Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Lian Chengshi really thought about it, there are very few people that she can miss, except for Ye Qing, the Yan family has the most.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, she really thought about it, Yan Qiutong sighed, reached out and patted the little girl's forehead, and said softly: "Aunt Li misses you too, so, little girl, you have to hurry up." Calm down, go home early."

The word "little girl" is full of coaxing.

He didn't want to talk about the emptiness of the room when he returned to the bedroom every day, he didn't want to talk about the lackluster taste of delicacies when he was at the dinner table, he didn't want to talk about his occasional trance when he was working on weekdays, he didn't want to talk about how he missed her.

Because of these, to the little woman, it was more like his bondage, using his thoughts to bind her back.

Yan Qiutong didn't want to do this, he wanted the little girl to completely lose her depression and come back on her own initiative.

However, Yan Qiutong, who thought he was patient enough, felt that he might not be able to hold on for too long, so he could only hook her with the hook she cared about, and remind her to remember to go home.

Lian Cheng really didn't expect that the man would bring food and even medicine. Looking at the familiar brown liquid in the porcelain bowl on the table, she flinched for a moment and had the urge to run away.

Thinking about it now, the biggest advantage of living alone is that no one will force her to drink a bowl of bitter things.

"No..." Lian Cheng was silent, picked up the pillow that the man had prepared perhaps because he knew she would come, covered half of his face, stared vigilantly at the man who was looking at her leisurely, and refused not very firmly.

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes and curled his lips, showing an attitude that he could not refuse: "Lian Cheng, I can follow you in any way, but the monitoring of your physical condition is mine. I have tolerated you not drinking for more than half a month. Medicine!"

"Obviously it's you..." Lian Cheng muttered softly.

"You know," Yan Qiutong didn't care about the little girl's complaints, and raised his eyebrows, "I can also choose to send the medicine, but I didn't."

Speaking of this, Lian Cheng squinted his eyes and raised his eyes: "I always feel that there are eyes near my apartment."

"Well, I thought you didn't notice." Yan Qiutong smiled lazily.

Lian Cheng pouted: "I'm not as vigilant as I am."

"Well, it's okay." Yan Qiutong was noncommittal about this.

"When will you withdraw?" Lian Cheng frowned, "I don't like this feeling very much."

"Then when will you come back?" Yan Qiutong finally straightened his face, and his tone became a bit more serious, "Lian Cheng, do you know that when I went back that night, I even felt that you had returned to Lian Zhai, so, I can't rest assured that you are outside alone."

Lian Cheng bit the corner of her lips and pursed her lips. She could feel the man's worry, but she really didn't like it.

For a while, the room was quiet.

Yan Qiutong didn't speak again, just got up and cleaned the dishes and chopsticks that Lian Cheng had eaten, and left the lounge.

The meeting in the morning was relatively big, so naturally, I met Mr. Chen, the interviewer.

Lian Cheng smiled appropriately, then sat obediently behind Yan Qiutong.

The senior assistant also does the job of a secretary, so Lian Cheng only watches more, listens more and talks less, taking notes from time to time.

In this meeting, Lian Cheng really saw Yan Qiutong's formal side.

Wearing the ironed suit, fingers interlocked on the knees, leaning back on the back of the chair, the whole body is full of laziness.

When listening to everyone talking, he lowered his eyes and looked a little casual, as if he seemed to be distracted, but he was able to accurately grasp the key words of everyone's words.

As for the dispute on a certain point among the people, it was as if they hadn't heard it.

After everyone gradually stopped, Yan Qiutong opened his mouth. His hoarse voice was as pleasant as a cello, but the meaning in the words was really chilling: "The discussion has a result?"

"..."

None of the crowd opened their mouths, and Yan Qiutong was not surprised.

"The original family moved to Kyoto, so what?" Yan Qiutong closed the folder in his hand, raised his eyes, and there was not much warmth in his eyes, "Kyoto is developing rapidly and has good policies. It is not surprising that some companies will move back Yes, they have to gain a foothold, and it is inevitable to fight this case, of course we can squeeze out one Yuan family with a high price, but what about the next one?"

"But they..."

"A century-old foundation?" Yan Qiutong cut off a senior executive's words, hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled, but was full of sarcasm, "Yan's is also a century-old foundation, and then?"

Everyone present naturally knew that there was a century-old Yan family, but no one would point it out. I really didn't expect Yan Qiutong to bring it up by himself.

"Instead of fighting for a piece of what they are bound to get," Yan Qiutong got up, and threw the folder on the conference table casually, making a loud noise, and said in a dignified tone, "It's better to focus on the other piece! Focus on b, design with all your heart, next Monday, I want a complete plan!"

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes and looked around for a week, with a hint of sarcasm in the smile on his mouth: "As for a, bidding is necessary, the evaluator has fixed the price for me, and gave me a firm asking price, and finally withdraw the bid !"

Lian Cheng, who was standing behind Yan Qiutong, twitched the corners of his mouth. Looking at the man's appearance, he had already had this kind of thought. He couldn't help but feel lucky for himself at that time. It was just a matter of a few words from the man. Spend fifteen percent more on valuation.

"The market is so big," Yan Qiutong raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a bit more serious, "There will always be people who are envious of the big cake, so what about the century-old foundation? What are you doing with so much nonsense?! Talk less, just do it!"

In a word, the outcome of this meeting was determined.

Where is the inadvertent style between the brows on weekdays, except for the awe-inspiring, it is the decisive decision!
Lian Cheng bit his lip, it can be seen that this man usually indulges her.

After the meeting ended, Lian Cheng winked at Yan Qiutong, then packed his things, walked out quickly, and waited by the stairs.

"Old Chen." When he saw the familiar person, Lian Cheng spoke without hesitation and called out to him.

Mr. Chen was the interviewer who asked the question at that time. He already knew about Lian Cheng when he joined the company on the first day, but he was not dissatisfied.

His impression of Lian Cheng is not bad, how can he be a young man without drive?

Originally, this girl's resume was very good, and her arrogance was also worthy of capital, but she hadn't been directly contradicted by anyone for many years, so she couldn't save her face for a while.

"Special Assistant Lian," Mr. Chen stopped, looked up at Lian Cheng, and spoke.

"For the interview that day," Lian Cheng glanced at the half-century old man, curled his lips, smiled, and said seriously, "I'm sorry, I'm a little crazy."

"The special assistant is capable," Chen Lao shook his head and smiled, "it's not arrogant."