Du Yanheng frowned slightly, nodded, and asked silently, "Are you willing to go to Xunke?" ”

"Hmm." Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Of course I do." ”

Looking at her, Du Yanheng smiled bitterly.

Yes, the husband sings with the wife, and he is not asking nonsense.

Taking a deep breath, Du Yanheng had to accept the facts and said, "You still have a lot of work at hand, do you plan to go to Xunke after the handover, or what?" ”

"I can go to Xunke first, and take over the work here while handing over the work there." Song Zhiyuan said.

Du Yanheng looked at her and could only smile helplessly.

At this moment, there was a small commotion outside, and one after another "Mr. Zhou" came from outside the office.

Song Zhiyuan heard the sound, turned her head to look, and at a glance, she saw Zhou Qichuan striding towards her office with long legs, and her face was a little not good-looking.

Du Yanheng also saw it.

Knowing that Zhou Qichuan must have come to find Song Zhiyuan, Du Yanheng was also interested, and he didn't want to be a light cannon, so he immediately said to Song Zhiyuan, "You and Mr. Zhou will talk about the work handover first, and we will talk about it when you are free." ”

Song Zhiyuan nodded, "Okay, thank you, senior." ”

Du Yanheng smiled slightly, lifted his legs and left.

As soon as he went out, he collided with Zhou Qichuan, who strode over.

He called "Mr. Zhou", but Zhou Qichuan ignored him, stepped straight past him like a gust of wind, and entered Song Zhiyuan's office.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, still with a businesslike attitude, and asked, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Zhou?" ”

Now, the whole group knows that the relationship between her and Zhou Qichuan is not ordinary, and she herself is still insisting on doing business.

The office door was not closed, and the blinds were not lowered.

Zhou Qichuan looked at the person two steps away, resisted the urge to hug her and kiss her, took a deep breath and asked, "Take you home with me, does it count?" ”

Song Zhiyuan didn't want to leave so early, because she still had something to deal with.

However, seeing that he was not in the right mood, she was inexplicably a little distressed, nodded her head and said, "You go and wait for me in the car, ten minutes at most." ”

"Not here?" Zhou Qichuan's good-looking eyebrows twisted slightly and asked.

Song Zhiyuan looked at him and was hesitating whether to agree, when he heard Zhou Qichuan compromise and say, "Okay, I'll wait for you in the car." ”

The words fell, and he turned and left.

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

For the first time, she saw a lonely emotion in Zhou Qichuan's body.

Outside the office, everyone looked at Zhou Qichuan, who came and left in a hurry, and was almost 100% sure that Zhou Qichuan and Song Zhiyuan had an unusual relationship.

Perhaps, the person Zhou Qichuan likes is not Su Wanguan at all, but Song Zhiyuan.

When Zhou Qichuan left, Song Zhiyuan did not delay, quickly packed up his things, turned off the computer, said hello to Du Yanheng again, and planned to leave after explaining a few words to Chi Xue.

However, just as she was about to leave, Jian Yi appeared at the door of her office and knocked on the door with a smile.

"What's wrong with Manager Jane?"

Song Zhiyuan glanced at the door, took his bag and mobile phone and prepared to leave.

Since the last incident of framing himself for leaking Zhou's internal salary, Jian Yi not only has no more ill will towards him, but also always flatters and helps himself intentionally or unintentionally, but Song Zhiyuan still can't get close to Jian Yi.

"Manager Song, congratulations!" Jian Yi walked in with a smile on his face, "Although we won't be working together in the future, if Manager Song needs anything in the future, just talk to me at any time." ”

Jian Yi was confused for a while because of jealousy, and then he was quite shrewd.

She has been in Zhou's for so many years, and she knows that the president of Zhou's and the president of Xunke have never separated, and now, Zhou Qichuan has broken up in one sentence, and it is not appropriate to resign as the president of Zhou's, but only to be the president of Xunke, it can be seen that Xunke is already in Zhou Qichuan's bag.

In this way, Song Zhiyuan is the proprietress of Xunke, of course she has to hold it.

Jian Yi's flattery was too obvious, and Song Zhiyuan had already guessed what the reason was.

However, everyone is a smart person, and there are some things that it is best not to find out.

Song Zhiyuan smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Manager Jian, if you need help, I will definitely remember Manager Jian." ”

"Okay." Jian Yi also smiled and nodded, very sincerely, "I am waiting for the news of Manager Song at any time." ”

Song Zhiyuan smiled slightly, not wanting Zhou Qichuan to wait longer, so he simply said a few more words and left.

All the way to the underground garage, as soon as I came out of the elevator, people fell into an extremely familiar warm embrace.

Song Zhiyuan didn't expect Zhou Qichuan to be so eager and block her at the elevator entrance.

Laughing helplessly, she twisted in his arms and said, "Can you go to the car?" ”

Zhou Qichuan hugged the person tighter, buried his side face in her neck socket and hair, sucked the taste of her body hard, and said sullenly, "Call your husband, and your husband will listen to you." ”

It's naïve!

When did this guy become like this?

Disgust is disgust, Song Zhiyuan is sweet in his heart.

The corners of her lips curled, and she said kindly, "Husband, can we go to the car." ”

The voice was delicate and soft, it was not as charming as when he was in bed, but Zhou Qichuan was still numb when he listened to it.

"Okay, listen to my wife." Zhou Qichuan agreed, and then slid down with both hands, instantly lifted Song Zhiyuan up and hugged him, and then turned around and walked towards the car parked outside the door.

"Ahh Song Zhiyuan let out a low cry, and after reacting, he hooked his neck with both hands and struggled again, "Hey, what if you let me down, what should I do if I am seen?" ”

"If you see it, you can see it, is there a problem with holding your wife?!" Zhou Qichuan said with a hob meat look.

Song Zhiyuan hated him fiercely, and when he saw that there was no one else in the garage at this point, he hugged him all the way to the car.

"Back to the Xiangmi Mansion."

After carrying the person into the car, Zhou Qichuan followed closely and got into the car, and then ordered He Wu, who was driving in front, to directly raise the baffle separating the front and rear spaces of the car.

Song Zhiyuan saw that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly moved to the other side, but before he moved far, the person was fished out by Zhou Qichuan, hugged him into his arms and sat on his lap, and then circled the person tightly and pressed it.

"Zhou Qichuan, you must know how to be a man!" Song Zhiyuan immediately looked at him with a wary face.

Saturday night, tossing and turning for half a night, Sunday only had a day off, and she was not very comfortable now.

Zhou Qichuan leaned into the back of the chair, looked at the person in his arms, laughed "snort", and then changed a little expression of grievance and pity in seconds, and said, "Wife, I'm uncomfortable." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked at him, "......"

This man!

Stand.

.......