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Zhong Qiao stretched out the quilt and lay on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Open WeChat, the drama group is very active.

Wen Suyi talked about a public welfare project called "Leave an extra piece of pure land for the world", which happened to be near the filming location. You could also go there to collect stories and ask if anyone wanted to participate.

The last rehearsal had ended, and "Girl in the Corner" was about to have its first performance.

However, Teacher Qin's health condition forced the performance to be postponed, and "Dear Miss Haza" was still in the preparation stage. The interval in between was neither long nor short, and it was not suitable to take on other projects.

This can be regarded as a period of vacation.

Zhong Qiao browsed the electronic brochure, was quite interested, and put a 1 in the group: [I'll go! 】

A total of four people from the entire drama team, including her and Wen Suyi, signed up. After continuing to chat in the group for a while, she turned off her phone and prepared to take a nap.

The lounge was well soundproofed. She stayed inside and couldn't hear any movement outside, except for the sound of the clock turning quietly.

[Blackening value -1, current mission target blackening value: 66, host, please continue to work hard. 】

The rhythmic ticking sound was like a lullaby. When Zhong Qiao was drowsy, he heard the system prompt tone.

She was only 6 points away from 60, so she decided to visit Chenyu more during this time.

After Fu Yanchen finished the meeting and opened the lounge door, Zhong Qiao woke up.

She stretched and said, "The soundproofing here is quite good. Once the door is closed, you can't hear anything. It's perfect for sleeping."

"It was originally designed as a lounge, so the soundproofing performance would be better." But before Fu Yanchen didn't pay much attention to this aspect. Fu Yanchen was a little more enlightened and his eyes couldn't help but darken a little.

When the two returned home, they immediately went to the children's room to see Fu Jiawen.

The lamp on the desk was on, and various painting pens were placed next to it. Fu Jiawen was so focused that he didn't notice the sound of the door opening.

He didn't react until he heard his mother's voice.

Zhong Qiao: "Zai Zai, what are you doing?"

Fu Jiawen quickly closed the painting book and put his arms on the table, "Children's secrets, adults are not allowed to peek!"

Zhong Qiao raised his eyebrows and smiled. He said, "I don't want to look. Then dad and I will go out first, and then come in after you have packed up."

Zhong Qiao and Fu Yanchen consciously returned to the corridor, you looked at me and I looked at you.

Soon, the door to the children's room opened, and Fu Jiawen said in a grown-up tone, "If you don't go to bed so late, won't your parents go to work tomorrow?"

This was imitating Fu Yanchen's "If you don't go to bed so late, why?" Aren't you going to school tomorrow?"

She looked at Fu Yanchen leisurely.

Fu Yanchen: "..."

Fu Jiawen continued, "I still have some things to finish, so I won't read the storybook with you tonight. Good night, go to bed early."

He is very busy today, and the plans he made have not been completed yet. , when he was about to close the door, he remembered that when he was in kindergarten during the day, he was busy making picture albums and didn't talk to Xiao Yuanmi all day long.

Xiaoyuanmi came over with a grimace and asked if she had made him angry. He said no, so Xiaoyuanmi asked why he had ignored her all day.

Little Jiawen learned a lesson and was worried that his parents would feel neglected by him, so he gave her a comforting kiss from a distance, "Mom and dad, good night, I love you."

After closing the door, he would hide it under the bed board. Take out the picture album.

Above are his parents and him recorded with a paintbrush.

He especially likes recent happy moments and wants to preserve them in the form of paintings.

He continued to work for an hour before finally finishing it. He took out a booklet, marked the last check mark on today's to-do list, and then clipped the leaf bookmark he had made with his parents to this page.

After being "snubbed" by their son, Zhong Qiao and Fu Yanchen went downstairs to find Aunt Song and Aunt Guo, and asked about Fu Jiawen's status today. After confirming that there was no problem, they returned to the bedroom.

Zhong Qiao: "It's okay. He even gave us an air kiss in the end."

Of course, there was another reason why she was so relieved.

There seemed to be a strange connection between her and Fu Jiawen, especially when they saw each other.

She could feel that Fu Jiawen was in good condition just now.

After taking a bath, Zhong Qiao chose the most conservative one among the pajamas and nightgowns with the idea of ​​keeping in good health these days.

But once they got into bed, the man came over to her like an octopus.

She opened the hands around her waist bit by bit.

She had been deceived in a similar way. When it came to sex, this man had no self-control at all. He hugged her and kissed her, and he reacted again and again.

The key is that this person is very strategic.

He is used to taking a curveball approach to save the country, first rousing her, and then proceeding step by step.

After being fooled once or twice, she became wiser.

Fu Yanchen: "..."

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Zhong Qiao kept in mind the need to reduce the blackening value.

The chicken soup that day was very effective, so she decided to continue her work on food.

