Chapter 15: Stratagem

Ling Yao was afraid that he would say again, "What's more, give me another bowl," and quickly accepted the dishes and chopsticks in front of him.

It seemed like if he was slow for a second, and he would scramble to wash the dishes with her.

"Every meal must be nutritious, and lunch can be delivered to our company in a proper form."

What about breakfast??

Ling Yao was full of questions, nutritional matching?

She silently glanced at the bowl that had no drop of soup and complained silently.

Ning Zhichen picked up his coat and hung it in the crook of his arm, "There is still a party that will not come back at night." ”

Although it was a bit unkind to think so, she still wished that he would not come back every night.

Heaven is fair to everyone, so she had an evil thought, and when she turned around, her stomach throbbed.

It hurts, her body arches like a small shrimp.

Ning Zhichen stepped forward, with a worried face, but his voice was cold, "Do you need me to award you an Oscar actress award?" ”

This kind of pain is still dead, and it makes you unable to move or speak, Ling Yao can only rely on her legs, slowly slide down, and sit on the ground.

"Speak!"

If I could speak, I would have shut your mouth long ago......

It's just that now she can only moan and make a sound to say that she is very uncomfortable.

"Take a deep breath and exhale slowly."

His deliberately suppressed voice was like a Van bell, low and distant, and the aftermath lingered in his ears.

The pain faded as his voice faded, and she slowly straightened up, and at a glance she saw a red mark on the ground.

It's over......

Auntie, Auntie, your arrival without warning has caused me a lot of trouble.

She got up and quickly turned off the lights in the cafeteria.

Smack-

The bright room was suddenly pitch black, and before the man could react, Ling Yao hurriedly wiped the blood stains off the ground with a napkin.

As everyone knows, Ning Zhichen saw her every move very clearly.

The crisp mobile phone ringed, and Ning Zhichen walked out of the restaurant with the mobile phone.

He didn't see it, he shouldn't have seen it, Ling Yao bit her lip and stared at his back.

But if she didn't see it, how could she feel that he was suspected of running away?

Ling Yao shook her head, threw out the distracting thoughts as well, and as soon as she went upstairs, she heard a voice from the study.

The three words 'natural skin' made her steps pause, and she turned around and walked to the half-hidden door.

"You go to raid the goods over there with natural skin, be more rigorous."

He stood on the edge of the bed, a cigarette between his fingers, and the breath of a superior person could be given from a single back.

His slender fingers put the cigarette into his mouth, "Tong Yao, be smart." ”

The cyan smoke came out as his lips moved.

Natural Skin won a big order from Baidi, and she knew about it.

Check the goods over there for natural skin, there is a problem with the goods?

A ray of sunshine in the early morning shone brightly and fell on the dining table, and Ling Yao stood behind the man, waiting for his orders at any time.

"I can't eat so much alone, sit down and eat."

Eating at the same table with the president?

When the bell rang, Ning Zhichen saw the call, and turned on the amplification without shying away at all.

The content of the conversation between the two is like this, "Mr. Ning, your female companion has not yet been decided for the joint meeting in three days, Aunt Mu ......"

"I've got a pick."

The person on the other side seemed to be stunned for a moment, nodded in compliance, and cut off the call.

Of course, hanging up the phone is the right of a boss like Ning Zhichen.

In the autumn morning, it was cold.

Ling Yao walked on the boulevard of the community, and the withered yellow ginkgo biloba leaves were sprinkled and falling, laying a golden carpet on this necessary road.

Ling Yao clenched her arms, dug her neck into her clothes one by one, and trotted to the bus stop.