"Qi Jingchen, you are shameless!"

After being with Qi Jingchen for a long time, Zhong Jiaqi found that Qi Jingchen was becoming more and more shameless, and the cold Qi Jingchen seemed to have completely disappeared in front of her.

"My wife is almost gone, what do I have to do with my face!"

Zhong Jiaqi was made out of temper by Qi Jingchen, she reached out and gently nodded on Qi Jingchen's cheek: "You strangled me so much that I was about to lose my breath, let go!" ”

"No, if I let go, you'll run away, I'm not stupid!"

Zhong Jiaqi gritted her teeth and looked at Qi Jingchen: "Qi Jingchen! ”

"I'm here!"

"You're unreasonable!"

"It's clear that you wanted to nest in my arms last night and hug my waist tightly, now that I'm hugging you, why is it quite unreasonable, Miss Zhong can't be so double-standard!"

Zhong Jiaqi was a little helpless, but she didn't doubt what Qi Jingchen had just said, every night before going to bed, she would indeed subconsciously look for Qi Jingchen's temperature, and only by nesting in Qi Jingchen's arms could she sleep peacefully.

Seeing that there was no way to convince Qi Jingchen, Zhong Jiaqi could only rub his stomach and say to Qi Jingchen in a soft and glutinous voice: "I'm hungry, I want to get up and eat now!" ”

Qi Jingchen has always had no way to be coquettish with Zhong Jiaqi, even if he knew that Zhong Jiaqi said this to leave his arms quickly, Qi Jingchen still let go.

Sure enough, as soon as he let go, Zhong Jiaqi jumped up from the bed like a rabbit and walked into the bathroom as fast as he could.

Zhong Jiaqi has been resting at home for a while, and Qi Han's leg has now fully recovered, Zhong Jiaqi feels that he can no longer put all the burden on Mousse, so he decisively went to the charity foundation.

The office of Jiawen Charity Foundation is located next to Qi's, and this office building was chosen because it was close to Qi's, so it was naturally inevitable that Qi Jingchen insisted on picking her up and commuting to work.

What's more, this matter was brought up in front of Old Man Qi when Qi Jingchen had breakfast again, Qi Jingchen just ate it, and in front of Old Man Qi, Zhong Jiaqi would not say anything to refuse.

However, Zhong Jiaqi really did not refuse, she didn't want to let Old Man Qi's blood pressure soar again because of this matter.

Qi Jingchen's car was parked in the parking garage downstairs of the Jiawen Charitable Foundation.

"Jiaqi, I'll pick you up from work at night, you can't go back by yourself first, otherwise your unilateral cold war with me will be discovered by grandpa."

Zhong Jiaqi said angrily: "Got it." Then he turned and went upstairs.

As soon as she sat down in the office, she immediately received a large bouquet of roses, and Zhong Jiaqi immediately understood who had given this flower.

However, the people in the office all craned their necks to look in the direction of Zhong Jiaqi's desk.

A bolder clerk asked bluntly: "Miss Zhong, this big bouquet of roses was given by Mr. Qi!" ”

"Mr. Qi and Miss Zhong really love each other."

"When will I find a man who is willing to give me such a large bouquet of roses!"

"Didn't Mr. Qi donate 50 million to our Jiawen Charity Fund two days ago?"

"It's still in the name of a private person, it seems that he donated it for Miss Zhong."

"Have love!"

Listening to the discussions in the office, Zhong Jiaqi's heart was a little sweet, but before Qi Jingchen completely realized his own mistakes, Zhong Jiaqi still didn't intend to forgive him, so he had to make him understand that concealing it was a very undesirable thing.

"Okay, you guys don't talk around my desk anymore, are you done with the work at hand? If you guys are too idle, I can find you a little more to do. ”

As soon as Zhong Jiaqi's words fell, everyone immediately retracted their stretched necks, nonsense, they are already tired enough now, if they increase the workload, they are afraid that they will have to work overtime every day.

After calming the people in the office, Zhong Jiaqi found a vase, carefully put the roses into the vase, smelling the flowers, Zhong Jiaqi felt that the whole person was a lot more energetic.

When Qi Jingchen came to pick up Zhong Jiaqi to lunch, he saw the roses that were carefully cared for, he hooked the corners of his lips and smiled faintly, it seems that Zhong Jiaqi still likes roses very much, and he should also send more flowers in the future.

The people in the office were already surprised to see Qi Jingchen, because they had the opportunity to see Qi Jingchen every day to pick up Zhong Jiaqi from work, and Qi Jingchen was not as attractive as the bouquet of roses on Zhong Jiaqi's desk.

Qi Jingchen walked in front of Zhong Jiaqi and said with a smile: "Do you like this bouquet of flowers?" ”

Zhong Jiaqi said inappropriately: "This flower is so in the way here, I can't even stretch out my hand, and I don't know which one lacks the heart and eyes to send such a big bouquet." ”

"Then now this heartless person wants to invite Miss Zhong to lunch, I don't know if Miss Zhong agrees?"

