The little girl secretly looked at Fu Zhen who was sitting on the bench beside her, and looked at the other's swollen belly. She must have been pregnant for at least five months, and she didn't hear that anyone in the company got married recently.
No, although no one is married, someone is getting divorced. Manager Wang seems to have divorced Mrs. Wang because of looking for a mistress outside, and I heard that mistress is also pregnant. Manager Wang’s head is very bright. It's bright, and he still has a beer belly about the size of Fu Zhen.
The little girl looked at Fu Zhen with sympathy in her eyes, but Fu Zhen still didn't know what happened.
The elevator came from the eleventh floor to the first floor, and opened to both sides with a ding sound. The person who walked out of the elevator was Manager Wang.
The sympathy in the little girl's eyes when she looked at Fu Zhen was even stronger. If you can't find a good beauty, why do you have to find someone like Manager Wang? It's like Deng Chanyu with Tu Xingsun, Pan Jinlian with Wu Dalang , the little girl sighed silently in her heart, why do beauties always like to play with bears.
Manager Wang glanced at Fu Zhen who was sitting on the bench, but said nothing, and continued to walk outside the company.
It's not him, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
After a while, the elevator came down again, and this time it was their president who walked out of the elevator. The little girl thought that the president was going out at this time to entertain outside, but why didn't Secretary Dong go with him? Going out on a date
But then the little girl saw the pregnant beauty sitting on the bench stand up, and their president went straight to the pregnant beauty, held the hand of the beauty, and asked him softly: "Waiting for a long time?" Bar?"
Fu Zhen shook his head: "No, I just sat for a while."
Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen with the canvas bag in his hand: "Go up."
"Have you finished all your work?" Fu Zhen asked.
"Not much left."
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The little girl looked at the back of the two of them leaving together, row after row of question marks slipped from her heart, is this beauty the wife of the president? I haven't heard of the news of their president's marriage. Look at his belly and a child is about to be born.
The news was so shocking that the little girl at the reception couldn't digest the news completely in a short time. When she finally came back to her senses, she immediately picked up her mobile phone and posted the big news in the company group. After releasing it, the originally quiet WeChat group became active in an instant.
Jiang Hengshu brought Fu Zhen to his office on the top floor. Fu Zhen laid out the packing boxes on the desk one by one, and said to Jiang Hengshu, "They are all small desserts, and they won't taste too much."
Jiang Hengshu looked at the lunch box that almost covered the entire desk: "Have you taken so much?"
"It's okay to be idle at home, just do a little more."
"Have you had lunch?" Jiang Hengshu asked him.
Fu Zhen sat down on the sofa: "I ate some while making these things, and I'm not hungry yet."
Jiang Hengshu sat behind the desk and put a peony egg yolk cake into his mouth. Fu Zhen immediately stood up from the sofa, walked under the desk and bent down, with his arms propped on the table, staring at it with bright eyes. Jiang Hengshu asked him, "Is it delicious?"
"Delicious." Jiang Hengshu said with a smile.
"There's also this pudding, which is strawberry-flavored. I kept it in the refrigerator for a while. Try it." Fu Zhen brought the spoon to Jiang Hengshu's mouth.
While Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu were having a sweet time in the office, countless girls in the company were heartbroken.
Who doesn't have a dream of marrying into a wealthy family? What's more, the new president is young and handsome. Even if he can't get married, he will definitely not suffer from falling in love and sleeping or something, but how can they do it now in this situation
Someone secretly asked Jiang Hengshu's secretary: "Secretary Dong, who is the president inside?"
However, Secretary Dong was very unkind, and said blankly: "It has nothing to do with you, you don't need to inquire."
The man could only return to his job in desperation, and cry with all the sisters in the group.
Knowing that Jiang Hengshu doesn't like sweets very much, Fu Zhen didn't put too much sugar when making it, and only brought him a piece or two of each. Jiang Hengshu quickly emptied those packing boxes. He looked up at Fu Zhen who was lazily lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and said to him, "If you get tired at noon, take a rest, there is a bed inside."
Fu Zhen shook his head: "Not tired yet."
However, what he said was really embarrassing. After a while, Fu Zhen yawned, and there were more than one. Jiang Hengshu chuckled when he saw his appearance, and said to him: "Go to sleep first, I'm going to sleep today." Get off work early and take you out to eat delicious food."
Fu Zhen groaned, rubbed his face, yawned, and walked towards the bedroom inside the office.
The company's news group has never been so lively. During the lunch break, everyone didn't take a good rest. They were all talking about the pregnant beauty who came to the company today. What's more, that beauty has not come out since entering the CEO's office. Well, maybe the two of you are doing some shameless things in the office now, Pray in the office is very touching.
The content in the chat group gradually began to digress, like a yellow light suddenly enveloped the company, and some female employees even circulated small yellow texts in private.
The president Jiang Hengshu who was being discussed by them was working diligently in the office at this time. Fu Zhen was lying in the bedroom covered with a small blanket, and his breathing became even after a while.
