Chapter 683: The eldest lady and Yahuan

The next morning.

In front of the windowsill there was the chirping of birds.

woke up Murong Yan'er who was asleep, and subconsciously reached out to the pillow and touched it, but it was empty, and she couldn't help but open those beautiful eyes.

Murong Yan'er looked left and right, but found that Chen Ling was standing in front of the wardrobe that she had carefully prepared for him, picking up clothes, shoes and socks!

Looking at the clothes, suits, ties, and leather shoes he picked out, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to go to the company today?"

Chen Ling turned around and found that Murong Yan'er had woken up, lying on the side of the bed with her body propped up, her beautiful face was still lazy and sleepy, and her disordered hair was casually draped, looking less young and astringent, but with more mature charm, and it was not as cold as usual.

Chen Ling couldn't help but smile, "Yes, didn't you say last night that I didn't do my job? Then I'll go to the company to report today!"

"Hehe!" Murong Yan'er laughed, and for a while, the whole room was also a little spring because of her laughter, "You, I don't know what to say about you, I don't go on weekdays, but today and this weekend, you go to the company, isn't that pure to be with that old guy?"

Chen Ling went to the company to take over the position of president, and the veterans of the board of directors who were enjoying the holiday must also be present, affecting other people's holidays, so naturally they will not be happy with others.

After Murong Yan'er reminded her like this, Chen Ling remembered that today was the weekend.

If you don't go to school, you don't know how much time has passed.

Chen Ling threw down his clothes, shoes and socks, and went to bed again in three steps and two steps.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing Chen Ling lying on the bed in a large shape, Murong Yan'er nudged him and asked.

"You said today is the weekend, and it's not a waste to not sleep on that weekend. Chen Ling turned sideways, hugged her into his arms, and put her in an extremely comfortable position.

"Even if it's a weekend, you shouldn't be lazy, you can meet the master and Uncle Ghost today, and learn about the company, even if you don't have to do specific things, but you should at least understand it!" Murong Yan'er said, stretching out her finger and dotting on the door of his head, "This company, there is half of me and half of yours, if you lose it, let my mother and son drink the northwest wind, and see how I clean you up!"

"Okay, well, Madame's explanation, I have it in my heart. Chen Ling nodded like garlic, but the hand holding her slender waist was ready to move.

"Don't touch it, okay?" Murong Yan'er squeezed his hand and said with a slight sigh: "Yesterday, I touched it all night, and I haven't touched it enough." ”

Chen Ling had no choice but to honestly put her hand on her beautiful ****, "I'll just put it here, can't I not move?"

Murong Yan'er twisted him lightly, "Can't you be a little more honest?"

"This can't be more honest!" Chen Ling said seriously.

Murong Yan'er smiled bitterly, so she had to let him mess around, and after a pause, she couldn't help but explain again: "Also, you should ask your own secretary, my secretaries won't use it for you." ”

"Why?" asked Chen Ling, puzzled.

"Because they are all women, and they are all young and beautiful, who knows if you will be guarding and stealing!" Murong Yan'er snorted coldly.

"How could I!" Chen Ling's expression was not natural, but he said magnificently, "I don't eat the grass next to the nest!"

Murong Yan'er smiled and snorted coldly: "First of all, you are not a rabbit! In addition, if the grass by the nest is fat, tender and good, I think you can bear the top, but you can't help the bottom!"

"Uh~" Chen Ling was a little embarrassed, because this woman knew herself too well, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Do you still want me to ask a male secretary?"

"What's wrong with men?" Murong Yan'er also followed his example and winked at him.

"What's so good about a man?" Chen Ling's face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

"The most numb, you are not interested in men, I don't have to worry about me messing around with the secretary at all, this is the best!" Murong Yan'er said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Murong Yan'er, I'm ......" Chen Ling gritted his teeth.

"What's the matter, you don't agree, or do you want to bite me?" Murong Yan'er said, straightening her lower abdomen, which was still very flat, "If you have the ability, rush to my stomach!"

As soon as the trick came out, Chen Ling wilted and obediently raised his hands in surrender.

When Murong Yan'er saw his funny appearance, she couldn't help but laugh. "Stupid, do you know what will happen to a woman's belly?

Chen Ling was so annoyed that he couldn't do it, but he couldn't do it again, so he had to hang his head and sigh like a little daughter-in-law.

Murong Yan'er knew Chen Ling's temperament, and when she saw that his face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, she didn't dare to go too far, she gently grabbed his arm, and said softly: "Okay, I'll tease you! If you want to use a female secretary, a female secretary, a male secretary, a male secretary, even if you don't use a male or a female secretary, I have no opinion, as long as you have a little heart for Xinruifeng!"

Chen Ling still sat there silent.

"Isn't this okay?" Murong Yan'er looked at him suspiciously, and asked again, "Then what do you want?"

Chen Ling still didn't squeak, but he put his hand on her lips.