Zhong Jiaqi said arrogantly: "I don't want to go to lunch with people who lack heart, I'm worried that I haven't had time to finish lunch, and my lung tubes are about to be fried." ”

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to the way I speak, and strive to make your lung tubes come back healthy." ”

Zhong Jiaqi's stomach screamed twice without face. Dream Literature Network

"Look, your stomach has already started to protest, let's go to dinner, just go to your favorite Sichuan restaurant, how about it?"

Thinking of the dishes of that Sichuan restaurant, Zhong Jiaqi felt even hungrier.

"Let's go, then look at the face of this bouquet of roses."

After arriving at the Sichuan restaurant, Qi Jingchen ordered a table of Zhong Jiaqi's favorite dishes.

"During the time you went to film with this Hanhan, you didn't have a good meal of Sichuan food, you must be hungry, let's have a good meal at noon today."

I have to say that Qi Jingchen knows herself better than Zhong Jiaqi, and Zhong Jiaqi can't care about being angry with Qi Jingchen now, so she stuffed a dish with chopsticks into her mouth.

The taste of this restaurant is still exactly the same as before.

After eating, Zhong Jiaqi felt that she was about to lose her feet.

Qi Jingchen couldn't help but reach out and touch Zhong Jiaqi's cheek: "Miss Zhong, for the sake of this lunch, can you forgive me once?" ”

The sentence of eating people's soft mouth did not play any role in Zhong Jiaqi and Qi Jingchen.

"No, I won't bend my waist for five buckets of rice, if you want to use this lunch to buy me, don't even think about it, it's useless."

"It's useless, it's useless, as long as Miss Zhong eats comfortably."

……

"Miss Ying, what do you think of tonight's dinner?"

In the hotel room, Ying Mengqi pretended to be coquettish and looked at Mr. Chen sitting in front of her.

"Tonight's dinner is delicious, I like it very much, thank you Mr. Chen for inviting me to dinner!"

Mr. Chen likes such a woman who is easy to be shy, looking simple, he reached out and pinched Ying Mengqi's chin, and immediately kissed Ying Mengqi's lips.

Ying Mengqi's stomach churned, this Mr. Chen is in his fifties, and he has reached the point where he can be Ying Mengqi's father, if it was before, Ying Mengqi didn't feel anything, but now think about Qi Jingchen, and then look at the old man in front of him.

She only felt ashamed, why couldn't she find a man like Qi Jingchen.

Mr. Chen also noticed Ying Mengqi's distraction, and reached out to squeeze Ying Mengqi's shoulder tightly: "What are you thinking?" ”

Ying Mengqi immediately collected her emotions and said, "I'm thinking that tonight's dinner is really delicious, but I don't know when the next time I will have dinner with Mr. Chen." ”

Mr. Chen was overjoyed by Ying Mengqi's sweet words, and reached out to unbutton Ying Mengqi's clothes.

……

After the rain and clouds.

Ying Mengqi snuggled in Mr. Chen's arms, stretched out her hand and circled his heart: "Mr. Chen, I know that your company needs a spokesperson, I don't know what do you think of my conditions?" ”

Ying Mengqi was very comfortable serving him just now, but it was just an endorsement, and he didn't take it to heart.

"Of course your conditions are good, tomorrow I will ask someone from the company to sign a contract with your agent."

Ying Mengqi happily raised his head and kissed Mr. Chen again, just when Mr. Chen was hugging Ying Mengqi's waist and wanted to do another round, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"What, Moose thinks there is something wrong with our contract."

"Profit? You told the people of Mooshi that we can talk about profits again. ”

"I'll go to Mousse tomorrow to talk about this matter in person, there will be no problems, don't worry."

When he heard Mr. Chen mention Mousse, Ying Mengqi's heart trembled.

waited until Mr. Chen hung up the phone before Ying Mengqi asked, "Mr. Chen, is there something wrong with the company?" ”

With the warm fragrance nephrite in his arms, Mr. Chen didn't think too much about it, and said: "It's no problem, it's just that there is a contract that hasn't been negotiated, it's okay tomorrow, I'll talk to the person in charge of Mu's again, it's okay, now let's do what we have to do." ”

Mr. Chen hurriedly pressed Ying Mengqi under him, but Ying Mengqi's mind was now full of the mousse that Mr. Chen had just mentioned, and she asked while responding to Mr. Chen's movements: "Mr. Chen, who is the mousse you just mentioned?" ”

"He is the current ruler of the Mu family!"

Ying Mengqi was shocked, she didn't expect Qi Han's assistant at that time to be the person in charge of the Mu family, but everything made sense, after all, she had heard Qi Han call Mu Si's godfather.

At that time, she was full of how to please Qi Jingchen, and she didn't think too much about it at all, but now that she thinks about it, she actually let go of such a big financier.

If she can be in charge of the Mu family, she will still be able to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life.

Moreover, during that time, Mousse was kind to her, she still remembered that Mousse was definitely not just playing, and hope rose in Ying Mengqi's heart.