Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

A faint sound suddenly appeared behind her.

"Little Jiang Ning."

"I need to go to the bathroom, can you take me there?"

...

Toilet?

You are a little princess who often goes in and out of the guesthouse.

Ask me where the toilet is on the street?

Miss Jiang rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Just about to refuse.

But under that tender gaze.

Miss Jiang really couldn't refuse.

I can only change my words.

Complied.

Give the thermos cup to the little sparrow.

Then he took Ms. Li’s arm.

Walk towards the bathroom.

……

On the road.

Look at the pretty girl who greets people from time to time.

Li Mingyu asked:

"Little Jiang Ning."

"Do you think I control you too much?"

Listen to such ambiguous questions.

Miss Jiang glanced at Ms. Li beside her with the white of her eyes.

When I found that the latter was still smiling.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"No."

"Isn't it normal for Sister Mingyu to take care of me?"

...

"Is it?"

"Then bring your aunt here..."

"…are you planning to give me a surprise?"

I could hear the emotion in Ms. Li's words.

Miss Jiang quickly explained:

"No no!"

"I've seen my father-in-law several times."

"You should also meet mother-in-law a few times, let's balance... ouch..."

Not surprisingly.

The soft flesh around Miss Jiang's waist was pinched hard.

She couldn't help but scream out in pain.

Then he covered his waist with his hands and made a bitter face.

He looked pitiful.

but.

Ms. Li then reached out and pinched herself.

This means that she used physical torture to eliminate her resentment.

Okay.

acceptable.

But just when Miss Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Ms. Li used a more gentle voice and leaned slightly closer to her ear.

She asked with a sweet voice:

"The girl named Meng Qing today is the old classmate who lives in Jiangzhou Tianxia?"

in discourse.

The three words "old classmates" were emphasized.

Suddenly.

Miss Jiang's alarm bells rang.

Look back.

He met the half-smile gaze of Ms. Li.

I quickly gave a brief account of Xiao Mengqing's situation.

of course.

It's the modified kind.

Little Meng Qing is portrayed as a poor girl who is not loved by her father or mother and suffers a lot at home.

He tried to awaken Ms. Li's sympathy in this way.

really.

Li Mingyu didn't say much after listening.

Smiling and nodding.

"Ah."

"That's it."

"It's really pitiful."

Listening to such a bland response.

This made Miss Jiang mistakenly believe that Ms. Li had accepted the appearance of Xiao Mengqing.

however.

When they both walked into the bathroom.

Only then did Miss Jiang realize how naive she had been.

"Ouch".

He was pulled into the compartment.

then.

Without waiting for Miss Jiang to speak.

She was pushed against the partition.

"Little Jiang Ning!"

"You made me angry."

"I'm going to punish you!"

Done.

next second.

Fingers intertwined.

"Woooooooo..."

"Ah! It hurts..."

.........

Mingsheng Group’s annual meeting starts at 6:18 pm.

The hosts are Xia Ling and Yang Mingliang.

Originally, according to Tian Wenhao's idea, he wanted to get a professional TV host to be on the show.

This way you can control the atmosphere.

It can also keep the party going steadily.

But it was rejected by Miss Jiang.

After all, there is something like a company annual meeting.

If you find an outside host.

Everything goes according to plan. What's the difference between this and a banquet outside?

Let one of your own people come on stage to be the host.

While livening up the atmosphere, it can also increase employees' identification with the company.

So Tian Wenhao was convinced.

This arduous task was given to several famous talk show hosts in the store.

"Dear guests, dear leaders and colleagues, good evening."

"I'm tonight's host, Xia Ling..."

“In this moment of laughter and joy, we gather together to…”

...

Watching the passionate speech on the stage.

At the guest table below the stage.

Du Qi bumped into Qian Qiao who was eating melon seeds.

"Do you know who I saw when I went to the bathroom just now?"

"Who?"

Qian Qiao asked without even turning his head.

Hear the words.

Du Qi whispered:

"Chen Yu."

"Who?"

"The Chen Yu from Ningzhou Brilliant Entertainment."

"Huh? Really?"

Qian Qiao turned around blankly, looked at her best friend beside her, and asked:

"If I remember correctly."

"Didn't Chen Yu just say two days ago that he would take a vacation and go home for the New Year?"

"Why did you come here to sing?"