperation between the sisters, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Will he survive in the future? The key is to forget it at home. The problematic wife is still his.
Boss, oops... I really want to die.
"Little rascal..."
"Take this card." Song Meiyue took out a black bank card from the drawer and said seriously: "You are my future husband, Song Meiyue. It would be a bit embarrassing for me not to have millions in this pocket."
.”
"..."
"You're making it a little difficult for me." Jiang Qi frowned and said angrily, "I feel like I'm being taken care of by a rich woman."
Song Meiyue blinked her eyes, looked at the little villain with a face full of rejection, and said with a hint of playfulness: "Isn't it right? My little husband... you are the one being kept by me."
As soon as the words fell,
Jiang Qi felt even more uncomfortable, and his spirit of self-improvement was severely damaged.
"alright."
"What's the matter with spending your future wife's money? It's not a problem..." Song Meiyue rolled her eyes at him and said softly: "Hurry up and take it to me. This card can be used as an overdraft of five million. You can spend it however you want.
But you are not allowed to spend it on women, except me, my mother, and your mother."
"Know it!"
Jiang Qi casually put the card into his pocket and said indifferently: "Will your phone ring if I swipe this card?"
"of course."
"I want to know where you spend your money." Song Meiyue said confidently: "I'm not spying on you, because according to relevant regulations, you must bind your mobile phone."
Hey young...
How can he be so confident?
Jiang Qi looked at the pretty aunt in front of him, hesitated for a moment... and asked cautiously: "I'm spending money here, your phone is ringing over there, and then the monthly bills... are they all sent to dad?"
Already?"
Song Meiyue blushed and said coyly: "Don't think I am a vice president, but I am actually very poor..."
Okay!
You tricked my father-in-law again!
Jiang Qi didn't even know what to say. He could only pray that his daughter in the future would never be like her mother... thinking about how to cheat her dad every day, but to be fair... her dad was very poor.
You can't get anything out of it, so why don't you try to trick grandpa? Grandpa's pockets are full of money.
Subsequently,
After the two had dinner, Jiang Qi tidied up quickly.
"Isn't it over yet?" Jiang Qi asked.
"Um..."
"I have to prepare this report so that it will be useful tomorrow." Song Meiyue said to her little husband while operating the mouse and keyboard.
"Why do you still have to do these things? Shouldn't you let the secretary do it for you?" Jiang Qi asked with a frown.
"Do you think I have a secretary?"
Song Meiyue rolled her eyes and said indifferently: "I had a female secretary before, but I thought her work efficiency was not high, so I transferred her to another department. Since then, I have been without a secretary, and I am used to doing everything myself.
"
"oh."
Jiang Qi nodded, looked at her tired face, and thought for a moment... silently walked to Song Meiyue's side, glanced at her work content, and said softly: "I'll do it... you take a rest for a while.
"
"That's fine."
"But... I need supervision!" Song Meiyue said coquettishly: "Sit on your lap and watch you do it."
Then at Song Meiyue's urging, Jiang Qi sat in her chair, operating the mouse and keyboard while looking at the document on his right, with the company's vice president sitting on his lap.
Sitting on her little husband's lap in her office, watching him complete his work, this feeling makes Song Meiyue happy and excited... and a little bit ashamed. Compared to her parents and Asian
The shame in front of Sister Ling, the shame in the company, tends to office romance.
No... to be precise, this is office flirting.
"well?"
"How does it feel to be sitting on the lap of the vice president in the vice president's office?" Song Meiyue bit her mouth and asked softly.
"My legs are going numb."
Jiang Qi replied bitterly: "How about you sit on the edge?"
"don't want!"
"I just like sitting on your lap." Song Meiyue pouted and said angrily: "Hurry up and work... let's go home after we're done."
Hey, hey...
What a annoying vice president!
Jiang Qi sighed in his heart, smelling the mature fragrance of Aunt Qiao, and at the same time he could clearly feel her plump and round buttocks. To be honest... there was no need to continue with this.
Work?
at this time,
Suddenly... there was a knock on the door, breaking the ambiguous and warm atmosphere in the office.
"Mizuki?"
"Are you still working?" A woman's voice came from outside, with a hint of concern for Song Meiyue.
In an instant,
Both of them were confused...looking at the door in shock.
"Quick! Quick!"
"Hurry and squat under the desk!"
Under the desk?
This plot looks a bit familiar!
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