"Dad, are you saying that someone moved the computer in your office?"
Chris and Henry stood on the balcony, and Henry held a cigar in his finger, puffing away.
"You're right, Chris, there is a spy in our company. Since he can enter my office, his status must not be low."
Chris looked at An Ning who was drawing with Abel Laura in the living room, and said in a low voice, "Don't let Ning know."
Henry didn't look like some very old-fashioned old man. He elbowed Chris' arm and said with a smile, "Hey, I heard you got Ning done?"
He frowned, and quickly realized what was going on, and sighed.
"Mother told you?"
He knew that Jack was his mother's "eyeliner". To say that eyeliner was a bit ugly, to be precise, Jack had once benefited from Jenny, and he had some relationship with Jenny's natal family, so he would often help her understand some company affairs.
Henry is also a man who loves his wife. He asked Jenny to be a lady who stays at home and has everything taken care of. She is not allowed to interfere with the company's affairs, but Jenny helped him a lot secretly.
Among them, Jack naturally played a big role, but Chris never expected that his mother would know the progress of his relationship with An Ning.
"Jenny is also for your own good. Seeing that you can find the person you love, we parents are so happy."
Chris smiled and took a sip of his red wine.
"Now it seems that even Laura and Abel have recognized her, which is an excellent thing."
He heard his father sigh with emotion, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Laura and Abel are not bad tempered, they can tell whether Ning is a good person or not."
"Look at us, as we talked, we got off topic."
Henry withdrew his smile and said seriously: "When I was in the company today, I received a call from that fellow Phillips. They are also in a lot of trouble now."
"Can't delay any longer..." Chris said softly to himself.
"So, let me take care of the company's affairs for the time being. You go to Phillips first. In the past two days, Alan is still undergoing treatment in another continent and has not yet returned. According to Sean, next time He'll be back on Monday."
Chris frowned: "But, the company's affairs..."
"It's fine for the time being." Henry waved his hand and said, "I still have the ability to delay the situation temporarily, and I have found some clues about the black hand behind the scenes who wants to bring us down, and now we need direct evidence, you go first Get things done with old Phillips, and we'll take care of them when we come back!"
After hearing this, Chris nodded. He looked at An Ning's happy face. Laura was blushing, sitting on the sofa and swinging her legs. Abel was holding An Ning's hand and drawing something on a piece of paper.
Even that Tom lay beside An Ning.
Anna was wiping the vase and chatting with a few servants in a low voice. Occasionally, they could be seen laughing there, as if they were talking about something interesting.
"Just do what Dad says."
Holding a wine glass, Chris walked into the room from the balcony, and heard Abel's yelling as soon as he entered.
"An Ning! Draw another one for us!"
She noticed the figure that was getting closer and closer to her, and raised her head. Laura was nestling on the sofa, dressing her Barbie doll.
"Okay, Ning is going to study, you can play by yourself."
Chris pulled An Ning up from the ground and walked up the stairs. Abel had a frustrated expression on his face and looked at Chris's back with his mouth pouted.
After Henry snuffed out the cigar, he also walked in and squatted beside them.
His hand stroked Tom's chin, his hairy head lifted, his face slammed into his arm.
"Dad, are you going to play with us?"
"Okay, let me see what my babies have drawn, wow, that's great."
Abel smiled proudly and said, "That's right, An Ning accompanied me to draw it, how about it!"
Laura curled her lips aside, but when she saw the pattern on the paper she drew, she turned her head awkwardly, unable to express what she felt.
After returning to the room, Chris and An Ning sat at the desk and started tonight's tutoring.
Fortunately, An Ning's written English skills are still good, but her spoken English has always been a problem for Chris.
Although there was no problem with their communication, once An Ning met outsiders, she instantly became a dull gourd and didn't say a word.
An Ning was writing exercises with her head down, her sensitive nerves made her feel Chris' solemn state of mind.
She didn't open her mouth at first, but kept the matter in her heart for the time being. She wrote the test paper first, and then planned to ask him.
"You... have you encountered any trouble?"
"Is it something about Phillips?"
