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Chapter 471

Chapter 471

Did they read that correctly?

Ji Yuting actually peeled oranges himself and even fed them...

Is this gentle man in the video really the most ruthless and ruthless person in power in their Ji family?!

Lian Si Nian was stunned and even forgot that he was reporting data.

In front of the screen, the man who was watched by the entire conference room did not notice anything wrong.

Every time he feeds an orange out of the screen, there will be a hint of doting in his always cold black eyes.

The sour smell of love wafted through the screen into the conference room without any scruples.

Noticing that Xi Nian's voice had stopped, Ji Yuting frowned in displeasure and returned to his cold expression, "Continue."

"Oh, yes!"

Because of this little episode, Si Nian looked at the information booklet in his hand again.

Suddenly I was confused.

Damn, what line did he read while he was just eating dog food?

Ji Yuting had a serious face and reminded seriously: "Profit and loss ratio of the Luo Xi project."

"Oh yes, profit and loss ratio..."

I quickly found the corresponding team and continued reporting.

Just when Ji Yuting was feeding the seventh mouthful of oranges outside the screen, Shengge's little face moved to the side without opening her mouth.

"I won't eat anymore."

When the feeding failed, Ji Yuting naturally took his hand back and prepared to feed it into his mouth.

A stop came from the side, "No, you are not allowed to eat!"

It’s not that Shengge is stingy, but people who are recovering from surgery cannot eat too many oranges. Ji Yuting has already eaten three today.

He wants moderation!

Ji Yuting paused in eating the orange, turned his head and glanced to the side.

"No!"

Shengge frowned, stared at him threateningly, looked at the time again, and whispered, "It's time, take medicine!"

As a result, all the directors looked at the big screen to see that their boss had been attacked, and their faces were extremely gloomy, as if they were the precursor of a rainstorm.

Everyone held their breath, expecting to see Ji Yuting throwing cups angrily the same way he did to them in the next second.

But I didn't expect that Ji Yuting looked like a child who didn't ask for candy.

After a brief moment of unhappiness, he quickly put down the orange, grabbed a wet wipe, and wiped his hands clean gracefully.

Then he took the pills from Shengge off-screen, mixed them with warm water, and continued the meeting as if nothing had happened.

Good guy!

Is this what is called, one thing brings down another thing?

My boss turns out to be... a strict henpeckist?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that the man who listened to his wife during the video call was Ji Yuting!

As for Ji Yuting himself, he didn't know about his series of actions in front of the video, and soon everyone in the senior management knew about it.

After an exhausting meeting, he closed his notebook, held down a woman who was still playing leisurely on her mobile phone with her hands, and pressed her down on the sofa.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Looking at the cell phone lying innocently next to her, Shengge struggled with her wrist, but was held down by Ji Yuting.

Ji Yuting's dangerous breath gradually came closer to her, and his warm breath sprayed on her face.

He gently rubbed the tip of her nose and complained coldly, "If you don't let me eat oranges, then I will have to eat you."

"Wait a minute!"

Shengge's heart was tickled by his teasing, and her face instantly turned red. She swallowed and tried to regain her senses, "You haven't recovered from your injuries yet. You can't exercise strenuously. You have to exercise restraint!"

Ji Yuting was very depressed.

But he couldn't refute.

If the injury is healed, Shengge may have to pack his things and go back to Lu's house tomorrow.

If the injury is not healed, he will be restricted everywhere and cannot eat meat.

No matter which path you take, it's painful.

He was depressed for a while, and then thought of a relatively acceptable solution, "Then, it's okay if I don't eat. My injury is much better. Can you go back to my room to sleep at night?"


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