When Han Yixing came to the thirty-seventh floor of the CEO's house, the air there was sluggish. She was a little puzzled. When she saw Secretary Lin's helpless face and curled his lips and winked at her, she knew that Meng Beichen was angry again.
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I felt a little strange. Wasn't it fine this morning?
She went over and knocked on the door first. His deep voice came from inside, and it was very cold.
"Come in."
Han Yixing pushed open the office door, revealed his face, and asked in a low voice: "President, can I come in?" [
Meng Beichen raised his eyes and then laughed, "Damn girl, come here!"
Han Yixing came in, threw away his bag, jumped across from his desk and said sternly, "Meng Beichen, you can't do this."
"What can't be done?" Looking at her youthful and energetic face, his depressed mood became a little better. This girl is his, and he will try hard to preserve her innocence and everything about her.
"Don't call me a dead girl!" She glared and said angrily, turning around to walk to her desk, but he stood up, quickly pulled her into his arms, and sat on the swivel chair with his arms around her.
"Can't you call me this? Well, what do you want me to call you? Baby, Xing'er, or just wife?" He said in her ear in a somewhat disgusting way, and then he put his arms around her and turned her around, then sat face to face with him.
on the legs.
"Whatever, why should I choose? Hey, what is this like? I'm going to see if anyone buys a house. Let go." Han Yixing blushed a little. What if he was caught by someone?
Just after thinking this, there was a knock on the door. She was frightened, struggled to get off him, and then stood still like a good student.
Meng Beichen was a little angry. The emptiness in his arms made the irritability in his heart rise again, and his voice dropped to freezing point again.
"Come in."
Han Yixing glared, why does this guy have so many mood changes? He used to be serious in the office, but he wasn't as cold as he is now.
"President, this is what you ordered before. The young lady is here to bring it in."
Secretary Lin had a weird smile on his face, but the tray in his hand contained many small cakes. When Han Yixing saw it, he immediately jumped up and said, "There are so many, thank you."