The sweet wife dressed as a boss

Chapter 48 Ji Yan
"Hmm...it seems quite miserable." Su Anning thought for a while and said deliberately.

Seeing the other party's face beaming with joy, Su Anning went on to say: "But, doesn't this cancel out the fact that you abandoned me this morning?"

After saying that, I saw Fang Ting's smiling face froze at the speed of light, and then became pitiful again, which made Su Anning burst into laughter, "I'm just kidding, I thought I really asked you to pay so much money Ah, I even invited Zui Anju, what's the difference between you and me?"

"Sister An Ning!" Fang Ting stared at her accusingly, then turned around and ran away with the coffee in her arms.

When Qiaoqiao came back after distributing the coffee, she saw Su Anning smiling happily by herself, "Sister Anning, what made you smile so happily?"

"Just teasing Fang Ting, she's a cute girl." She smiled and replied casually.

"Sister An Ning, I think... you have changed a little bit." Qiaoqiao sat aside and looked at her with her head tilted.

"Has it become more beautiful?" Su Anning knew what she meant and said deliberately.

"It's just different from before." Qiaoqiao said after thinking for two seconds.

"Then do you like me now, or me before?" She tilted her head deliberately and asked.

"The you now, the you before were not so easy-going, you feel a bit superior, like a young lady." Qiaoqiao thought for a while, glanced at Su Anning's face, and then said.

"Then it's over, it means I'm sensible and figured it out." She pretended to be profound.

Qiaoqiao nodded, thinking that what she said made sense.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, and Su Anning went to film.

At noon, Su Anning thought that since she wanted to hug her thighs, she must not be too casual, picked up her phone and was about to send Ji Yan a WeChat message, when she suddenly realized that she didn't have his WeChat account, so she tried to search on her phone, but found that she didn't have it? ?
She called Special Assistant Rong, and immediately shouted, "Assistant Rong, what is Ji Yan's WeChat ID?"

"Ma'am?" Assistant Rong was surprised for a few seconds when he heard the voice, so he didn't hear what she said clearly. He checked the note twice to make sure he heard correctly, and it was indeed Su Anning who called him, so he asked : "Ma'am, what did you just say?"

"I asked what Ji Yan's WeChat ID is? I just searched with his mobile phone number, but I couldn't find it."

"Mr. Ji doesn't have WeChat." Assistant Rong Te heard the words, made sure he had heard correctly, and paused for a few seconds before saying.

Su Anning: "..."

Where did this antique come from?What age is this, and there is no WeChat at all.

She was silent for a few seconds, "Oh, don't tell him, I called."

After speaking, he hung up directly.

"..."

When Ji Yan came back from the meeting, Special Assistant Rong said, "Boss, Madam called me just now and asked me for your WeChat ID. Do you need to register one?"

"WeChat? Su Anning asked?" Ji Yan frowned.

After a few seconds.

He handed the phone to Special Assistant Rong, "Register one for me."

Special Assistant Rong quickly registered the account, "Do you need me to add your wife?"

Ji Yan nodded, "After finishing, bring me the documents that were not processed yesterday."

"Yes."

……

Su Anning has a morning scene to shoot today, because she needs to go to a relatively remote place for location shooting.

Her mobile phone has been kept where Qiao Qiao is, and she didn't check the news. After she finished filming and got her mobile phone, she found a friend reminder on WeChat.

She opened it and said, "..."

There are no extra characters, just two words: Ji Yan.

　I wrote the following outline last night, and my stomach hurts from laughing. The male lead is so pure and indifferent in front of him, but he is so funny when he chases the female lead. There is a very handsome plot. , the male protagonist is dressed in chicken feathers, and he also published a series of emojis. While writing, he suddenly didn't want to write the transition in the middle, and wanted to write directly to the end, but suddenly wanted to make it into a short story, laughing and crying.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)