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He looks quite serious, but his tone of voice is still soft and gentle.

More like acting coquettishly.

Duan Baiting nodded, showing rare patience with her and not pushing her away.

Under his gaze, Song Wanyue became so bold that she hugged the man and kissed him.

Duan Baiting's temperament was such that he didn't show much reaction to this kiss that came without warning.

I just feel that the person in front of me is a little too inexperienced.

Song Wanyue's kissing skills were indeed average and she had no experience, so she could only explore while kissing.

Duan Baiting's lips were just like him, without any temperature.

Song Wanyue felt like she was kissing an ice cube.

But this piece of ice is relatively soft when you hold it in your mouth.

He didn't return her kiss, but he didn't push it away either.

So Song Wanyue kissed more boldly and deeply.

Carefully bit his lip, pushed it open with your hot and wet tongue, and slowly filled his entire mouth.

During the hot French kiss, she flattered him in a soft voice: "I've heard that Mr. Duan is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He's not only handsome but also kind-hearted. He will definitely not make things difficult for our legal department, right?"

She didn't have any advantages except that she was pretty and had a sweet mouth.

She speaks sweetly and kisses sweetly.

She only left him when he kissed her until she had difficulty breathing.

The slender white arms were still clasped softly on his shoulders, shaking gently, and her eyes were sparkling.

"Please be magnanimous and forgive our legal department this time, okay?"

A beautiful curve appeared at the corner of her lips. She tilted her head and rubbed it against his face, like a puppy acting like a spoiled child: "Brother Bai Ting is the best in the world."

Song Wanyue was actually unsure, as she and Duan Bai Ting were in a business marriage and there was no love between them.

The few times we met and communicated were always in bed.

She thought that her skills in teasing were pretty good, even though she had no experience before, but she was naturally talented.

From childhood to adulthood, I don't know how many people I have touched invisibly, making them love me to death and unforgettable.

The person being teased did not react at all and took a tissue to wipe the remaining saliva from his mouth.

His eyes lingered on her swollen lips for a moment.

Then he calmly held her waist and asked, "Which legal department?"

His action of wiping his mouth seriously hurt Song Wanyue's proud self-esteem.

But now she needed his help, so she chose to close her eyes and pretend not to see it.

"Let's talk about it. There was a problem with the contract in our department a few days ago, which led to serious losses in the company's accounts. I know it's our fault, but I still hope that Mr. Duan will be magnanimous and let the legal department go this time. I am willing to make up for the losses at my own expense."

After hearing her words, Duan Baiting paused for a moment: "Have you gone to talk about it?"

"Yes, I've been there for three months. My mother told me to cultivate our relationship as husband and wife at close range, but who knew that you don't even go to the company on weekdays." Her eyes moved, "You don't know that I've joined the company, do you?"

He really didn't know.

"That place is not my focus of development."

She said seriously: "But that's where your wife works now."

The girl who grew up in the south has a natural gentle charm. Her voice is soft, sweet and clear, with a soft Wu accent.

The direction of the facial bones is not very three-dimensional, lacking the sharpness brought by the edges and corners.

She has an oval face with smooth lines, naturally fair skin, and a hint of powder at the corners of her eyes.

The peach blossom eyes are as bright as stars, and when they look at people, they have a sense of innocence.

She is a typical Chinese beauty, with an appearance that is very popular with the older generation.

It was also because of this that Duan Baiting's grandfather arranged this marriage for Duan Baiting without authorization when he saw her for the first time.

That was the first time we met, and she was only fourteen years old. A kind-looking old man came to visit her home.

Song Wanyue demonstrated to her mother in the living room how she won the speech contest today.

She is like a lively little peacock, showing off her beautiful tail to everyone she meets.

Grandpa Duan said that being with such a lovely girl like her would make even the worst mood better.

Later, her grandfather chatted with her, and at that time it sounded like a joke. Grandpa Duan said: "Grandpa has a grandson, who is very pitiful. Can you make him happy too?"

She nodded: "Okay."

At that time, she didn't know that what she thought was a casual joke would become a shackle that bound her.

She accepted her life optimistically and tried her best to be a good couple in this seemingly harmonious couple.

-Song

Wanyue hugged him with a smile and kissed him on the face again and again: "The best husband in the world, you definitely can't bear to see your wife pack up and leave with the entire department after just three months of working there, right?"

She kissed him without any rules and almost kissed his entire face.

The purpose is very clear, simple and concise.

