CEO,Love Me Quick

Although song Jiaojiao also heard those people's comments, she did not care.

She also knows that even two people are now in such a relationship, grandma's words have also been said, as a younger generation, can only make the relationship better.

Dong Dong Dong Dong.

"In," Dongfang Yan is still thinking about working overtime, and this time is noon. Who will come to find himself, and is still busy with his head down.

Because it was the weekend, song Jiaojiao also wore very simple clothes, even high-heeled shoes.

Seeing that Dongfang Yan is so serious, she is not easy to disturb.

Song Jiaojiao put the lunch box on his desk and was about to sit down next to her. Dongfang Yan raised her head and asked, "what's the matter?" When the line of sight falls on Song Jiaojiao's body, just react to come over, "how did you come?"

This is the first time that song Jiaojiao has come to his company and has never invited her before.

Maybe Dongfang Yan didn't think it was necessary, and song Jiaojiao didn't ask for it.

In front of Dongfang Yan, he always said what he said.

"I'm here to deliver food," Song Jiaojiao, who had not yet sat down, had to turn around and sit down in front of him. "Grandma said that you worked overtime today, afraid you would eat takeout in the company, so I asked me to send you a little bit."

After that, he opened the lunch box in an orderly way. Dongfang Yan knew that she had sent food to herself, but she was still moved.

This has never happened.

Song Jiaojiao opened the lunch box and said, "it's all home cooked dishes. Grandma says that the food outside is not clean and doesn't worry."

Dongfang Yan knows that her grandmother must have asked song Jiaojiao to send it on purpose. Before that, she often worked overtime. Although her grandmother nagged in front of her, she never took the initiative to ask anyone to send her meals.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, yes, I did at home."

Dongfang Yan muttered two more words, and song Jiaojiao handed the chopsticks to him.

"You can eat quickly. It's not easy to take out this weekend."

"It's OK," said the two men, who had a few words in the East. In front of song Jiaojiao, they also tried very hard to find topics. However, in addition to the work, they did not have much communication in private.

Generally at home, song Jiaojiao's mind is also in the children's body.

Oriental Language, let alone in the study, is in their own bedroom.

Occasionally when I am in a good mood, I will sit in the living room and watch TV with my grandmother.

Since then, from time to time, song Jiaojiao has come to deliver food to Dongfang Yan. Sometimes, even if she works overtime in the evening, Dongfang Yan doesn't go back, and song Jiaojiao takes the initiative to come over. It seems that it has become a habit.

The relationship between Dongfang Yan and song Jiaojiao has gradually become better than before. From the beginning, there are no words to play jokes.

"When I came just now, those employees in your company were still talking about it."

"What are you talking about?"

Song Jiaojiao shrugged. "It's not a big deal. Just say you're so desperate. I sit at home every day and enjoy the happiness."

Oriental said with a smile: "I hope you don't go to work, so that you can look at you every day when you go back."

"Mr. Dongfang, don't make fun of me. People like you spend more time in meetings than at home. Besides, if I stay at home every day, I don't know how boring it will be." Song Jiaojiao never thought of being a full-time wife.

Even if she almost married Qiao Xingfan, she also felt that she needed to have her own job.

"When I was at home, I wanted to come out to work early and learn more."

While eating, Dongfang Yan replied: "it seems that you intend to be a strong woman."

Song Jiaojiao sheepishly laughed, "that's not true. I always feel that there should be something to do. There is a nanny in this family. Do you think I can't sit in a daze every day?"

"Yes, at least you have children. Unlike some little girls, you don't have children. You stay at home and play games for a day."

"I can't Song Jiaojiao saw him finish eating, clean up before leaving.

Dongfang Yan wanted to say thank you to her, but she felt that she would feel strange when she said it. Finally, she could only go to her mouth and swallow it.

Song Jiaojiao and the company's people are also slowly familiar, each time to call someone's name clearly, but also very enthusiastic to say hello to them.

The employees all think that this president's wife has no temper, is very gentle and easy to approach.

"And the president are two worlds apart."

This is the most they say, as if no one would like to believe that such two people will be together.

Of course, song Jiaojiao is also very clear that they are contractual.

"I made sweet and sour spareribs today," Song Jiaojiao took the initiative to introduce it before she sat down.

Dongfang Yan seemed to be waiting for her at that point.Put down the things in your hands and help them out.

"It smells good just by the smell."

"It hasn't been opened yet."

Dongfang Yan made a grimace, and he usually domineering president of the appearance, not a bit.

"I'm familiar with what my aunt did."

Song Jiaojiao's eyes fell on a photo on his desk, and the smile on her face also slowly dissipated.

In the picture is a very beautiful girl, and dongfangyan is also very matching.

Dongfang Yan realized that he immediately put the photos away.

He also reproached: "the cleaner who cleans the office is really careless."

Song Jiaojiao's smile reappeared. "It's nothing. Maybe it's that photo is very important to you, so it's placed in such a conspicuous place."

"It's just a photo," Dongfang Yan said lightly, and then changed the subject. "It's the taste. I liked it best when I was a child. Now Yueyue also likes it very much. Every time I come here, I always have this dish at home."

She's sitting there, and she's not going to ask about the photos.

Thinking of himself and Dongfang Yan is very much, also only a common friend, will not have too close contact.

"I've been at your house for a while, and it's rare for you to have friends at home."

Dongfang Yan hesitated for a moment. "I'm usually in the company. I seldom get together at home. I don't have many friends. I'm still in business at this age. So many of my friends are from the mall. At least they have something to say when they sit together."

I don't know why dongfangyan, who doesn't talk much at ordinary times, feels like he has more words when he explains this matter.

Song Jiaojiao's heart more or less also some attention, feel that he seems to deliberately explain what.

"You don't have to tell me so much. I'm just boring to ask."