At around 2:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Hengshu finished all the work on his hands. He opened the door, walked into the small bedroom, and sat down by the bed. Fu Zhen was still asleep, face up, with one hand resting on the raised bed. On the stomach, while the other hand hung down to the side of the body, the blanket that was originally covering the body was kicked to the foot by him at some point, his face was slightly flushed.
Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and straightened the messy hair on Fu Zhen's forehead to one side. Fu Zhen noticed something, turned over, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the man sitting next to him. Jiang Hengshu, he asked in a low voice, "Are you done?"
Probably because he just woke up, Fu Zhen's voice was a little muffled, like a ball of milk-flavored cotton candy.
Jiang Hengshu put his palm on Fu Zhen's stomach, feeling the obvious fetal movement under his belly, and with a slight smile on his face, he asked Fu Zhen, "What do you want to eat later?"
People can't eat in summer, and now that they are pregnant, Fu Zhen's appetite is even worse. He grabbed Jiang Hengshu's hand and shook his head: "I don't want to eat."
Jiang Hengshu coaxed him: "You can't eat it."
Fu Zhen snorted, turned over on the bed again, and said lazily, "I don't want to move either."
Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and chuckled, got up and picked up the sandals beside Fu Zhen's bed, squatted down at the end of the bed, helped him put the shoes on, and then brought the wig by the bedside, and put them on Fu Zhen.
After finishing all these, Jiang Hengshu found a towel and wiped the sweat from Fu Zhen's nose, and then hugged him from the bed.
Fu Zhen woke up instantly, with his eyes wide open, looking at Jiang Hengshu, still not understanding what happened now, Jiang Hengshu's voice was slightly smiling: "Don't you want to move? I'll take you go."
Fu Zhen had just woken up, his mind was still a little dull, and he couldn't fully understand the meaning of Jiang Hengshu's words. It wasn't until Jiang Hengshu hugged him and pushed open the office door that he realized what might happen next.
If he had been more reserved, he should have gotten out of Jiang Hengshu's embrace by now, but Fu Zhen found that his skin had thickened recently. His two arms were wrapped around Jiang Hengshu's neck, and his head was pressed tightly against his. On the chest, I heard the powerful beating of the heart. In a trance, Fu Zhen recalled that last winter in the dim corridor of the rental house, Jiang Hengshu carried himself from the first floor to the sixth floor like this.
Fu Zhen looked up at Jiang Hengshu, the current time seemed to coincide with the past time, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.
So, in the following time, Secretary Dong who was waiting outside the president's office, Director He who was passing by in the corridor holding the documents, the little girl who was the receptionist on the first floor of the company, and other staff coming and going, all saw him Their young, tall and handsome President Jiang not only left early today, but also skipped work with a little beauty with a big belly.
Tsk tsk, beauty deceives people.
This incident was like a bomb dropped on the lake that had just calmed down, and the company group boiled again.
They always thought that Jiang Hengshu was cold and abstinent, even if he fell in love, he must be an iceberg, but they didn't expect that this iceberg would turn into a volcano after it melted, and it would still erupt. I want to be hugged down from the top floor of the company.
However, the man Jiang Hengshu has nothing to do with them now.
Jiang Hengshu hugged Fu Zhen to the front of the car, opened the door on the co-pilot's side, and Fu Zhen walked up by himself. Because of the hug just now, Fu Zhen's cheeks are still red.
Jiang Hengshu smiled silently, and took Fu Zhen to a fruit hot pot restaurant, and did not come out of the store until evening. Coincidentally, the scene where Jiang Hengshu helped Fu Zhen get into the car happened to be caught by the Wang who came out to look for food. Tong saw it.
In Wang Tong's eyes, it was Jiang Hengshu who got into the car with a little girl in a skirt he didn't know. Wang Tong was afraid that he might have misjudged the man, so he stared at the man for a long time until he Driving a car is completely disappearing from my sight.
Wang Tong was sure that the man was his boss Jiang Hengshu.
What is this called? Didn't you just hold a wedding with Fu Zhen
Wang Tong was completely out of the mood to look for food. He returned home in a daze, only to feel that there was a crack in Jiang Hengshu's tall figure in his heart today. After thinking twice, he finally picked up his phone and decided to call Jiang Hengshu to teach him how to be a good man.
"Boss, you..." After the call was made, Wang Tong didn't know how to reprimand Jiang Hengshu's bad behavior of being in two boats.
"What?" Jiang Hengshu asked him on the other end of the phone, his voice was clear and cold, not at all like a man who had cheated.
When Wang Tong thought of this, he became even angrier. He opened his mouth and asked Jiang Hengshu, "What's wrong with my wife? Do you want to—"
Before Wang Tong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Hengshu, who emphasized, "I'll correct you again, it's my wife, not yours."
Wang Tong was choked, unable to speak for a while.