She learned how to cook from Aunt Guo for several days, and after failing n times, she finally made a finished product that was not burnt on the outside.

Zhong Qiao has ten layers of filters on his cooking skills and cannot objectively evaluate them, so he asks Aunt Guo and Aunt Song to comment.

Aunt Guo and Aunt Song took their chopsticks at the same time and said in unison, "It's delicious."

Zhong Qiao's eyes lit up, "Really!?"

"I think Mr. will like this taste."

"Yes, Mr. will definitely like it. " Full of praise."

Aunt Guo and Aunt Song responded in a more clever way.

The wife is a novice, and there is definitely room for improvement when it comes to taste. They don't want to hurt the wife's self-confidence.

Moreover, the taste of this dish is so recognizable that as soon as the husband eats it, he will know that it was made by his wife, and he will definitely praise it.

In order to make it easier for his wife to check in at any time, Chen Kang went to the security department to apply for an employee card. The permissions were set to the maximum, and he could go directly to each floor through the elevator.

Therefore, going from Zhongqiao to Chenyu is almost smooth.

She didn't deliberately wear sunglasses or a mask, and went upstairs to find Fu Yanchen openly.

Employees who met her all greeted her enthusiastically. One young employee who had just joined the company called her "Sister Qiao" in a very social way, praising her for being more beautiful in person than on camera.

But more often than not, employees call "Mrs." respectfully and politely.

The "top social animals on the 68th floor" also received the news and were waiting patiently for their wife to come upstairs.

Xiao Wu: "My wife is here, won't you work overtime today?"

Colleague: "I guarantee you will get off work on time."

Xiao Wu made a praying gesture: "I hope my wife will come here every day."

Zhong Qiao did not take the special elevator for directors, but chose a nearby elevator.

When he reached the twenty-eighth floor, he happened to bump into Fu Hao coming in with a bunch of reimbursement forms that he wanted to sign from the finance department.

Seeing the people in the elevator, Fu Hao looked surprised, "Sister-in-law?"

Zhong Qiao didn't expect Fu Hao to show up here. Look at the work badge hanging in front of him. Is this an internship at Chenyu?

She remembered that this plot did not exist in the original plot of the novel.

As the male protagonist, Fu Hao has a unique halo as a male protagonist. During his studies, he was basically playing or falling in love, but this did not prevent him from catching up with the latest trend of the times and successfully starting a business as soon as he graduated.

Zhong Qiao didn't interact much with him, and only exchanged polite greetings, "Are you used to going to work?"

"It's okay." Fu Hao lowered his eyes and tightened his hand holding the reimbursement form.

This is the fifth day that he has come to work in Chenyu. Every day he does dirty and unskilled work.

On his second day at work, he wanted to talk to his elder brother in the chairman's office, but was stopped.

With his authority, he cannot enter the 68th floor.

It was only after he called Chen Kang that he was brought in.

He asked his elder brother why he was put in such a position. He felt that it tarnished his talent.

The eldest brother said that this was a kind of training and would be helpful for his future work.

He was doubtful at first, but after working for a few more days, he felt that it was simply a pie painted by black-hearted capitalists.

He even felt that his eldest brother sent him here just to deal with him, or was he being wary of him from the beginning?

Zhong Qiao looked at Fu Hao secretly and felt that his mental outlook had changed during this period, a bit like he had been severely beaten by society.

I don't know what the future direction of him and Ding Ningle will be.

She said before that they were planning to cancel their marriage, but she always felt that it was not that simple. If they were separated so easily, they would not be the protagonists of the novel.

[Host, there is nothing wrong with your sixth sense. The world is set around the love story of the male and female protagonists. Although your arrival has affected the direction of part of the plot, the main line of the male and female protagonists from falling in love to getting married is There will be no change. ]

In other words, Ding Ningle and Fu Hao will still get married in the future?

【Yes. ]

After communicating with the system for a while, Fu Hao arrived at the floor he was going to. "Sister-in-law, I'm leaving first."

"Well, okay."

On the sixty-eighth floor, the elevator opened.

I came early today and the workstations were quite full. This floor was mainly occupied by the executive offices and conference halls, as well as the board office employees who assisted Fu Yanchen in his work.

She estimated the number of people last time, and on the way this time, she ordered afternoon tea for everyone more accurately.

"Wow! Long live the boss lady!"

The people on this floor are Fu Yanchen's personal soldiers. They follow the official blog and affectionately call Zhong Qiao the boss lady.

Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with golden light.

The boss lady is simply an angel! When she comes, not only does she not have to work overtime, but she can also have afternoon tea.

Also, the boss lady is really beautiful! ! Starting today, she decided to officially join the ranks of the boss lady's fans.

