For several days, Siyang was in a good mood. Although Wu Peng was very busy, whenever he was free, he would ask Siyang to eat, chat, and watch movies. Although there was still no feeling of love, Wu Peng's thoughtfulness made her very happy.
Moved, Liu Siyang thought, as the saying goes, love grows over time, and as time goes by, he will definitely fall in love with Wu Peng.
"Hello, Yang Yang." As soon as Ji Zhehan went out, Liu Siyang answered the phone.
"Aunt?" Siyang's heart froze for a moment, it was Jingshu.
"Yang Yang, why haven't you come home for so long?" Jing Shu scolded her, but her tone was loving.
"Are you too busy at work? Why doesn't Zhehan know how to care for others?"
"Oh, no, Auntie, I have a friend whose mother is sick, so I haven't had time to see you."
"Come home tonight." Come home, Siyang smiled, Jingshu's words always made people feel comfortable.
"Have you spoken to Zhehan?"
"No, isn't he in the office?" Jingshu asked.
"Oh, I just went out for a while, I should be back soon."
"I'll call his cell phone." Jingshu put down the phone.
Soon, Ji Zhehan returned to the office.
"Siyang, it seems we have to hold hands again? The last breakup dinner was in vain."
"Okay, risk your life to accompany the manager." Liu Siyang nodded helplessly, since Wu Peng didn't have time to eat with him today anyway.
"It doesn't have to be so serious." Ji Zhehan picked up the documents on the table and gently tapped Siyang, this lovely girl.
In the Ji family villa, Siyang was much more relaxed than last time. Everyone finished the meal happily and sat on the sofa chatting. Jingshu told Siyang about her experience in making soup.
"Mom, stop playing the piano to the cow."
Jing Shu glanced at Ji Zhehan: "That's nonsense. A smart kid like Siyang will definitely learn it right away."
Siyang also took the opportunity to roll his eyes at Ji Zhehan: "Look down on people." He turned back to Jingshu: "Auntie, he always scolds me."
"The evil one files the complaint first, you. When have I ever scolded you? But you often do things against me." Ji Zhehan finished eating a melon seed and smashed the skin at Siyang.
"You are the evil one. Look at him, aunt."
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You said something and I said nothing, refusing to give in. Jingshu and Ji Hengzhong watched the two of them playing with smiles. It seems that Zhehan has really come out. Since he met Yang Yang, Zhehan's happy smile has returned.
"Yang Yang, you have known each other for a while. When are you going to get engaged?" Ji Hengzhong said lightly.
"Engagement?" Liu Siyang and Ji Zhehan exclaimed almost at the same time.
"Yes, your dad and I are looking forward to your engagement as soon as possible. Zhehan, you are almost thirty, so you should think about this issue carefully." Compared with Ji Hengzhong's calmness, Jingshu was much more anxious.
"We want to further our relationship. Isn't it too early to get engaged?" Ji Zhehan quickly helped Ji Hengzhong get a cup of tea.
"Yes, yes, uncle, aunt, it's too hasty." It was originally a fake, but don't make it real, not to mention that now there is Wu Peng.
"Oh, okay, let's keep dating for a few more months." Jingshu nodded helplessly.
"Then we'll get engaged in three months." Ji Hengzhong made the decision.
"Three months?"
"Yes, three months."
Liu Siyang and Ji Zhehan looked at each other speechlessly, trouble came again.
"Ji Zhehan, tell me what to do. I'm an imposter. You go and talk to the president."
"What did you say? How did you say it?" Ji Zhehan was also one of the top two.
"Just say, just say that we don't get along and break up." An idea came to Liu Siyang's mind.
"We broke up so soon? Besides, are you still an assistant to the manager? No matter how generous my father is, he will never let me stay in the same office as my ex-girlfriend."
"Then, what should we do?"
"Cold salad." Ji Zhehan looked through the rearview mirror at Liu Siyang in the back seat, who had a round face with a bitter look on his face. He couldn't bear it, so he consoled him: "Let's take it one day at a time. I'll try my best to get it at the right time.
Tell them the truth and don't worry, you won't be hurt."
"Well, okay." Thinking about it, there is no better way, so this is the only way for now. Anyway, this is what Ji Zhehan wants for himself, and the president will not do anything to his biological son.
Back at the apartment, Weng Qing and Li Minyuan were still asleep.
