Xiao He wanted to move his leg away, but Wen Yan stretched out his other leg as if he had anticipated his movements.

Her strength is not great, but the space under the table is limited, and if he wants to force it to break away, he will inevitably run into other people.

He squinted slightly and looked at her deeply, with a warning in his eyes.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, not taking his warning in his eyes, and continued to do whatever he wanted......

The dark tide was surging under the dining table, and on the dining table, Xiao He still had that cold appearance, his eyebrows were deep and sharp, and he was calm and calm to deal with others.

Except for a deep glance at the woman next to her from time to time, as well as the pursed lips from time to time and the sudden rolling Adam's apple.

Wen Yan smiled calmly, generously and decently, discussed project experience with competing companies from time to time, and also clinked glasses with his team members.

A meal is a pleasure for both the host and the guest.

After the show, they went back to their hotels.

The people in the elevator gradually dispersed, and only Wen Yan and Xiao He were left inside.

With a "ding", the elevator went to the 26th floor.

"Mr. Xiao, thank you for the dinner. Wen Yan approached Xiao He and winked at him, her eyes were charming and infinitely ambiguous, and she smiled sweetly: "Good night, Mr. Xiao." ”

The elevator doors closed again.

Xiao He still has the smell of her perfume in his nose, which is a little sweet. Xiao He looked at the elevator door glowing with cold light expressionlessly, his dark eyes were dark.

*

A week later, the office of the vice president of Yuncheng Group.

"Mr. Xiao, Miss Wen has arrived. The secretary reported to Xiao He behind the desk.

Xiao He said "um": "Let her in." ”

The secretary was ordered to go out.

When Wen Yan walked into the office, he saw the man staring at the document in his hand with slightly closed eyes, his expression focused and serious.

"Mr. Xiao, long time no see. Wen Yan tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a smile, her moist eyes shining with a fine light.

Xiao He bowed slightly, and went directly to the topic: "Miss Wen, what's the problem with the project information?"

Wen Yan walked towards him, walked around the desk, walked straight to his swivel chair, leaned lightly on the edge of the desk, and handed him the papers in his hand.

Xiao He took the document and flipped through it, but found no problem marking.

He looked up at her, dark eyes suspicious.

Wen Yan hooked her lips and smiled, leaned over him, her cheek almost touched his chin, her upper body was next to his shoulder, stretched out her fingers, and pointed to a number in the remarks column at the end of the line: "The decimal point is in the wrong place." ”

The faint smell of perfume lingered in the woman's nose, Xiao He frowned, and his gaze fell on the place where her finger was pointing.

His thin lips pursed slightly, the data was indeed wrong.

The document was not made by him, but he was responsible for the project, and the data provided to Party B was incorrect, and if it caused design problems, the responsibility lay with Party A.

Wen Yan suddenly raised his hand and pinched his shoulder, and said softly: "Mr. Xiao, how are you going to thank me this time?"

Xiao He raised his eyes to look at her, his dark eyes were indifferent: "What thank you gift does Miss Wen want?"

Wen Yan smiled sweetly, and tapped his shoulder with his slender fingertips, once, twice.

The very light movement made Xiao He's breathing stagnant for a moment.

Just for a moment, she took advantage of the loophole.

Wen Yan suddenly climbed on his shoulder, twisted around and sat on his lap, and said in a soft voice: "Hmm...... I'll have to think about it. ”

Blatant seduction, complacent presumptuousness.

Xiao He's thin lips pursed slightly, and a layer of shadow fell from the broken hair on his forehead covering his eyes, which was dark and unclear.