Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1275

When the secretary came out of the office, he was surrounded by several assistants below.

"Sister, what are the president and his wife doing in the office?"

When the secretary thought of the scene where the CEO kissed Muyan just now, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. It had to be said that that scene was like an idol drama, and Su exploded.

She glanced at the expectant eyes of the assistants, coughed softly, and said, "Why do you ask so many questions, as long as you know, you can do whatever the president's wife asks you to do in the future."

"Of course, that's the president's wife." The assistant said with a smile.

The secretary snorted softly in his heart, where is it that a wife is so simple, she is simply a darling, okay?

After lunch, Muyan was about to walk back to the hospital, but was stopped by Jiang Jingheng.

"Just rest in my office."

"But won't that disturb your work?"

"You won't disturb my work when you're here. After all, I don't have to be distracted to think about you all the time."

He said it in a serious manner, but Muyan blushed a little, and gave him a look, "If your employees find out that you are so thick-skinned, they will be ruined."

"Personal design?" Jiang Jingheng raised his eyebrows, "Do I have such a thing? If I really do, it's also a wife who loves me."

Seeing that he is getting more and more shameless, Muyan doesn't bother to talk to him, but she doesn't refuse to stay.

Jiang Jingheng took her to his lounge, "You rest here, and I'll go take care of some business."

"En." Muyan replied, watched him go out, yawned, and lay down.

Naturally, sleeping in the hospital was not as good as at home, so as soon as she lay down now, she fell asleep.

In the afternoon, when executives came to the office to report on their work, they were all forbidden to speak loudly.

However, one good thing is that the president didn't reprimand them, which can be said to be an extra grace.

The executives breathed a sigh of relief when they left the president's office. I really hope that the president's wife will come to the company more often in the future.

Yes, one noon, it spread all over the work group, and everyone knew that the wife of the president had arrived.

As for the news from the president's office, Muyan is not only beautiful, but also very gentle to others, and the president has been refined into a soft finger, the kind who loves her so much.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Muyan woke up slowly, she sat up in a daze, opened the door to go out, and saw Jiang Jingheng was still reading the document.

She asked, "Did you not rest this afternoon?"

Jiang Jingheng looked up at her and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Well, sleep well." Muyan replied, walking towards the desk, "How about I go back first?"

"I'll be off work in a while. I'll take you to the hospital after dinner." Jiang Jingheng said.

Muyan nodded, and went to the sofa.

"Are you hungry, thirsty?" Jiang Jingheng asked.

"A little bit." Muyan leaned on the sofa and yawned again.

Seeing that she was so sleepy, Jiang Jingheng said, "Why don't you stay at home tonight."

"No, I promised to accompany Chenchen in the hospital."

Jiang Jingheng pursed his lips, but he remembered this clearly.

He picked up the phone and called the secretary. After a while, the secretary brought juice and snacks.

Muyan casually ate a couple of bites, then found a book to read until she got off work.

Jiang Jingheng sorted out the documents on the table, and then took Muyan out of the office.

Unlike the last time, Muyan didn't put on any disguise this time, her face was revealed openly.

Jiang Jingheng took her by the hand, and the two of them clasped their fingers tightly. They took the elevator downstairs and went out through the lobby.

At this moment, many employees have also left work, and they saw the figure of the president and the wife of the president.

The chill on the majestic and ruthless president, who has always been high above the ground, seemed to be melted by the winter sun, adding a bit of spring, and the expression between his brows and eyes was extremely soft.

He moved his head slightly towards the person beside him, communicating with her, as if she was the only one in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)