There was a lot of noise outside. Listening to the commotion outside, Fu Yanchen's face turned cold. He really needed to improve his discipline. It was so noisy during working hours.

He dialed the internal phone number and asked Chen Kang, "What are you doing outside? Are you demolishing your home or your company?"

"...Here he comes."

What Chen Kang said was "My wife is here," but because Xiao Wu was outside, Shocked, he covered up the sound.

"Who's here?" Fu Yanchen didn't hear the prefix clearly and said coldly, "It doesn't matter who's here."

Chen Kang covered the call port and increased the volume, "My wife is here."

Fu Yanchen was not there at all He patiently pressed the cap of his pen on the table. When he heard this, he loosened his fingers slightly, and a happier mood rose from the bottom of his heart. "Yes."

He didn't care about the commotion just now.

Chen Kang: "..." I'm used to it.

Before Zhong Qiao entered the office, Fu Yanchen straightened his tie and smoothed out the unnoticeable wrinkles on his shirt.

Hearing the knock on the door, he raised the corners of his lips

slightly and said, "Come in." When he came to his company during working hours, Zhong Qiao naturally dressed up, wearing exquisite full makeup and bright red lips. Wearing a hip-hugging dress, stockings and boots, and a white wool coat on the outside.

She rarely dressed up like this when she was at home, so when she first saw her, Fu Yanchen was shocked, "Why are you dressed so well today?"

In fact, Fu Yanchen was not the only one who was shocked.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the most prosperous skyscraper in CBD, and inside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a cold and solemn office.

Fu Yanchen was sitting there wearing glasses and well-dressed, which inexplicably hit her xp.

Maybe it's because she has been in the entertainment industry in the colorful world for two generations, so the kind of business elites in suits and ties are very attractive to her.

She might... also be a bit of a suit fan, but only for tall, long-legged, well-proportioned men.

The last time she came to visit her class, it was near dusk and it was already time to get off work. When she saw Fu Yanchen, his brows and eyes were very tired, so he didn't feel anything.

But today is different.

Zhong Qiao calmed down, stepped over in high heels, and sat directly on his lap. His hands naturally rested on his neck, "I am the boss's wife after all. She wants to save face for you."

Fu Yanchen easily put his arm around her waist. , "Why are you here today?"

"..."

As soon as Fu Yanchen said this, she remembered that she had left the thermos bucket containing the food in the car! !

Zhong Qiao's eyes fell on Fu Yanchen's gold-rimmed glasses, and he smiled seductively, "Let's see if there is any beautiful female secretary hidden in your office."

A chuckle came from his ear, and he hugged her He raised his legs and tightened the distance between the two of them, "See now?" He touched the tip of her nose lightly, his voice was hoarse and pointed, "Female secretary." She

was already a little emotional, and she was so moved by him. After teasing him, Zhong Qiao's eyes became misty, but he pushed him against his will, "I was originally here to give you my new dishes, but I got off the bus. You continue to work, I won't disturb you. ."

Fu Yanchen looked at her leisurely. The wet suit pants through the stockings had already exposed her dishonesty. He showed her the evidence of dishonesty on his hands.

A blush quickly crept onto his cheeks, and Zhong Qiao bit his shoulder in shame and anger.

This little pain will only make Fu Yanchen's Adam's apple roll even more.

"I haven't even had afternoon tea, so I can't concentrate."

He picked up Zhong Qiao and placed it on the large desk. The nearby folders and pens were knocked to the ground.

But the owner of the office has no time to take care of this.

With restrained desire in his eyes, Fu Yanchen slowly took off his watch, pulled out a cleaning wipe, wiped it, and then rubbed it downwards.

The glass on the floor-to-ceiling windows turned on the atomization mode the moment Zhong Qiao sat on Fu Yanchen's lap.

However, the office door was not locked yet. Zhong Qiao struggled out of his daze and looked at him with a flushed face, "The office door is not locked yet."

"They will knock on the door before coming in. What's more, they know you are coming, no. He would be so ignorant to knock on the door now."

"But what if?" The movements of his hands were too rhythmic. After these days of groping, he knew exactly where her point was. After a while, Zhong Qiao was at the end of his strength. .

"Nothing unexpected." Almost at the same time, Zhong Qiao surrendered in his palm.

They wouldn't come in, but the soundproofing of the office was not very good. Worried that she would make some uncontrollable noise, Fu Yanchen took a step ahead and blocked it with a kiss.

The breath of lust is mixed with solemnity and coldness, and the gods who are not involved in the fireworks of the world have also descended to earth.

Before he turned thirty, Fu Yanchen never thought that one day he would be so "sanctimonious" in the office.

After enjoying themselves heartily, both of their clothes were no longer neat. The wrinkled shirts and stained suit pants clung to their bodies. Fu Yanchen hugged her and pushed open the secret door of the lounge.