CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

"Not too late, not too late!" Shen Qingqing waved her hand with a smile Mr. Jiang, I'll go to work first. "

Jiang Fengming is about to nod his head when he sees that Shen Qingqing's two white wrists are empty. The Red Coral Bracelet he helped her with yesterday is gone today.

"Wait!" He raised his voice.

Shen Qingqing looked back and looked at him suspiciously, "President Jiang, is there anything else?"

Jiang Fengming carefully examined her expression, slowly closed her eyes, tone dyed a bit frustrated, "it's OK, you go up first."

Maybe it was an illusion. Shen Qingqing saw a touch of loss in his eyes just now. She shook her head and turned to get on the elevator.

Due to Enron's absence, her workload increased. After finishing several reports, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. She sat on her office chair and stretched her back. Looking at the towering buildings outside the landing window, she felt inexplicably flustered in the long night with colorful lights, lighting the night scene of the whole city.

She was a little frightened by the previous two sieges. Now she's a little afraid of taking the night road by herself at such a late time. She just wanted to take a taxi home, and her mobile phone rang in her bag.

She found that the words on the screen were Leng Shaoheng. She picked them up suspiciously and asked, "Hello, is it Mr. Leng?"

"Hello, Miss Shen, that's right. Mr. Leng drank two more glasses of wine at the banquet tonight, and now he's unconscious. Could you come to meet Mr. Leng?" A gentle male voice came from the phone.

Shen Qingqing frowned and asked, "do you mean you are always drunk? Then why don't you send him home? "

"Well, I'm the acting assistant of Mr. Leng. The Secretary asked for leave. I don't know where Mr. Leng's address is. Besides, I've had a drink and I can't drive with him." The assistant explained weakly.

"Oh, so..." Shen Qingqing hesitated for a moment, and finally bit her lip and said, "then you can send me an address. I'll go right away!"

"Thank you, Miss Shen. Please hurry up!" The assistant was thankful to hang up.

He looked at Leng Shaoheng, sitting in a pure leather sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Mr. Leng, I've already called Miss Shen as you told me!"

Leng Shaoheng's eyebrows are cold and calm. When he hears the sound, a smile with deep meaning appears in the corner of his mouth, which makes him drunk.

He said in a low voice, "did you tell her to come as fast as possible?"

"Yes The assistant nodded submissively.

"Did you tell her to be safe on the way?" He asked again.

"This..." The assistant's cold sweat would flow down his face.

Leng Shaoheng's eyes darkened, and two cold words spilled from his thin lips, "waste!"

"President, we'd better go out first. It's estimated that Miss Shen will arrive soon. Then You have to pretend to be drunk... " The assistant hesitated.

Leng Shaoheng nodded and spilled the red wine on his chest. He frowned and asked, "do I smell of wine this time?"

Assistant how dare to smell, just smile perfunctory, "with, Miss Shen certainly can't see."

Leng Shaoheng ponders for a moment, and seems to feel that there is something wrong. He rubs his cold face with his palm. When he releases his hand, two crimsons appear on his cheek, which enchants his face made of ice and jade.

Assistant already looked stupefied, at this time he just complacently pick lip, "go, get out."