"It's the former second sister-in-law!" Before Yan Shaoheng came downstairs, Xu Yiran took the time to correct them. The word "former" was emphasized very hard. If you look at the search, www
Everyone smiled mysteriously. Yan Yaozi, who was most familiar with her, stood up and said without changing her words, "Second sister-in-law, come over for breakfast."
"...I won't eat anymore, I'm in a hurry." Xu Yiran looked at his charming smiling face helplessly, and suddenly thought, "Why are you still so lively? Didn't you go to Mr. Yan's place last night?"
"..." Yan Yaojie's face immediately turned green, and then he told her with lingering fear, "Last night, the robot at my brother's place had a nightmare, so he drove me away to accompany the robot." Fortunately, what a blessing.
Just as Xu Yiran was about to nod, he felt something was wrong again, "Can robots also have nightmares?" [
On one side, another cousin of Yan Shaoheng waved his hand, "Robot is just a code name, maybe it's an alien." Friends from aliens also have the right to have nightmares.
A group of people have the same mind. In short, no one thinks that a normal human being will be stationed in Yan Shaoxun's territory for a long time...
The Yan family's housekeeper was extremely efficient. While they were talking, he had already ordered someone to pack a large box of sandwiches, a thermos of porridge, and a jug of freshly squeezed juice.
This portion is probably enough for three or four people...
"Second Young Mistress..."
As soon as the butler Fu Bo started talking, Xu Yiran's head started to grow.
Why doesn't anyone in the Yan family want to change their words? Even Uncle Fu, who has always been the most particular about rules and can be called a walking etiquette book, still calls her the Second Young Mistress!
Holding a large bag of sumptuous breakfast, Xu Yiran left the Yan family mansion amidst the overly enthusiastic farewells from the Yan family.
Before leaving the door, she took another look at the wall that was almost destroyed.
To be honest, if Yan Shaoheng hadn't been so outstanding and their lives didn't overlap, she would have narcissistically thought that the Yan family was so enthusiastic about her and refused to change their tune no matter what, because Yan Shaoheng had been secretly in love with her for many years.
Because if Zuo Sichen had appeared at her home back then, her mother would have had the same reaction...
It's just that he is Yan Shaoheng, the helmsman of this generation of the Yan family, a man who can call the shots on everything in the business.
The innocent and helpless feeling of secret love is really not like the style of the strong second young master of the Yan family...
Besides, even if Yan Shaoheng wanted to have a crush on her, he wouldn't have a crush on her.
Arriving at Zuo's with random thoughts, Xu was still full of things about Yan Shaoheng, but he forgot how nervous he was about to see Zuo Sichen.
Yesterday, Zuo sent people to deliver identification cards and keys to the new office to several of them, so today she was able to successfully enter the Zuo's headquarters building.
There was no traffic jam on the road, so when she arrived at the company, it was still early and there was no one else in the lobby except the guards.
Following the signs, he took the elevator to the seventeenth floor. After going out, he turned right and Xu Yiran successfully found the room that was originally a small conference room and was now used as a workshop for them.
None of his colleagues had come yet and the door was locked. Xu Yiran changed his breakfast and bag to his left hand and took out the key to open the door.[
The room was covered with thick blackout curtains, and once the door was opened, it was so dark inside that it was hard to see.
Xu Yiran thought that someone from the previous meeting had seen the projector and forgot to open the curtains when he left, so he turned on the lights without thinking.
After a "pop" sound, the light returned to her eyes, and the most unexpected sight for Xu Yiran appeared in front of her eyes - Zuo Sichen, whom she was most afraid of seeing, was now lying on a makeshift bed made of several office chairs.