The president's face is gone

Chapter 213 Thoughts
This episode did not make Cheng Xiyue depressed, after all, she is not RMB, so she cannot be liked by everyone.

Embracing by Bao Sihan, under the watchful eyes of all the secretaries, he came to Bao Sihan's office again.

"Bo Sihan, what do you think, the male secretaries in the room look so strange."

After entering the office, Cheng Xiyue sat down by herself and complained.

"What's strange?"

Bo Sihan took off his suit jacket, put it on a chair, and looked back at Cheng Xiyue suspiciously.

"Cough, that..."

Seeing Bao Sihan's burning eyes, Cheng Xiyue suddenly couldn't speak, she was afraid, the thought of a rotten girl, just looking at this man, she knew she couldn't accept it.

It's better not to talk about it, Cheng Xiyue thought tangledly, he can do whatever he likes.

"Eat, eat, I'm almost starving to death, and Taozi said that there is Dongpo meat, I've been hungry all the way."

Bo Sihan smiled dotingly, regardless of what she said before, he heard that his wife was hungry, so he came straight over and prepared to eat.

Cheng Xiyue glared at Bao Sihan angrily, "Go and wash your hands." This man even said he has a cleansing habit, and he wanted to come over for dinner without washing his hands.

Bo Sihan paused in embarrassment, and then turned around helplessly. He was actually rejected by his wife.

In a good mood, she began to set the table and chopsticks. Cheng Xiyue looked at the deflated man with a sweet smile on her face.

She likes the life now more and more, what should I do?
"Hey, I'm so lucky that it's time for lunch."

Wen Yuran pushed the door open and came in, and saw Cheng Xiyue arranging the dishes with a sweet smile, and Bo Sihan came out of the lounge shaking his hands.

"How did you come?"

Bo Sihan's words were unkind, and it was an unforgivable crime to disturb him and his wife for dinner.

"Why, I can't come. When we lived in the same room and slept in the same bed, why didn't you dislike me?"

Wen Yuran's face was depressed. Bo Sihan had completely changed since he got married. He was almost the same as before. He seriously suspected that this was a fake Bo Sihan.

"Cuckoo..."

Cheng Xiyue couldn't help chuckling, which attracted the suspicious gazes of the two men.

Wen Yuran's knife-like gaze brought Cheng Xiyue back to his senses immediately, and smiled embarrassingly.

"Eat, eat!"

Then he bowed his head and began to eat with a guilty conscience, and Bo Sihan went straight to the sofa and sat down next to Cheng Xiyue.

"Hey, love lunch, give me a taste too."

Wen Yuran leaned forward, took the chopsticks from Bo Sihan's hand, and reached out to the Dongpo meat in the box politely.

"Wash your hands for me," Cheng Xiyue frowned, and slapped Wen Yuran's hand, who knew whether this guy's hands were dirty or not.

(End of this chapter)