Change your name and continue to love you

Chapter 162 You will be mine sooner or later! (1)
Originally, he planned to return to the company for an important high-level meeting today, but now that Li Yuanyi was not feeling well, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​leaving, dial Rose's mobile phone, and ask him to notify all the participants to gather here.

It has to be said that Interstellar Group's work efficiency has always been extremely high. Within half an hour after the call was made, all executives were present.

This is the first time they have been to Boss's house since they have been in the company for so long, and it is still a meeting.

Although everyone didn't know why Lord Boss had a whim and decided the meeting place at home, but even in this elegant and comfortable environment, they didn't dare to relax at all, and they still stood upright. When they saw Tang Yiting, they bowed respectfully. took a bow.

The meeting was held in the hall on the first floor.

Tang Yiting sat in the main seat, absently listening to the executives of the sales department report the sales performance of each brand, but unconsciously glanced at the second floor, and his thoughts had already drifted to a certain little woman.

I don't know, is her stomach better?

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!"

A certain executive who was reporting was stunned, thinking that the boss was not satisfied with their performance, he couldn't help sweating secretly, while the others present gasped.

The air in the entire hall froze for a moment, and it was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Rose, who was sitting in Tang Yiting, was obviously taken aback by Boss's sudden behavior. Some monks were puzzled. It stands to reason that although this year's operation also encountered some challenges, the overall situation is improving steadily. Could it be, Boss Still not satisfied?
The shrewd mind was running at high speed within a few seconds, but he couldn't think of a reason. Just when he was secretly troubled, Tang Yiting stood up suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Thinking that something important happened to him, everyone held their breath, and the voices of their responses were extremely neat.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Tang Yiting walked calmly, left the hall with a slight smile, and went upstairs.

As soon as he left, someone came over and asked Rose obsequiously, "Assistant Notte, there is nothing wrong with our report just now, right?"

"Assistant Notte, Boss is going upstairs at this time, is it because he doesn't want to see us anymore?"

"Assistant Notte, we rarely see Boss smile when we are in a meeting. Is his smile happy or angry?"

Everyone rushed over to gossip with Rose, causing him to rub his forehead helplessly and gritted his teeth secretly. Can he say that 90.00% of the heroic Boss in their eyes is going upstairs to see a woman?

Just as everyone was whispering, Tang Yiting walked downstairs shaking his long legs.

The sound of powerful and steady footsteps quickly quieted the originally noisy hall, and everyone was dumbfounded, while a certain man walked into the kitchen gracefully and calmly, and then started to light the fire and boil the water.

Seeing him roll up his sleeves as if no one else was there, then take out a piece of ginger from the locker, and skillfully chop it up, everyone was thrown into a mess in an instant.

boom--

God, is this Hades, the aloof male god that their group worships the most?
The problem is, the big boss suddenly cut ginger, what is he going to do?
Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and couldn't help being curious about this question. Only Rose touched his forehead helplessly, complaining in his heart that his boss had completely become a home cook.

At this time, Tang Yiting had already cut the ginger slices and put them into a small pot, then opened a bag of brown sugar, poured it out, and then stirred it gently with a spoon.

From their point of view, the man's handsome side face has perfect lines, and it looks like a masterpiece carefully crafted by God, so that people can't look away after just one glance.

At this time, he has already shed his noble and glamorous coat, especially the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which adds a bit of warmth to him. If a woman sees him, she can't wait to turn into something cooked on the fire. Brown sugar water, at least, can still get such a gentle gaze from him.

Fortunately, all the people present were men. If not, how many hearts should they win?
The brown sugar ginger water was quickly completed under the careful control of the man.

"Hades, is that all right?"

On the second floor, suddenly came the melodious voice of a yellow oriole, sweet and glutinous, like the sound of nature, instantly poured into everyone's heart.

Everyone looked around in response to the prestige, and saw a small figure hurried past the stairs, followed by a scream, and then, with a "bang", the door was closed.

Tang Yiting, who was holding a bowl of brown sugar water, heard the sound, hurriedly put down the bowl, and rushed up like the wind.

And the people in the hall were completely dumbfounded.

them……

What did they see?
If I remember correctly, just now a woman in white home clothes walked up to the stairs with disheveled hair, and when she saw them, she turned pale instantly as if seeing a ghost, and ran back in a hurry?
The one who can live in Boss's house so aboveboard should be anchor Li, right?
I didn't expect to come here for a meeting this morning, and I could see such a confused and lovely appearance of the goddess in my heart. At this moment, everyone felt that they had earned it.

However, there is one person who holds completely opposite ideas to them, and that is Rose.He shook his head and secretly smiled, this group of superficial men, with their boss's possessive nature, now they have seen the private side of anchor Li, maybe, how can they change their ways to enslave people in the future?

Hey, hey, hey, anyway, he doesn't care about other things, he has the right to watch the fun!

Li Yuanyi stumbled and ran back to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed like a little ostrich, covered his head completely, and was so depressed that he wanted to bite himself to death.

Wuwuwu, dead Tang Yiting, called a lot of people to the house, and didn't tell her, made her so ugly?
Fortunately, she was neatly dressed. If she was just wearing a sundress and nothing underneath, as usual, wouldn't she be ashamed?

Thinking of this, Li Yuanyi secretly gritted his teeth while rejoicing.

"Tang Yiting, I'm not finished with you!"

She tightly clenched her fist, angrily mistaking the mattress for Tang Yiting, and smashed it several times.

"How can we end this life, baby!"

Suddenly, a man's low-key laughter came from behind him. Li Yuanyi stood up abruptly, turned around and crossed Xiaoman's waist, and protested softly, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't expect you to suddenly run down!"

Tang Yiting laughed and answered insincerely.

Seeing her swollen and energetic look, I don't know why, but at this moment, my mood is particularly comfortable, and it instantly soars.

"Hmph, you just wanted to make me look ugly."

Li Yuanyi snorted, his lips were so pouted that he could lift a teapot.

"Okay, I was wrong. Baby, how do you want to punish me?"

The man took a step forward, hugged her into his arms, and touched her back with his big hand, "Punish me to feed you brown sugar water later, huh?"

For that "um", he intentionally lengthened a syllable, which inexplicably made her heart skip half a beat.

Even though the two had been in close contact for many times, Li Yuanyi would still be seduced by him inadvertently, and then blush.

Tang Yiting's favorite thing to look at is her shy appearance at this time. Perhaps, for men in the world, the greatest happiness is nothing more than a beloved woman, with her eyebrows lowered in her arms and a charming smile inadvertently revealed ?

Thinking of this, the tenderness in his eyes instantly increased a little.

"Bring it to me, I'll just drink it myself. Aren't you in a meeting? Don't be influenced by me!"

(End of this chapter)