Faced with her woodpecker-like kiss, Duan Baiting did not refuse.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall and asked her, "What time do you start work tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock." She looked puzzled, "It's your own company, don't you know it?"

"Working hours are not my responsibility."

The chair is specially made to protect the lumbar spine and neck.

The backrest and seat height are adjustable.

Duan Baiting pressed lightly on the armrest of the chair, and the backrest slowly moved back.

Song Wanyue, who was sitting on Duan Baiting's lap, was unaware of it and went down without any preparation.

She was so scared that she quickly hugged Duan Baiting's waist and buried her face in his chest.

The man who had just taken a bath had a light scent of shower gel on his body, mixed with the peaceful sandalwood scent floating in the study.

Song Wanyue raised her head with her heart beating faster.

The skirt was too tight, and because it was inconvenient, she pulled it up.

After sitting on Duan Baiting's legs, the hem of her skirt had already slid down to her hips.

Revealing the white lace leggings underneath.

The man's warm palms were on her legs, his fingers parted the lace edge of her leggings, his lips pressed against her ears, and he said softly, "Take a day off tomorrow?"

She was like a prey caught in a hunter's trap, and at this moment, she was drowsy from the constant male hormones: "But you have to go to the company tomorrow... tomorrow, the legal department..."

He blocked her lips, not giving her a chance to speak again: "Well, go in the afternoon."

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It was already noon when Aunt Tan replaced all the flower bouquets in the vases in the living room with those of Diana.

This is Song Wanyue's favorite rose.

The flowers had just been airlifted in from the Netherlands early in the morning, and the dew had not yet evaporated.

Xiao Huan was trimming the thorns on the tree and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since our home has been so lively."

Duan Baiting is busy with work on weekdays and rarely comes home.

Song Wanyue didn't like to live here. Although she got married here, she bought a house outside for herself.

A few days ago, the old lady called to ask how the young mistress was doing with her stomach and whether there was anything wrong.

Aunt Qin felt a little helpless. Not to mention that there was something wrong with her stomach, the young couple couldn't even see each other normally.

The old lady asked so many questions that she was a little afraid to receive her calls recently.

But judging by what happened yesterday, the relationship between the two has finally eased a little.

After all, there is still noise in the study at night.

——She didn't eavesdrop on purpose, it was just an accident. I was worried that the young master was hungry, so I thought of asking him again before going to bed if he needed some midnight snack.

As a result, when I approached the door, I heard someone crying inside.

A woman's voice.

Someone from the kitchen came out with a box of abalone, saying it was sent from the harbor and had been caught this morning, and asked what to do with it.

Aunt Tan glanced at the study door upstairs which was still tightly closed.

She ordered: "Make soup and add some Cordyceps flowers."

It nourishes yin and yang, moistens the lungs and benefits the kidneys.

Song Wanyue didn't remember when she fell asleep. She moved her body which was so aching that it seemed like it was about to fall apart, and got up from the bed.

I glanced at the time on my phone and it was already noon.

From last night till now, she hasn't even been able to leave this study.

There are traces of their lovemaking on the table, balcony and even bookshelf.

Song Wanyue looked down at her fair body.

.......

The study is very large, probably to facilitate Duan Baiting's work, and it is equipped with a bed and a bathroom.

There was no one beside him at this moment, and the sound of water came from behind the door again.

It seems that Duan Baiting woke up earlier than her and is taking a shower in there now.

She was wondering why she, the ox plowing the field, was so tired, but the ox plowing the field didn't seem to be tired at all.

Is this what they call physical differences?

Song Wanyue was still thinking about the affairs of their department. She couldn't just sleep with him for nothing, so she had to ask what she needed to ask.

Her skirt was torn into pieces by Duan Baiting yesterday, and was scattered all over the ground.

She was naked at this moment. She looked around and finally picked up Duan Baiting's shirt from the sofa and put it on.

She is 165cm tall and wears clothes suitable for men of 1.88m tall, which are long enough to be worn as a dress.

I walked over and knocked on the bathroom door. The sound of water running inside continued.

She took it as her consent and reached out to open the door.

The bathroom was filled with hot steam.

Duan Baiting stood under the shower and turned his head to look at her.

Those deep eyes were dim and unclear through the mist.

The water drops flow over the well-defined muscles, making the lines firm and sexy.

At this time, it was covered with red scratches, looking particularly ambiguous.

The culprit held the door with both hands, leaned half of his body in, and looked at him innocently through the fog.

She said, "I knocked on the door."

Whether someone heard it or not was none of her business.