Chris was taken aback when he took the test paper, but he concealed it well, pretending to be completely ignorant of what happened, and asked flatly, "What happened?"
"There's Phillips, I'll be there next Monday."
An Ning intuitively felt that the matter was not that simple, but seeing that he didn't intend to tell her, she stopped forcing it.
"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, I won't force you."
She watched Chris mark the test paper, took out the wrong question book and planned to copy the wrong question, and while reciting the words, Chris received a call.
He got up and walked aside to answer.
An Ning pricked up her ears. Although she could hear what he said, it was a pity that she couldn't understand.
really...
For the first time, An Ning felt that it was very inconvenient for her poor English.
She couldn't help but think of the second young lady of the Mohist family. She was so proficient in several languages that she really admired her.
Looking at the errors circled on the test paper on the table, she sighed.
The gap between people is still quite big, especially in the case of comparison, it is really irritating to compare people.
After Chris hung up the phone, he said to An Ning: "Ning, I have something to do, please go first. After you correct the wrong questions, go to bed early, and you have to go to class tomorrow."
After speaking, he said good night to An Ning, and hurriedly left the room.
An Ning frowned, thinking about something quickly in her heart, finally shrugged her shoulders, lowered her head and began to write her homework seriously.
Compared with the previous time, her error rate is much lower, it seems that her learning ability is not weak.
At this time, she thought of her best friend who was far away in China, and sent her a message, wanting to share with her the good times and experiences she had in country M.
Including what she saw and heard today.
Speaking of the first day of class today, some of the top-notch weirdos that An Ning encountered were worth gossiping about. At least, she had never seen such weird guys in the original Daxue.
Just after An Ning finished tonight's study plan, she opened the closet door, looked at the newly neatly arranged underwear inside, and blushed.
She thought of the embarrassment she felt when Chris asked herself why she didn't wear the clothes he bought...
Forget it, put it on, anyway, it will be all worn under the coat, and Chris won't see it.
After speaking, she took a violet suspender silk nightdress and a pair of underwear and went into the bathroom. Soak in a bathtub filled with hot water, and don't forget to add a few drops of essential oils to it.
When she wiped her body clean, put on her nightgown and shorts and walked out of the bathroom, the scene in front of her left her stunned...
Chris was sitting on the small sofa next to the bed, his suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, holding a book in his hand, and happened to meet her eyes.
An Ning felt like she was petrified in place, unable to move at all, and the towel in her hand fell off.
She thought, Chris would not come again tonight, no! That's not the point!
Didn't he see her stealing the pajamas he bought for herself? !
No! She quickly lowered her head, and when she saw the looming bulge in her chest, her face suddenly turned red to the point of explosion, and the towel immediately blocked her body, blushing and shouting: "Aren't you going to deal with things?"
Chris' eyes finally moved away from that shameful position, and An Ning felt that his eyes were very strange at this time.
Feel like a fish on a chopping board.
And he is like a fish butcher, thinking of what he did to her in the corridor before, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
"Yeah, but I took care of it quickly, so I'm back."
Then what did you say to me good night! I thought you said goodbye to me and wouldn't come again tonight!
An Ning yelled in her heart, she was angry and ashamed, especially when she saw Chris walking towards her step by step, she backed away in a panic, pulling away from him.
"You... what are you doing? You pervert!"
As soon as she panicked, she couldn't control her speech. Chris seemed to be enjoying her nervousness, and deliberately slowed down his steps, pressing An Ning step by step.
"What am I going to do? Ning, you don't know, do you?"
Chris had a wicked smile on his face, like a big bad wolf, gradually approaching a pure little white rabbit.
Just when An Ning's back was stuck against the wall and there was no way to retreat, Chris came to her.
The big hand grabbed her wrist and walked quickly towards the bed. A moderate force threw her onto the soft bed.
"you… "
Before An Ning had time to scream, seeing the figure in front of her approaching her, she suddenly closed her eyes.
However, the imagined weight did not appear, instead, a layer of soft quilt covered her body.
Nice laughter came from behind.
"I'm here to read you a bedtime story, Ning, what are you fantasizing about?"