When the words fell, Bo Jinghan didn't have the slightest intention of soliciting, so he strode in.

The living room of the suite is only turned on this one, and the dim wall lamp makes the living room look huge, which is particularly dark and depressing.

In particular, the heavy curtain also obscures the sea view outside the window......

"Tsk, tsk, tyrannical things! Secretary Rong is still the same as before, and he doesn't know what life is enjoyment. Living in this big room with a sea view, I even closed the curtains. Hehe, I know, I think you're sick, I don't know, I think you're brainbroken, or you've done something unseemly, and you're afraid of being seen. ”

Walked to the curtain.

Bo Jinghan reached out and opened the curtains, letting the moonlight and starlight outside the window shine in.

She stood in front of the window, looking up at the blue sky, admiring the starry scenery and a hint of the moon in the night.

It's as if she's forgotten what she's here for.

But this qiē is only an illusion.

Bo Jinghan listened very carefully, listening to Rong Rong's increasingly heavy, angry breathing, and listening to her gradually approaching footsteps. At the moment when she stood still, she suddenly turned around and commanded in a commanding tone: "Give me a cup of coffee, double the milk, and as for sugar, what to substitute, you should know very well, right?" I think you have been a female spy by my uncle's side for so long, it is impossible not to know what my tastes are, otherwise, how can you stay for so long. ”

"Miss Bo ......" clenched her fists, Rong Rong gritted her teeth and looked at the overly beautiful face of the woman in front of her, took a deep breath, glared at her, and said word by word: "Your eldest lady's temper really can't be changed in a hundred years!" ”

"No way, natural."

At this moment, Bo Jinghan's smile was too dazzling for Rong Rong.

She is like a halo that envelops the eclipsed crowd on the earth, making people crazy for her, crazy for her, and fascinated by her. And Rong Rong ...... I always felt that I was the one, the small circle of light that was covered by her light, whether it was at this moment, or in front of Bo Junchen. It seems that as long as there is a goblin like Bo Jinghan, her sense of existence is minimal.

Especially Bo Junchen, whenever he mentions something related to this goblin, he will immediately enter a state of emergency. And she, even if he died in front of him for him, he probably wouldn't look at himself more, and he might even feel that her blood stained his sight. At most, a sum of money called a pension was added to her account.

That's what she's worth.

Rong Rong thought about divergent thoughts, and felt sorry for himself for his sad value.

Bo Jinghan has already done a good job on the sofa, as relaxed as in her own home, and the arrogance in her bones has added a lot of aura to her, making Rong Rong unreachable. There was even a real and clear sense of humility, she felt that she had been forced by this woman, and she was about to be humbled to the dirt.

"What are you thinking? Secretary Yung, where's my coffee? You know, I'm not a big fan of waiting. "The language is joking, and there is a three-point playfulness hidden.

Bo Jinghan tilted his head, supported his forehead with one hand, and leaned on the arm of the sofa to look at her.

It's obviously looking up, but her gaze has a sense of insignificance that makes people look down on her.

Rong Rong hated this feeling: "Miss Bo, I am no longer Mr. Bo's secretary now, please be respectful."

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