Duan Baiting raised his hand to turn off the shower, took the bath towel next to him and wrapped it around his lower body, leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and glanced at her with indifferent eyes.

Without saying a word.

Song Wanyue pursed her lips and asked in a weak voice: "That...that is, I asked you for something yesterday, you won't go back on your word, right?"

Aunt Tan happened to knock on the door outside: "Wanyue, are you up? Come out and eat first."

Song Wanyue was stunned.

Before she could react, Duan Baiting ruthlessly pushed her out of the bathroom.

When she turned back, the bathroom door was already closed.

...

Why is this guy like this? When he takes off his pants, he looks like a wolf that wants to eat people, but when he puts up his pants, he doesn't recognize anyone.

Song Wanyue didn't go to the company until noon, and Sister Tao was not in the mood to scold her.

Xiao He gossiped to Song Wanyue in a low voice: "You didn't come in the morning and didn't see the scene. Vice President Liu scolded Sister Tao in front of the whole company."

All office workers in the workplace are like this. A higher-ranking official can crush people to death.

It was because their department made mistakes and caused losses to the company.

Thank God I wasn't sued.

Sister Tao said nothing. I heard that she had already prepared her resignation letter.

Xiao He said that when he saw she didn't come in the morning, he thought she was going to give up on him and run away alone.

Song Wanyue found it funny to hear his words: "Give up on you? Are we already bound to each other?"

Xiao He's full name is He Quchen. He is one year younger than Song Wanyue. It was probably because they were of similar age and Song Wanyue was so beautiful.

That face looks harmless, and people subconsciously want to get close to it when they see it.

So after Xiao He came to the company, he became close to Song Wanyue.

Subconsciously, he had already considered her one of his own.

"We are now in a relationship of sharing weal and woe, so of course we must advance and retreat together." Xiao He's gaze lingered on her neck for a moment.

Song Wanyue was wearing a round-neck skirt today. Compared with her usual dressing style, today's style looked particularly conservative. The hem of the skirt covered her ankles, leaving only a little bit of her neck exposed.

When Xiao He saw the scattered red marks on the back of her neck, he innocently asked puzzledly: "Why are there so many red marks here? Did you do cupping last night?"

Song Wanyue had a complicated expression and cut to the chase: "I went to seek benefits for the department. Just wait and thank me."

Xiao He was confused: "What?"

Secretary Qin from the President's Office came to the Legal Department in her eight-centimeter high heels: "Is Manager Tao here?"

Everyone in the department turned their eyes over.

When Su Ran saw Secretary Qin's capable and mature face, she instantly felt disheartened.

If she still had a sense of luck yesterday, she thought the department still had a chance to revive.

So today, Secretary Qin's arrival is undoubtedly a death sentence for the entire Ministry of Justice.

Sister Tao came out of the office: "Secretary Qin, what can I do for you?"

Secretary Qin smiled and said, "Mr. Duan asked you to come over."

Sister Tao was mentally prepared. She was just a little relieved at the moment, but she soon returned to normal.

After they walked away, the silence in the department was instantly broken.

Xiao He and Song Wanyue, two newcomers, met Qin Mi for the first time today and had no idea about her identity.

The other people in the department have been in the company for more than three years, so they naturally know more than them.

At this moment, their faces were pale and they had no intention of working: "It's over, it's over. Our department is really going to be finished this time."

Even Senior Su Ran said so. Xiao He's fragile little heart was instantly lifted up. He asked cautiously: "Why is it over?"

Su Ran is Sister Tao's assistant, and he has experienced many storms with her.

She is the backbone of the department after Sister Tao. It is rare that she can't sit still: "Secretary Qin is General Manager Duan's secretary. General Manager Duan hasn't been to the company for more than a year. He suddenly came here today. He must have heard the news and is here to clean up."

There is no doubt that the Legal Department is the door to be cleaned up.

The entire legal department was in the pain of impending unemployment, and many people even took out their mobile phones to start checking recruitment apps.

In today's environment, it is extremely difficult to find a job, let alone a big company like Tan Yi Capital.

The smaller the company, the lower the salary, which also means it cannot afford the monthly mortgage and car loan payments they have to make in North City...

"It's over, it's really over now."

"My credit card payment is coming due soon, and I'm counting on this month's bonus."

"What are you thinking about? You should be thankful that you are not asked to pay compensation. Why are you still talking about bonuses?"

Compared to the complaints of other people in the department, Song Wanyue seemed relaxed and contented.

