The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 1108

Qingqian turned to look at Special Assistant Matsushita again: "Do you want to eat some with Special Assistant Matsushita?"

"It's nothing but my wife." Matsushita's special assistant shook his head nervously, how dare he disturb the time between the president and his wife: "I've already eaten before I came here."

"Then I'll wait for you downstairs." Qingqian nodded, and pushed Jingwu of the trace department: "You deal with the company's affairs first."

"My uncle has taken care of everything." Keigo Atobe kissed Qingqian's forehead: "Let's go to have breakfast with you."

Seeing this, Matsushita's special assistant hurriedly followed the two out of the study.

"President, I'll go back to the company first." In the lobby, Matsushita's special assistant bowed to the two of them: "There are still some documents that are being integrated, and I will send them over in the afternoon."

"Yes." Atobe Keigo nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Hey, aren't you going to work today?" Kiyosaki tilted her head and glanced at Keigo Atobe.

"Today is Saturday." Keigo Atobe smiled lightly and rubbed Qingqian's head: "My uncle can stay with you all day at home today."

"Yeah, I've had a rough time." Qingqian glanced at her phone in disbelief, and smiled. She thought it was Friday today.

When Qingqian took a nap in the afternoon, Special Assistant Matsushita came to deliver documents to Keigo Atobe again. When Qingqian woke up and went out, he happened to see Keigo Atobe and Special Assistant Matsushita walking towards each other.

Matsushita's special assistant hurriedly bowed to Qingqian, and then left the Atobe house swiftly, oh my god, today's life is really a bit exciting, and the president has already missed two times of spending time with the young lady , I'd better check the time and send the files later.

"Did I bother you?" Qingqian looked at the back of Matsushita's special assistant leaving in a hurry: "Matsushita-san, why does he leave every time he sees me?"

"No." Atobe Keigo chuckled and rubbed Qingqian's head: "He left naturally after the matter was dealt with."

Qingqian nodded "Oh".

"Are you hungry?" Atobe Keigo took Qingqian over and said, "I ordered the kitchen to prepare Suzhou noodles, do you want some?"

"Okay." Qingqian nodded: "Let them be sent to the studio."

"What are you going to do?" Atobe Keigo glanced at Qingqian.

"It's just a sudden itchy hand, and I want to embroider." Qingqian smiled, and immediately reached out to cover Keigo Atobe: "Don't worry, I won't tire myself, and I will take the initiative to rest when I feel tired."

"Okay then." Atobe Keigo tore off Qingqian's hand, squeezed it in the palm of his hand: "I ordered someone to put your embroidery frame in the study."

"Why!" Qingqian glared at Keigo Atobe in displeasure: "I can stay in the studio by myself, and you can go do your own thing."

"Then I haven't seen you all afternoon, what's the difference from being in the company?" Keigo Atobe sighed depressedly: "It's okay for me to go to your studio to process documents."

Qingqian glared at Atobe Keigo again, and stopped lazily. If she disagreed, this guy would definitely be in trouble all afternoon.

In the end, Keigo Atobe sat behind Qingqian's desk as he wished, and every time he looked up to see Qingqian sitting quietly in front of the embroidery stand during the processing of documents, Keigo Atobe would smile like a fool, sir, he really I love this kind of life so much!

(End of this chapter)