A corner of the living room lit up, and he held a water cup in his hand and looked at the person in front of him in shock, "Second sister, you're going to scare people!"

Zhou Miaoyu turned his head and glanced at him, "Coward."

"What are you saying! Don't you know that scaring people will scare people so much?" Mo Ziyan walked forward, "It's time now, why are you back?"

"Do you care about me!" Zhou Miaoyu choked like he had taken gunpowder.

Mo Ziyan stuck out his tongue. Seeing her limping around while walking, he was stunned. He stepped forward and supported her two steps, "What's wrong with you? Who beats you?"

Seeing that the stupid Jiaozi was anxious, Zhou Miaoyu didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "No, who dares to beat me up? I'm, cough, can you indulge too much?"

When Mo Ziyan heard this, his handsome face turned slightly red.

He is still a innocent little man.

"Well, you, why did you say it!"

"You asked." Zhou Miaoyu pushed him away and walked upstairs.

Mo Ziyan scratched the back of his head and followed her.

...

The entire Shan's was shrouded in a low air pressure.

Early in the morning, when Shan Feiye arrived, he summoned the managers and supervisors of various departments to the office.

Aside from being cynical, today's big boss is simply a devil.

Starting from the Planning Department, the managers will scold you one by one, no matter whether you are wrong or not.

Everyone was silent and didn't even dare to breathe.

I cursed for a whole morning and at noon, the boss quits and recovers his energy after having sex.

The managers and supervisors thought they could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but who knew that they were notified by Huang Jingwen, the beautiful female secretary of the boss, and the meeting continued in the afternoon.

If the Shan family had not been strong and had a good salary, they would have considered quitting and running away.

"Dongdong."

The president's office door was knocked.

Shan Feiye was leaning in the chair of the big class and closed his eyes and resting, "Come in."

Mo Han pushed the door open, closed the door, and walked forward to the desk, "Did you have a fight with Zhou Miaoyu?"

Shan Feiye opened his eyes and stared at him with a smile.

Mo Han frowned, for his eyes.

I always feel that something is wrong.

But when he looked carefully, Shan Feiye had recovered as usual, "When did we not quarrel, to be precise, we have never made up."

Mo Han hugged his shoulders, "You shouldn't bring your personal feelings to work. It's enough for the whole morning for the managers and supervisors."

"What enough?" He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm for the better tomorrow of Shan's family."

"Shan Feiye."

"Mo Han."

In silence, there was an inexplicable airflow between them.

"Dongdong."

Once again, the door of the president's office was knocked, breaking the strange silence at this moment.

Shan Feiye curled his lips and smiled, and said loudly: "Come in."

Huang Jingwen pushed open the door and saw Mo Han also there, and called respectfully: "Vice General."

Mo Han nodded slightly.

"Mr. Shan, Guanmi's development case requires your signature."

"Take it."

"I'll leave first." Mo Han turned around and stepped out of the president's office.

When he returned to the deputy general manager's office and passed by the secretary's position, he whispered: "Send me a cup of coffee."

"Yes." The beautiful girl responded and stood up suddenly.

When the office door closed, the girl immediately ran to the tea room.

The black professional suit has a bit rigid style. Fortunately, the girl looks beautiful, so she has saved some of the colors.

The long hair was meticulously combed behind the head, and the pure black color was shiny.

The girl has fair skin, light makeup, brews coffee, and curves at the corners of her mouth.

"Secretary Xia, why are you so happy?" A colleague came in and saw her giggling, so he asked.

Xia Muxue said "Ah?", came to her senses, and quickly shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Beware of your coffee."

"Ah! Thank you." He picked up the coffee, Shamuxue greeted her colleagues and left the tea room.

She has a somewhat reckless personality and is out of place for Shan's class, but she serves as the personal secretary of Shan's famous Iron-faced Deputy General Manager for three years.

Moreover, she had a crush on him for three years.

She knew that her colleagues were very nice to her on the surface, but she also talked about her behind her back.

There are many people who say she is not worthy of being Mo Han's secretary, and there are also people who say she has the position and can accomplish nothing.

But she survived all these things. As long as she could see him every day, she could tolerate anything.

"Dongdong."

"Come in."

Holding a coffee cup in his hand, Chamusch pressed the door with his elbow.

Mo Han looked up at her, then lowered his head and continued to flip through the documents in his hand.

Walking to the desk, she leaned over and put down her coffee cup and whispered: "Vice President, your coffee."

"Yeah." He responded, picked it up and took a sip, "Thank you."

After a palpitation, Xia Muxue's face turned slightly red and she stammered: "No, no thanks."

For a long time, she stood at the desk, staring at his cold and handsome face in a daze.

Until Mo Han raised his head and frowned and asked her: "Secretary Xia, is there anything else?"

"Ah? What?" After coming back to his senses, Xia Muxue took two steps back awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, Vice President, I..."

Bite her lip, and she cursed herself secretly.

Mo Han leaned against the back of the chair and whispered, "If it's okay, just go out."

"Yes." biting her lip, she turned around and rushed towards the door.

Because I was too fast, I tripped by myself and almost fell down.

The door was a little heavy and leaned against the door panel, covering her beating heart.

It has become a habit to be embarrassed in front of him several times every day.

He must have thought he was an idiot.

With a loss of falling down, Sha Muxue returned to her desk and sat down dejectedly.

In the door, Mo Han shook his head and raised his lips almost unchecked.

I chose her as my secretary at the beginning, but it actually meant a little trick.

His life is too dull and he doesn't want his working environment to be completely stagnant.

It is obvious that her character is rash, and she may be in trouble, but it may also bring me a little joy.

In fact, he made the right decision.

Three years have passed, and as expected, she is still the same one, and her progress is far less than that of causing trouble.

When Mo Han cleans up the mess for her, he sometimes laughs.

He knew his colleagues' exclusion of her openly and secretly, but miraculously, she survived like a tenacious grass, and even opened up her own world.

Because of her personality, many people began to accept her likes.

And every time she looked at her, she was excited and cautious.

Mo Han also had a crush on that person, so he knew what her eyes meant.

But, he couldn't respond.

Maybe I can never respond to anything.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, he can't continue to be selfish and let such a good girl waste her youth and time on her own, and she can't get a response.
To be continued...