Murong Yan'er was startled, and then a burst of fire rose from her chest, ** Qi Sheng, and kicked Chen Ling out of bed, and then she crossed her waist, and pointed at Chen Ling angrily with apricot eyes: "You ****, you want to open a dyeing room if you give you three colors, my aunt and grandmother served you all night last night, and your mouth is sore, do you dare to come?

........

Chen Ling returned to his home.

Xia Bing, Xia Yu, Shi Yurou, and Gu Enting are not there, only Jin Suo is at home to watch the house.

But the golden lock was not idle, wearing an apron, tying his hair into a ponytail, and was diligently sweeping up the fallen leaves in the yard.

Girls from the countryside, hard work and thrift have become a habit, no matter before or after, the golden lock is the same diligent.

Chen Ling looked at the busy golden lock, and had an indescribable sense of pleasing to the eye, this woman, but the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became, but when she could open her heart and capture her completely, it was still a tricky question.

But there is no need to rush about this, it has been a long twenty years, even if you are strict and defensive, there will always be a time when you will lose!

How do you say that, day and night, it's hard to prevent thieves!

How did Jin Suo know that Chen Ling was so shameless, and when he saw him come back, he greeted him with a smile, "Young Master, you're back!"

Chen Ling smiled bitterly, although he spent money, he really didn't think about really treating the golden lock as a maid, from the Chen Dynasty to modern times, he didn't think about being an uncle, but ...... This feeling of being an uncle is really not ordinary!

Seeing Jin Suo hurriedly serving tea and water to find slippers, his heart was indeed quite useful.

"Young master, it's a good day today, you can sit in the courtyard!" Jin Suo brought the tea to the stone table in the courtyard, and brought him a folding bamboo recliner, let him lie down, and pinched his shoulder, extremely thoughtful.

Chen Ling lay lazily on the chair, feeling the warm winter sun, the slight wind, and the careful service of the personal ring.

"Life, sometimes it's really beautiful like flowers!" Chen Ling couldn't help but sigh to himself.

Jin Suo, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and laughed with a "porphyry", "Young Master, are you composing poetry?"

Chen Ling was very ashamed to be asked, although he knew everything about eighteen kinds of martial arts, he didn't know anything about qinqi calligraphy and painting, he couldn't learn anything about poetry, singing about wine, and attaching Confucian elegance!

"Hehe, I'm just sighing that my 10 million dollars are worth it!"

Jin Suo didn't like him to mention this, because when it came to money, she really felt like she had sold herself to Chen Ling, so she pinched him on the shoulder and continued to tending to the pile of fallen leaves.

"Hey, Jin Suo, what are you doing?" Chen Ling asked curiously.

"What else can you do, burn this pile of fallen leaves!" said the golden lock urn angrily.

"What are you burning for?" Chen Ling asked again.

"Burn the ashes and fertilize the flowers, didn't you just say that life is as beautiful as flowers? Then I'll make the flowers grow more beautiful! You don't know, it's difficult to sell chemical fertilizer in this city, and I can't see it in many places in the past two days!" said the golden lock, and then paddled the lighter under the fallen leaves.

Chen Ling saw the smoke rising, brushed the ground and bounced up, jumped over and trampled on the fire, and then said, "Classmate Jinsuo, aren't you, people have crossed over from the Chen Dynasty and don't know the rules, where did you come from?"

"I, didn't I just come from the countryside!" Jin Suo looked at Chen Ling inexplicably.

A black line appeared on Chen Ling's forehead, "Classmate Jin Suo, I am very responsible to tell you that you have been working in the city for the past few years, and you have basically worked in vain!"

"Why?" asked Jin Suo, puzzled.

"The city is not as good as the countryside, this fire is not something you can light if you say something, you point it here, and the fire truck is about to arrive! Being scolded by a firefighter comrade is a trivial matter, and if you don't get it right, you have to pay a fine!" Chen Ling said expressionlessly.

"Yes, is that so?" Jin Suo's face was embarrassed, and then he looked at the pile of fallen leaves but was embarrassed, "Then what do you say about this pile of garbage?"

"Throw the garbage in the garbage pile! Pack it one by one and put it in the trash can outside the door!"

"How many garbage bags are going to be wasted. Golden Lock muttered.

Chen Ling ignored her anymore, and said in his heart that I wasted so much money on you, what's the big deal about wasting a few bags, so he went back to his recliner and sighed while admiring the spring light in Jin Suo's slender body every time he bent over.

Mimi was thinking about how to tease her beautiful girl, and the doorbell rang.

Happiness is always short, pain is always long, Chen Ling sighed like this, knowing that he was going to be busy, and secretly guessed that this was not the master and the ghost uncle, it should be Li Xiaolan who rushed back from outside the gate.

Master and Uncle Ghost naturally came to report to him on the work of Xinruifeng.

As for Li Xiaolan, he is naturally here to be his assistant to the president, and after going through so much, this senior brother should also be on top.

However, when the golden lock ushered the guests through the door, he realized that he was wrong.......