pestering him at night, the hard-working Young Master Ming exerts his physical strength at night and his brain during the day.

What's even more bitter is that he is often disgusted when he has physical strength at night.

The morning was busy, and at lunchtime, everyone went out to eat one after another, and the secretary knocked on the door of Ming Ansheng's office.

"President, what do you want for lunch?"

The secretary stood at the door, looked at Ming Ansheng and asked.

Ming Ansheng buried himself in a pile of work and didn't look up, "You look at it." ”

"Okay." The secretary nodded in response, then turned to leave.

Ming Ansheng suddenly thought of something, raised his head and looked at the secretary and shouted, "Wait a minute......

The secretary stopped, turned around, and looked at Ming Ansheng with a smile, "Does the president have any other orders?" ”

"Ahem......" Ming Ansheng looked at the secretary, his cheeks suddenly flushed, he coughed twice and cleared his throat, pursed his lips, and seemed embarrassed to speak.

The secretary frowned and looked at him suspiciously, waited for a while, and saw that he was still that unspeakable, he dared to call him softly, "President? ”

"You go and see, is there a ...... Is there a ......" Ming Ansheng wanted to speak and stopped, slurping and spitting, and the things he wanted to say were really difficult to say.

The secretary was a little anxious by Ming Ansheng's spitting, and was very puzzled**ossWhat's wrong, "Is there anything?" ”

"Is there soft-shelled turtle soup?" Ming Ansheng's face quickly crept with a flush, but he still kept a straight face, thinking that he was very cold, "Look where there is wild soft-shelled turtle soup." ”

A smile flashed across the secretary's eyes, he wanted to laugh, but he had to endure it, "Okay, I see." ”

Who is Ansheng Ming? The insight is so good, how can you not see that the secretary is holding back a smile.

"This thing ......"

He kept a straight face, and before he finished his instructions, the secretary suddenly nodded and said, "Don't worry, president, I won't tell others." ”

Ming Ansheng: "......"

Rub, didn't he just want to drink some soft-shelled turtle soup?

Is there something unseemly?

Thinking about it, his waist straightened, and he said coldly to the secretary, "Go ahead." ”

The secretary bowed, then went out and closed the door.

Ming Ansheng hurriedly reached out and picked up the cup in front of him, raised his head and drank the already cold water in the cup in one breath.

It's embarrassing to death!

Hopefully that damn soft-shelled turtle soup works.

……

Su Yue didn't wake up from her sleep, she was woken up by the doorbell, she opened her eyes in a daze, and when she looked at the time, it was already half past eleven.

She reached out and scratched her head, then lifted the quilt and slouched out of bed.

Walking barefoot out of the room, sleepwalking to the door, opening the door.

It was a takeaway, Su Yue was not surprised at all, the lunch in the past few days has always been the takeaway ordered by Ming Ansheng.

"Thank you."

Taking the bag in the hands of the takeaway brother, Su Yue thanked him, and then closed the door.

She delivers takeout to the table and goes into the bathroom to wash up.

'Ding Dong Ding Dong'

Su Yue had just finished going to the toilet and squeezed toothpaste to brush her teeth, when the doorbell rang again.

Who is it?

She frowned, opened the bathroom door, and went out, brushing her teeth as she went over to open the door.

The door opened, and Su Yue was stunned.

She looked at the white-haired old man standing at the door with a cold face in surprise, and it took a long time to shout 'Grandpa', and the voice was very sweet and crisp.

"I'm not your grandfather, Miss Su, don't shout." Ming Zhongsheng replied to Su Yue coldly.

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