Ji Chen silently mouthed her.

Meng Yan understood.

What he said was, "Is the secret ready?"

Meng Yan was tempted to say that he was not prepared and that there were no secrets.

She simply turned her head and listened to Ji Erye's interesting stories abroad.

Unexpectedly, Ning Wanwan had told her many things he said, so many times Second Master Ji was just the beginning, and Meng Yan was able to deal with the second half of the second half with kindness.

After many times, Ji Erye's eyes became more and more satisfied when he looked at her.

He sighed again and again, "Such an excellent daughter-in-law is almost as good as Achen!"

Meng Yan subconsciously looked at Ji Chen, she reasonably doubted whether someone had said something to Second Master Ji, otherwise how could Second Master Ji be so disrespectful to Ji Yuchen.

The second time Ji Er Ye talked about it, Ji's mother was not happy, she stabbed Ji Cheng with her elbow one by one.

What does that mean?

Where is her family Yu Chen worse than Achen?

It's not good for the Ji family to manage Ji Chen, and it's even a run on this kind of thing!

Ji Cheng hurriedly said, "Second uncle, Yanyan is very good, but the daughter of the Wen family that my father chose for Achen before his death is even better."

Second Master Ji snorted coldly and muttered in a low voice.

His voice was not loud, but Meng Yan, who was closest to him, could still hear it clearly.

What Second Master Ji said was, "It's strange to be worthy! What a look at each of them!"

Obviously, the rest of the people didn't hear it, so this matter turned the page in Ji Cheng's circle.

After the meal, Ji Yuchen was about to send Meng Yan home, but along the way, his mobile phone never stopped vibrating.

At first, Ji Yuchen also explained two sentences, "The phone call of the partner, he is very annoying."

Later, he directly impatiently parked the car in the middle of the road and got out of the car alone to answer the phone.

Seeing this, Meng Yan edited a WeChat message on her mobile phone, saying that she wanted to go around, and just wait for Ji Yuchen to finish answering the phone and go directly to get busy.

Thinking that Ji Yuchen was probably dealing with the attack of two women at the same time, Meng Yan was in a good mood, until a familiar figure appeared at the corner of the street, she couldn't laugh.

Ji Chen stood under the street lamp with one hand in his pocket, his breath cold.

Seeing her, he said lightly, "Miss Meng, I've come to listen to the secret."

Looking at Ji Chen's deep and compelling eyes last year, Meng Yan suddenly had a feeling that he was caught by the teacher when he didn't write his homework when he was in school.

She racked her brains and thought about it, and suddenly laughed, "Mr. Ji, you come here."

Meng Yan hooked his finger at Ji Chen.

For the first time, she found that Ji Chen was so tall, standing in front of her like a towering mountain.

After all...... Usually when they meet, they mostly lie down.

Ji Chen glanced at her, still bent over, and put his ear to her lips.

Then, Ji Chen heard Meng Yan say, "The secret is...... Mr. Ji, I like you."

Ji Chen was obviously stunned, as if he had been hit hard by something, and he couldn't explain it.

He has always admired Meng Yan's sobriety, and he is a suitable bed partner, ten seconds after this sentence.

He streaked the sensation in his chest with disgust.

If Meng Yan couldn't control himself, he wouldn't mind replacing her.

It wasn't until he looked at Meng Yan smiling like a fox with slightly sideways eyes that he stood up straight lightly, and his heart relaxed, "Miss Meng, you are not authentic."

"It's Mr. Ji, you don't get tired of cheating." Meng Yan said calmly, "I'm just learning like you."

Ji Chen stretched out his big hand and directly hugged Meng Yan's waist.

People came and went on the streets, and many people cast strange glances at them. But Ji Chen didn't seem to notice it, and pasted Meng Yan in front of him.

A strange thing came.

Meng Yan retreated uncomfortably, "No."

Ji Chen chuckled lowly, thinking that Meng Yan was uncomfortable being looked at.

"Where did the courage to seduce me go?"

Meng Yan pursed her lips and smiled

Kai, "I'm sorry Mr. Ji, my relatives visited."

Ji Chen, "......"

He let go of her and even took a step back to distance himself.

Meng Yanmei glared slightly, "You are really realistic enough."

Ji Chen lit a cigarette, looked at the bustling street through the smoke, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what this street was like?"

Meng Yan also looked at the lively pedestrian street.

For as long as she can remember, this street has been the most prosperous place in Shencheng.

"I don't know."

"The place where you are standing now was originally a private house." Ji Chen pinched his cigarette and threw it into the trash can, turning Meng Yan around.

In front of her was a critical shop.

"This was originally a commissary."

"Next to the kiosk is a stationery store with a lot of videotapes."

Then Meng Yan was reversed again, "This used to be a funeral parlor, and on the fifteenth day of every month, there were people burning paper everywhere, and the yellow paper was everywhere, comparable to the stars."

Meng Yan wondered how Ji Chen was so familiar with this kind of place, but in his mind, he suddenly broke into the photo in Ji Chen's room.

In the background behind the woman is a commissary.

"So, you lived here as a kid?" Meng Yan asked.

Ji Chen's expression gradually subsided, and he returned to his grim appearance, "No."

Meng Yan didn't believe it.

Obviously, what she just said was abrupt and offensive, and Ji Chen was silent for a while before leaving.

Meng Yan rubbed his arms, glanced at his lips and said, "Can't you let me take a ride?"

Maybe he went home against the night breeze and got cold, and Meng Yan had a glorious cold when he went to work the next day.

After she sneezed for the sixth time, the special assistant couldn't help but persuade, "Sister Meng Yan, why don't you go back and rest?"

"Now is the time for the change of seasons, and if you don't pay attention to it, you can easily catch a cold."

Meng Yan waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

Today, Xinghai's Fu Rong is going to finalize the first draft, and she needs to deal with it.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Meng Yan said, "Let Zhou Xiaoai go to the conference room with me."

Meng Yan hadn't seen Zhou Xiaoai since the morning today, and I heard the special assistant say that she took the initiative to do publicity as soon as she got to work today.

Hearing that Zhou Xiaoai was tightly wrapped when she went to work today, Meng Yan understood that the person who was deflated yesterday was Zhou Xiaoai.

Sure enough, in the early autumn weather, Zhou Xiaoai had already put on a turtleneck.

"You have a cold, too?" Meng Yan asked in a thick nasal voice.

Zhou Xiaoai's face was a little unnatural, but she still tugged at her collar and nodded slowly, "Yes...... I've got a cold."

In order to appear convincing, she also coughed a few times in a fake manner.

Meng Yan didn't break it, and got down to business, "The list over there in Xinghai was signed by you, so you will go with me to receive Mr. Fu in a while." c

Zhou Xiaoai hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay."

Thinking that Ning Wanwan had investigated the information about Xinghai, Meng Yan glanced at Zhou Xiaoai meaningfully for a few moments, and then handed her a document, "By the way, I signed this list, it's a commission order."

Zhou Xiaoai did not doubt him, and quickly signed his name.