Ke Junqiao waited in the office for nearly an hour before Jing Beichen came back.

As soon as I entered the door, in addition to the woman sitting leisurely on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone, there was another figure sitting opposite the woman, who was also playing with her mobile phone.

It just so happened that An Xiaohui heard the footsteps, looked up and saw that it was Jing Beichen, and the corners of his lips immediately showed a big smile, and he greeted him familiarly. "It's been a long time since I've seen Mr. Jing."

"I didn't plan to see you." Jing Beichen had a calm face, he really wanted to know why An Xiaohui was in his office.

Ke Junqiao shrugged, as if she understood the meaning in Jing Beichen's eyes, she was very innocent. "Don't ask me, he's too thick-skinned."

An Xiaohui not only did not feel embarrassed, but seemed to be willing to accept all this, and his mood seemed to be exceptionally good. "I heard you haven't eaten dinner yet, and so do I."

There is no one to eat this meal.

At night, street food stalls.

The three of them ordered a few side dishes and sat down in the corner of the table.

This is a place specially chosen by Ke Junqiao, cheap and real, saving money for her husband.

"It's really not a face-saving thing at all, so I didn't invite me to a meal, and I picked such a simple place." As soon as he sat down, An Xiaohui sighed to himself, shaking his head as if he was regretting something.

Ke Junqiao didn't find him a face and gave him a slap in the face. "Love to eat or not."

She used to eat food stalls abroad often, and it tasted good and had a good atmosphere. The main thing is that it can't be cheap, An Xiaohui, the unjust big man.

"Anyway, I'm also your uncle, is it really good for you to treat your uncle like this?"

Ke Junqiao smiled at her, and her dark eyes blinked. "Since it's my uncle, why don't you invite this meal?"

An Xiaohui's whole face paused, inviting a meal is a trivial matter, but why does she always fall into this girl's pit.

Jing Beichen raised his lips slightly, and added a fire at the right time, "Boss, two more meat dishes, this handsome guy pays." ”

"Good Ratcha!"

An Xiaohui gritted his teeth and gave each of them a big white eye, knowing that he was trapped.

Ke Junqiao and Jing Beichen didn't bother to talk to him, originally they both said that they would have a romantic dinner for dinner, but they were so disturbed by him that the candlelight dinner of the two could only wait until the next time. The husband and wife were not allowed to slaughter him, and they were sorry for themselves.

The boss put the dishes on and opened two more bottles of beer. "It's all on board, you eat slowly."

"Thank you, boss." Ke Junqiao was not polite at all, sandwiched a piece of lean meat into her bowl, and scooped a spoonful of soup for herself, "I'm sorry to let Mr. An invite you to dinner." ”

Having said that, she didn't feel embarrassed at all, but she also sandwiched a piece of meat for Jing Beichen. "Eat more, it's hard to pit him."

Jing Beichen pursed his lips and lifted his lips, and said in a low voice without hurrying. "I heard you went to work as a handyman today?"

"Who told you about it?" Ke Junqiao stared, the first thing she saw was at An Xiaohui, but from meeting Jing Beichen to now that both of them were in her sight, she was sure that An Xiaohui didn't say anything.

"There is surveillance in every corner of the company."

Ke Junqiao sighed, lowered his head and took a bite of the meat, looking completely indifferent. "It's just some clothes."

"Sneaking into the studio, someone else would have been fired." An Xiaohui chuckled.

So serious......

How she didn't know.

An Xiaohui seemed to see her thoughts, raised her head and explained solemnly. "The shooting work is very confidential, not only to protect product information, but also to beware of other companies imitating and grabbing orders."

He has been in the photography industry for many years, and every company has signed a confidentiality contract with him.

Ke Junqiao realized that the matter was a bit serious, no wonder the Mediterranean uncle kept yelling at her when she watched it, and she was afraid that she would see it.

"But no one stopped me when I went in, what's the matter?"

"The job of a handyman is to leave like a thing, and you can't linger there." Jing Beichen answered Ke Junqiao's question simply and clearly, and it happened that he sandwiched the fish he had just picked into Ke Junqiao's bowl.

This movement is becoming more and more skillful.

An Xiaohui saw that his teeth were itching, he couldn't figure it out before he thought about eating with them, it was like eating dog food!

"President, Mrs. President!"

Suddenly, a surprised voice rang out from the side.

The three of them didn't react, and the man had already walked to the side and bowed respectfully. "Hello Madam, good President."

It was the little beauty Yang Lin'er who stopped Ke Junqiao in the afternoon, and at this time, her eyes were full of apologies in addition to surprise, and she looked at Ke Junqiao's eyes and dodged. "Thank you, Madame, for forgiving me for the afternoon, and promise that there will be no next time in the future."

Ke Junqiao waved his hand, "It's okay, but you're ...... here"

Ke Junqiao looked at the apron she was wearing, holding a notebook in her hand, her hair was tied up high, but this apron was shorter than the one used at home, revealing a big white leg under the root of her thigh.

Such a student girl is in this kind of place, she can probably guess it.

