Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 178
Waking up by the early morning alarm clock, Nian Shiqian opened her eyes and subconsciously glanced at her side, it was empty.

After washing, Nian Shiqian went down the stairs, and Uncle Liu served breakfast, but Nian Shiqian couldn't taste it.

"Young mistress, don't you like it?" Uncle Liu was surprised.

The young mistress was not used to Western-style breakfasts, so he had been preparing Chinese-style breakfasts since then. The young mistress also had a big appetite, and she had to eat four or five buns every time. Today, she didn't finish a single bun.

"I'm sorry Uncle Liu." Nian Shiqian put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I don't have much appetite."

Saying that, Nian Shiqian looked at the closed door of the study room, thought for a while, and then asked Uncle Liu: "Feng Yiche, he..."

"The young master hasn't come back."

Didn't come back?
There seemed to be a tightness somewhere in my heart, followed by a dull pain.

If he didn't come back, it meant that he slept outside.

Uncle Liu was very puzzled by Nian Shiqian's obvious loss and sad expression. He was fine when he went out yesterday, but when he came back in the evening, the young mistress had a downcast expression on his face, and the young master didn't return all night.

Could it be that the young couple had a fight?

"Uncle Liu, I'm going out." Picking up the bag, Nian Shiqian put on his shoes and went out. It was a bright morning and the sun was shining brightly, but Nian Shiqian's head seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds.

magazine.

Without Zhang Xin, the atmosphere in the whole company became much more relaxed.

Colleagues now except work, all the topics have become the new editor-in-chief.

"Do you know? Our editor-in-chief is the deputy editor-in-chief of the largest economic news newspaper in the United States. Later, he went to Africa to participate in humanitarian aid. Now he returns to China and says that the head office wants to transform our magazine. It seems that our magazine will Rumors of closures have been dispelled.”

"Great, then I don't have to look for a job anymore. In fact, I think our magazine is pretty good. Now we have another handsome guy as the editor-in-chief. Every day is a great benefit and a beautiful day."

Huang Yuan smiled, looked at Nian Shiqian lying on the table inadvertently, and slid over on the chair: "Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"

When she read it, she came back to her senses: "It's nothing, it's pretty good."

Huang Yuan raised her eyebrows: "But I think you seem to be in a bad mood."

The corner of her lower lip curled slightly when she read it: "No, it's because the injury on my hand has been bad, which has delayed my work."

Huang Yuan smiled: "It's hot now, the wound won't heal easily, so be careful."

"En." Nian Shiqian said, watching Huang Yuan excitedly join in the endless flirting with Song Yanheng from her colleagues.

lunch break.

The colleagues all went out to eat, and when they were reading, they lost their appetite, so they removed the bandages and changed their dressings. Just as they were changing, a bottle of milk crossed her shoulder and put it in her hand.

"Mr. Song, no, Editor-in-Chief Song." Nian Shiqian stood up.

Song Yanheng shook his head lightly: "You don't need to be so polite, is the injury on your hand better?"

Nian Shiqian nodded, and tied the bandage again, but because one hand was inconvenient, it was a bit laborious to tie it up.

Song Yanheng naturally brought Nian Shiqian's hand to her, and then helped her tie it up: "Drink some milk, the wound will heal if you have enough nutrition. It's done."

Nian Shiqian looked at the knot on the back of his hand, and nodded embarrassedly: "Thank you, editor-in-chief. But your injury..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Song Yanheng said, he raised his arm and made a snatch movement, which was very easy.

Nian Shiqian was surprised, the injury was so serious, it only took a few days to heal, it was amazing!

(End of this chapter)