As soon as Qin Yaying opened the door, she saw Leng Muchen standing at the door with an anxious look on her face, "Why, why is it you?"
"Otherwise, who do you think you are? The door won't open even after I knocked for so long." Leng Muchen bypassed her and walked into the studio.
"No, no, why are you here?" Qin Yaying looked at him like a CEO and looked at the clothes on the mannequin, and he looked at it carefully.
"Can't I come here? If I don't come, you plan to spend the night here, right?" Leng Muchen sat on the sofa, "Pour me a cup of coffee."
Qin Yaying glanced at him and said, "There is no coffee, only boiled water." Who did he think he was? When he arrived at the factory, he asked for more requirements and asked for coffee, but there was no coffee at all.
"How about boiled water?" Leng Muchen put down his briefcase. He knew that she would be so busy with work that she would forget the time. He called around and asked the servants, but she didn't go back. When he asked the company, she didn't go back either.
He drove his car to the factory. The whole factory was dark, but he saw that the lights in the studio were still on.
Qin Yaying poured a glass of boiling water and handed it to him, "Then don't stay here. I'll take care of this place and then go back."
She was afraid that he would be wronged. It would be fine for a dignified CEO to come to pick up this little assistant, but she also asked him not to even drink coffee, but only boiled water.
Leng Muchen had no objection, "Yeah." He was also tired after a day of socializing and drinking. He leaned on the sofa and half-closed his eyes.
Qin Yaying put away everything on the table and turned around to see Leng Muchen asleep on the sofa.
She squatted in front of the sofa and reached out to touch his slightly tired handsome face. He would also be very tired for her, right?
Qin Yaying leaned over, her lips slowly pressed against his, and she brushed them gently. She just wanted to kiss him, but he didn't fall asleep at all. His long arms clasped hers
waist and captured her lips.
Qin Yaying was so breathless from his kiss, "You, why are you always like this?"
"What's wrong with me? It was obviously you who took the initiative." Leng Muchen was quick to shirk responsibility. He sat up and said, "Go back!"
Qin Yaying could only carry her bag and follow Leng Muchen. She wanted to stay away from him, but she knew it was impossible. Sure enough, in just a few seconds, she felt her waist sink.
She was pulled into his arms.
The car drove slowly on the road, Qin Yaying looked at him, "How about I drive?" Although her driving skills were not very good, but he drank a lot of wine, so she was a little worried.
Leng Muchen took advantage of the red light and looked at Qin Yaying, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
"Who feels sorry for you? I feel sorry for myself. You drank so much, and I'm afraid something will happen to you." Qin Yaying didn't relax her words. Even if she felt distressed, she wouldn't admit it easily. Mainly,
She didn't want Leng Muchen to be too proud.
Leng Muchen shook his head, "I drank a lot, but my drinking capacity is not that bad." This woman was also tough-talking. She could do nothing if she admitted that she cared about him and felt sorry for him.
Qin Yaying stopped talking. Anyway, he was willing, so she didn't force it. When the two returned to the apartment, it was already past ten o'clock. Qin Yaying rubbed her belly. She also forgot to eat dinner. Now it's really...
Hungry.
"Are you hungry?" Leng Muchen thought and knew that Qin Yaying was a person who would forget to eat when she was busy working.
Qin Yaying looked at him and nodded, "I didn't have dinner." She told him honestly. Fortunately, she had managed her stomach ailment well in those two years, but she couldn't stand the trouble.
Leng Muchen asked her to sit on the sofa, and called the servant to ask her to prepare dinner. In fact, he didn't eat much himself, and the most he socialized with was drinking heavily.
Qin Yaying rubbed her sore shoulders. She was indeed tired after a busy day today. Leng Muchen looked at her and said, "If you don't want to be an assistant and don't want to be so tired, as long as you talk to me, you can do whatever you want."
Leng Muchen took a step back. It was a lie if he didn't feel sorry for her when he saw her like this.
Qin Yaying shook her head, "It's okay, I think it's good as it is now." She understood very well that she had to pay the price for his kindness, and she felt that she was good as she was now.
"If you think it's good, then keep doing that!" Leng Muchen knew that she was also stubborn. After all, he had said what he said, and it was her business whether she accepted it or not.
Qin Yaying poured a glass of water, "Are you unhappy?" Looking at Leng Muchen's cold expression, she knew that he was unhappy again.
"I've asked Wen Heng to buy a car. Starting tomorrow, you can drive to the company by yourself! If I'm busy, I won't be able to pick you up. Just drive carefully." Leng Muchen took out a car.
Put the car key in her hand.
"No, I don't need it either. It's very close to the company. I can take a taxi to the company myself." Qin Yaying actually didn't want to accept his idea.
"You should have to go to the factory every day these days. Do you want me to pick you up and drop you off every day?" Leng Muchen said to her, neither salty nor bland. Anyway, what he wanted to do was actually very simple.
Qin Yaying knew that she was always too stupid. She worked in his company, so he must know everything about her every move and her work arrangements!
"Don't bother Mr. Leng." Qin Yaying took the car keys. Rather than letting him take them, she decided it would be better to drive by herself.
Qin Yaying is sitting in the living room. She is holding a notebook and is still busy writing a manuscript. She wants to send He Yuan the manuscript he wants as soon as possible. Next, she will be busy designing the manuscript.
As soon as Leng Muchen walked out of the study, he saw Qin Yaying still busy. He never expected that he asked her to be a small assistant, but she was even busier. Although she was busy day and night at that time, but
, she is busier now than then.
This realization made Leng Muchen very unhappy. The woman he raised spent all her energy on work.
Qin Yaying had just clicked the send button when she suddenly felt a pair of long arms stretching out from her waist, encircling her in her arms, "You, please don't make trouble."
"What makes you so busy? Huh? If you are really so busy, starting from tomorrow, you don't even have to go to the company and just stay at home." Leng Muchen took it away.
He took the notebook out of her hand and threw it to the single sofa on the other side.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'll be fine soon. If you don't let me work, do you really plan to support me like this?" Qin Yaying was held tightly in his arms.
Leng Muchen clasped her chin and stared at her closely. This woman's mouth was getting louder and louder.