Five minutes later, Zijin went to the bathroom to wash his face and settle down his fluctuating emotions before pushing the door open and entering the conference room. However, the moment he entered the door, his steps froze and nervousness was clearly written on his face.
disturbed--
The people sitting in the huge conference room were all members of Qiao's management, and they all looked solemn.
Zijin had never seen anyone before, because she was the last one to enter the conference room, so before she entered, everyone's eyes were already on her. Her heart tightened, and she stood at the door for a moment.
However, his eyes were subconsciously cast on Gu Yanshen, who was sitting directly above him.
He had already taken off his coat, and he was still wearing the same blue striped shirt. This warm color softened some of his cold facial features, but it further enhanced his noble and compelling aura.
Zi Jin swallowed subconsciously, his eyes moved slightly, and he saw Qiao Jinglian sitting on his right side.
His face was gloomy, his expression was very bad, and his eyes were full of contempt and disdain. He was probably very dissatisfied with her being able to enter such a meeting.
Zijin took a deep breath secretly, and just as he was about to walk in, he heard Gu Yanshen's deep and deep voice, breaking the eerie silence in the entire conference room.
"I'm just waiting for you to be alone. Come and sit."
Zijin paused again. She had never faced such a scene before, and stage fright was inevitable. However, the eyes that instinctively looked at Gu Yanshen seemed to have a certain kind of trust.
He was also looking at her with deep eyes.
Zi Jin pursed his lips, and saw that he was holding a precious fountain pen in one hand. The cap of the pen fell on the blue folder, and he stroked it gently. It was a simple and casual movement, but Zi Jin felt a little inexplicable.
Peace of mind.
——At least, he is here.
Qiao Shiyun told her to learn from him...
Therefore, she is here to study, and there is no need to put too much pressure on herself. What's more, isn't there Gu Yanshen?
Taking a deep breath, Zijin finally walked towards Gu Yanshen, and was about to sit down on his left hand side, when Qiao Jinglian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.
"Mr. Gu, do you know that today's meeting will be attended by high-level people from the Qiao family?" The slightly lazy male voice said with sarcasm in every word, looking directly at Zijin, "Why don't you give it to me?"
Let’s introduce her to which department of Qiao’s she is in? Why did she come to attend today’s meeting?”
Zijin's heart trembled, and he stopped as he was about to sit down.
However, Gu Yanshen suddenly stood up and put his hand directly on her shoulder. The position on his left hand seemed to be reserved for her. With a little force, he pressed her in place.
Zijin's heart beat faster and he raised his head subconsciously, just in time to see Gu Yanshen's resolute jaw. His thin lips were slightly pursed, his expression was cool and calm, and the pen was still held between the tips of his index and middle fingers.
, the hand on his shoulder showed no intention of taking it back.
There was a very strange heat in his palm, which seemed to be able to penetrate the thin material of her clothes and seep into her skin.
It is too easy to carve into a person's breath and taste, but it is too difficult to forget.
Gu Yanshen chuckled lightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. His narrow and charming red phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked at Qiao Jinglian, "Hasn't Mr. Qiao always emphasized to me that she is your wife? So, Mr. Qiao***