Yang Lin'er scratched her head to hide her embarrassment, "I'm selling wine here to make some extra money." ”

This kind of place is not for a little girl to stay, Ke Junqiao, who has been abroad for several years, has seen too many incidents of bullying and bullying in places like this, but she won't say anything, and pulled out the seat next to her, "Let's eat together." ”

"But...... I ......" Yang Lin'er lowered her head and looked at her notebook, she hadn't finished her task today.

"No, I packed a lot of them that I didn't sell." Ke Junqiao pulled her to a chair and sat down, and asked the boss to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks. "Don't worry about being fired in Jing's family, Jing Beichen said that he wouldn't fire you."

"Really......"

"Don't worry." Ke Junqiao helped her pick up vegetables, maybe it was to see that Yang Lin'er was a student who was supposed to be in love on the college campus, but she was working everywhere, and she looked at it and thought of when she was in the United States, so she not only sympathized with Yang Lin'er, but even liked it a little.

She likes such independent women.

"Eat more, and I'll let An Xiaohui send you back later."

"Uh......" An Xiaohui didn't want to interject, but when he heard his name mentioned, he raised his head in a daze, "Can I say that I didn't drive here?" ”

Ke Junqiao smiled at him cutely. "I believe you can call your agent with a phone call." That's the benefit of big celebrities, with a dedicated driver on call.

An Xiaohui pursed his lips, powerless to refute.

Jing Beichen has never said much, An Xiaohui's cheap temperament is used to him, and suddenly he is a little unaccustomed to having more people sitting next to him, and he has returned to his unsmiling appearance.

After a meal, except for Ke Junqiao chatting with Yang Lin'er alone, the other two men basically didn't speak, Ke Junqiao was used to it, but Yang Lin'er was very embarrassed.

Next to the highway.

"I'll just go back by myself, President, madam, drive slowly."

"Let An Xiaohui, the slut, send you back at night, although the gender is male, you don't have to treat him as a man." Ke Junqiao pulled An Xiaohui to the front.

Yang Lin'er hurriedly waved her hand, "No need, I am very familiar with the activities around here, and Mrs. Xie cares." ”

"Everyone has said so, do you still want to shirk it?" An Xiaohui frowned, and stayed in the car while Ke Junqiao was not paying attention. Jing Beichen also put his hands in his pockets, bypassing the front of the car to the driver's seat.

Ke Junqiao is very sharp.

"Then be careful, I'll go back first."

"Okay."

……

The cars drove all the way, and the places where they ate belonged to the night market or something, which was much more chaotic than the city center.

Ke Junqiao stared at the rearview mirror, thought for a while, raised her head and threw a big roll at each of them. "Why can't you bear to let a little girl be there?"

"It's not my wife." Jing Beichen blurted out.

An Xiaohui leaned on the back seat with his head in his hands, "Sooner or later, one day it will be someone else's wife, what do I care." ”

One makes more sense than the other.

Ke Junqiao despised these two people very much, and pouted with her lips: "If it were me, would you bear it?" ”

"You're my wife." Jing Beichen turned his head and solemnly stated the facts.

An Xiaohui was too lazy to take care of the two people who sprinkled dog food, and he didn't think about the single dog at all.

After returning home, Ke Junqiao changed into a pair of home shoes and went to the room to take a shower, Jing Beichen always went in the direction of the study, as for An Xiaohui, he had already been thrown in front of a bus stop by them.

"Madam, the milk is on the table, and the gentleman said that you must be told to drink it."

"I see." Ke Junqiao shouted at Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang closed the door when he went out, Ke Junqiao wiped his head, and drank milk on his head.

In fact, there was a pill in the milk, and when she took the medicine, Grandma Ji said that it was good to put it in the milk, and then she had a glass of milk every day before going to bed, and it has not been interrupted until now.

But maybe she's drunk too much milk, and she's been looking good lately.

Picking up the mobile phone, Ke Junqiao made a phone call to ask Yang Lin'er if she had arrived home safely, and then made another call to ask Ke Susu to have lunch tomorrow.

"Yes, I'll pick you up tomorrow at noon." Kesu is refreshing.

Ke Junqiao was lying on the bed, her big eyes staring at the white ceiling. "It's downstairs from Jing's Group, I'm going to work tomorrow."

"Go to work? Ke Junqiao actually wants to go to work, this is not your style. Ke Susu sorted out the contract and chatted with Ke Junqiao.

"Yes, and I haven't seen Sister Su Su for a long time, I want to see how old my little nephew is."

"I didn't give birth to it, how do you know it's a nephew." Ke Susu was amused by Ke Junqiao, she is still in the company, because of her pregnancy, and she refuses to let go of her job, Xiao Yijun specially rented a house in the community near the company.

Since then, Xiao Yijun has rarely appeared in the Jing family's villa.

Ke Junqiao sat up and was serious. "Men are good, men are towards their mothers and kisses their mothers."

"You ......" Ke Susu jokingly planned to say that she didn't have her parents to know, but when the words came to her mouth, she was stuck in her throat.