She has her own separate cosmetics store at the company, and she put on a full and exquisite makeup in front of the mirror.

It was just tea time.

She took out her cell phone and asked, "I'm going to order afternoon tea, what would you like to drink?"

Xiao He said weakly, "Who would be in the mood for afternoon tea in this situation?"

Song Wanyue told them not to worry, everything would be fine.

Later she added, "It's my treat, order whatever you want."

She handed the phone to Xiao He, who was silent for a while, but still reached out to take it.

While waiting for afternoon tea, Sister Tao went back to the Legal Department and called Song Wanyue away alone.

The remaining few people looked at each other, confused.

Is Song Wanyue's story involved here?

Standing in the elevator heading to the president's office, Sister Tao hesitated for a long time, but finally asked carefully: "What is your relationship with Mr. Duan?"

Perhaps she felt that her question was a bit presumptuous, so she added: "I'm just curious, how can Mr. Duan know an intern who has been working for less than three months."

Song Wanyue also wanted to tell her her identity generously.

But her mother told her to keep her identity as Mrs. Duan a secret.

Otherwise, don't expect to have a peaceful life in the company.

Song Wanyue smiled and said, "What is the relationship between me and Mr. Duan? Maybe he saw my information and thought I was beautiful, so he wanted to meet me?"

Sister Tao: "..."

The two came to the president's office, where the well-trained Secretary Qin had been waiting there. She smiled officially and said, "Mr. Duan said to let Miss Song go in alone."

She stretched out her hand and gestured to the side, "Manager Tao, please sit down for a while."

Sister Tao glanced at Song Wanyue with some worry in her eyes.

Although she didn't know what Mr. Duan asked her to do, she thought that she was just a newcomer and had not been assigned any important tasks.

She was worried that she might say something wrong and offend Mr. Duan.

But now that President Duan had spoken, she didn't know what to say. She just reminded Song Wanyue, "Talk less."

This was Song Wanyue's first time in the president's office, and compared with Vice President Liu's office, it was simply not on the same level.

The constant temperature system is on 24 hours a day, and in the corner is an artificial intelligence robot that the company is still in the development stage.

Everything in the office can be controlled remotely.

Duan Baiting was sitting on a chair, wearing a dark suit.

The haute couture is tailor-made, with stiff fabrics and high-quality texture.

Straight and broad shoulders, chest muscles covered by layers of shirt and vest, and waist muscles are tight and inward.

Different from his usual aloof and noble demeanor, in the company he is more contemptuous and majestic looking down on everyone.

Even if he doesn't say a word, his strong aura makes the entire president's office always under high pressure.

When Song Wanyue stood in front of Duan Baiting, she was like a rookie in the workplace facing a giant in the industry.

He was easily crushed in terms of momentum.

But she did not show any fear. Instead, she took the initiative to remind him: "You promised me."

He unbuttoned the front buttons of his suit with one hand, and said in a businesslike tone: "I have a general understanding of what happened. It was Tao Yuran's negligence in the contract issue, which caused such a huge loss to the company. It can't be covered up with a simple apology."

Song Wanyue looked at him: "But you yesterday..."

He couldn't sleep in vain.

Duan Baiting threw the decision letter to her: "The company is not a place for playing house. If I let her go this time, someone will make the same mistake next time. Will you beg me to let them go then?"

Song Wanyue flipped through it and saw that the company's final punishment was to fire Sister Tao.

In other words, all her hard work at night was wasted.

Thinking of the scene of Sister Tao crying in the parking lot last night, Song Wanyue felt uncomfortable.

In the past few months since I came to the company, although Sister Tao is a businesslike person, she is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She knows that Song Wanyue grew up in the south and is not very adaptable to the north city, so she takes extra care of her on weekdays.

Seeing her sad face, Duan Baiting slowed down his voice a little: "Dismissal doesn't mean she will lose all her options. With her current qualifications, she won't have trouble finding a job outside."

She was worried and didn't notice that his tone when talking to her was almost coaxing.

"But I heard that Vice President Liu wants to ban her in the industry."

Duan Baiting's tone was nonchalant with a hint of sarcasm: "Without my nod, who can he ban? Who does he dare to ban?"

Although it was not such a bad result, Song Wanyue still felt that she had lost out.

"Then I was tossed around all night for nothing?"

Hearing the dissatisfaction in her words, Duan Baiting tapped his finger on the plan: "The company has suffered such a huge loss. If it continues as usual."

He paused deliberately and looked at her calmly and calmly, "I will ban her myself."