"Your manager invited you to dinner again?" Minyuan asked.
"Why am I not as lucky as you?" Weng Qing said playfully.
Liu Siyang originally wanted to tell Minyuan and Weng Qing about what happened with Ji Zhehan, but he didn't know what to say, so forget it, just learn from Han Hao Niao and just muddle along.
Early in the morning, Siyang came to the office, opened the door and took a look, and was stunned: Zuo Lin was in the room, and she was sitting in her chair.
"Good morning, Assistant Liu!" Zuo Lin's tone was full of contempt and contempt.
"Good morning, Miss Zuo!" Liu Siyang imitated Zuo Lin's tone and walked to his desk: "Miss Zuo, please give me permission. I'm going to start working."
"Why are you trying?" Zuo Lin stood up angrily: "Liu Siyang, let me tell you, Ji Zhehan is mine. You can't take it away."
"Oh, really? It seems that Zhehan's girlfriend is me and not you." Liu Siyang sat back in his seat and said calmly.
Liu Siyang's neither humbleness nor arrogance obviously annoyed Zuo Lin even more. There was a crisp sound and Liu Siyang's face became red and swollen.
Ji Zhehan happened to walk in, rushed over and grabbed Zuo Lin's right hand: "Zuo Lin, are you crazy?"
"Zhehan, tell me what is better about her than me. She is just a plain-looking woman." Zuo Lin shook Ji Zhehan's arm and whined. When he was a child, as long as he liked something and whined, Ji Zhehan would not bear to give it up.
give her.
"Shut up, stop making trouble. I've told you, in my eyes, Siyang is the most beautiful." Ji Zhehan pushed Zuo Lin away and looked at Liu Siyang, who had tears flashing in his eyes. Ji Zhehan
Her heart ached, and she pulled Liu Siyang and gently hugged her waist, fearing that Zuo Lin would come forward again.
If Ji Zhehan hadn't suddenly arrived, Liu Siyang would have slapped Zuo Lin harder and louder. Thinking of that banquet and the humiliation he suffered today, Liu Siyang's fists crackled a little. But now in
If the company really gets into trouble with her and everyone outside hears it, how can I start my future work?
"I don't care, as long as I'm not married, I still have a chance."
"Zuo Lin, wake up. We will be engaged in three months, so she is your future cousin-in-law, and you should respect her."
Zuo Lin walked out noisily: "Engagement? Huh! I don't believe that the son of your dignified CEO of Lanyu Enterprises would marry such an ordinary person as his wife."
"Zuo Lin, you've gone too far." Ji Zhehan's eyes burst out with anger, and he wanted to burn Zuo Lin. If it weren't for the fact that she was his favored cousin, Ji Zhehan really didn't know what he would have done.
"I'm going too far. You ignore me and marry an ugly girl to be the CEO's wife! Liu Siyang, just wait." Zuo Lin's voice was filled with tears. She glanced at the onlookers and said, "What are you looking at? Get out of here."
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"Mrs. President?"
"The president's son?"
There are more and more people standing outside the door, and everyone is talking about the company's big news.
"Is Mr. Ji really the CEO's son?"
"It must be, they both have the surname Ji. Oops, why didn't I think of that?"
"How could you have imagined that? When I came to Jiji, I was still a clerk. How could the president's son be a clerk?" said an old man in the company.
"Let's all go to work." Ji Zhehan's eyes swept over everyone coldly. Liu Siyang never left the office. Her face was swollen like this. She didn't know how to face everyone. As long as she didn't go out, at least the eight wives wouldn't.
I know I have been beaten, otherwise I am afraid there will be one more piece of news.
Seeing the employees disperse, Ji Zhehan closed the door, held Siyang's chin, and looked at Siyang's red and swollen face: "Does it hurt? It's all my fault." The five clear fingerprints made Ji Zhehan feel distressed.
Tears welled up in Siyang's eyes, and he was forced to go back. But there was some strange warmth in his heart, just like when he sprained his foot and had to carry it upstairs.
Looking at the strong Liu Siyang, Ji Zhehan suddenly wanted to slap himself. If he hadn't insisted on letting her be his fake girlfriend, why would she have to endure such pain.
"Wait for me for a while." Ji Zhehan helped Siyang sit back in the chair and gently closed the door.