Jiang Beiyuan automatically blocked Xu Anqing's words and just turned his head to look out the window.
Yan Nian is still arranging flowers.
He had no idea what was going on in the office diagonally above.
At this moment, the light slowly flows, which inexplicably has a sense of tranquility in the years.
He looked at her, and the two glass windows seemed to separate two worlds. She must not know that her husband was sitting in the office in the upper corner, looking at her constantly.
"Brother Beiyuan, do you still remember the first time we met? It was at my father's business banquet. In fact, from that time on, I fell in love with you at first sight. You are different from the rich kids I know. I real… "
Before she finished speaking, Xu Anqing paused.
She looked at Jiangbeiyuan without any obstruction.
The smile on his lips fell into her eyes, so warm, like the aurora blooming under the North Star in the night sky.
No one would have thought that there was someone behind the glass window, and Jiang Beiyuan was looking at someone else.
Xu Anqing didn't think much about it.
She just stared blankly at the smile on his thin lips. Did the memory she mentioned touch the string in his heart
So in his heart, she still has a place in his heart, right.
Xu Anqing finally stopped crying, and a bright smile appeared on her lips. Somewhere in her heart, it was like a garden full of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers was blowing on her sleeves.
After all, she couldn't let go of such a man as Jiang Beiyuan.
…
Three minutes later, Jiang Beiyuan came to his senses, and Xu Anqing had left at some point.
The noisy office just now suddenly returned to silence.
Jiang Beiyuan's wrinkled Sichuan lines gradually relaxed.
The table was empty. Xu Anqing said she would give him the key, but in the end she took the key away.
So what is the purpose of her coming here
Jiangbeiyuan didn't want to think about this problem.
He didn't bother to think about it.
Instead, he called the internal line and asked his assistant Song Yikai to come over.
Song Yikai didn't know why, "Boss, what are your orders?"
Jiang Beiyuan was full of anger, and his dull voice was cold and cold: "Human Resources Department or Personnel Department, you choose one."
"Uh boss..."
Upon hearing this, Song Yikai's legs softened and his knees immediately fell down, "I was wrong, please don't fire me!"
"What's wrong with you, huh?"
"I... I was wrong because I shouldn't have spoken ill of your sister secretly..."
"Sister?" Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows.
Song Yikai gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "I saw the new florist. Your sister is very pretty, but I don't think she's the prettiest. Boss, I'm wrong. She's the prettiest. of… "
Song Yikai, who lowered his head, did not see Jiang Beiyuan's frost-covered face, as if he was a Shura from hell.
"Good."
Jiangbeiyuan rubbed his chin with one hand and smiled.
Song Yikai met Jiang Beiyuan's smile as soon as he raised his eyes.
This man is so awesome, he wants you to die, but before that he gives you a charming smile.
The kind of yin and yin softness is for you to practice on the road to hell.
Song Yikai wanted to cry, "Boss... I won't dare to do it next time. If I try again, I'll cut my throat!"
"I don't know when I will get a new sister."
Jiangbeiyuan spoke every word, the smile in his eyes was no longer there, his eyes were covered with ice, and his expression was cold.
"Song Yikai, I see that you have been too busy during this period, and as a result, you don't understand the most basic rules of an assistant. I will not see anyone without an appointment. It seems that you need to learn this again."
"Boss, I..."
(End of chapter)