"You may not know me, but I'm the new secretary of the president, Chen Qianqian."

"Oh, Hello."

Jing Yiren nodded and also responded with an extremely friendly smile.

For this secretary, Jing Yiren didn't think too much, it seemed that Chen Chao had to do everything because there were so many things to do in the company.

Assistants have jobs that assistants do, and so do secretaries.

Although the two have just met each other and just introduced their relationship to each other, Chen Qianqian doesn't seem to recognize her personality at all.

"I've always liked your designs, but I didn't expect to see you in person today."

Jing Yiren didn't know how to respond to such a sudden compliment, she lowered her head, "Thank you for sending him back today."

"Well, you're welcome."

Just listening to Chen Qianqian's tone, she seems to have a very close relationship with Dongfang Yanhe.

Probably feeling a little strange, Jing Yiren raised his head and glanced at Chen Qianqian.

Chen Qianqian was still smiling at this time, she was sweet and gentle in appearance, she was not aggressive at all, and did not make Jing Yiren feel any discomfort.

Jing Yiren thought, maybe she really was thinking too much, the two of them were subordinates to the company, and they were also newcomers, so why bother to use fanciful ideas.

Put it on them.

"It's almost noon. If you're not busy, stay here for lunch today."

Out of good intentions, Jing Yiren invited Chen Qianqian.

"Of course, I just want to taste the craftsmanship of a great designer."

Doudou usually stays in the kindergarten at noon, and Dongfang Yanhe is asleep now, so Jing Yiren only needs to prepare meals for her and Chen Qianqian.

Girls don't have big appetites, and cooking doesn't require many complicated steps, so Jing Yiren simply made two servings of pasta.

Although the pasta is simple, the taste is not simple at all. The meat sauce was prepared by Jing Yiren before, and the taste is extremely layered.

After taking one bite, even Chen Qianqian couldn't help nodding, "This is the best noodle I've ever eaten."

"Too polite."

"You are being polite, this is my sincere praise."

As if she was afraid that Jing Yiren wouldn't believe her words, Chen Qianqian gave Jing Yiren a thumbs up, "I really envy the president for having such a good wife like you."

The successive compliments made Jing Yiren even less defensive, "If you want to learn, I can teach you some simple cooking skills."

Jing Yiren is not a person who can cook naturally, but after having a child, it is inevitable to put some thought into cooking.

After all, the food for children must be delicate, safe and nutritious.

After hearing what Jing Yiren said, Chen Qianqian laughed from ear to ear.

She nodded her head a few times without showing any objection at all, "That's really great, I am such a kitchen idiot, I can't do anything."

"There is nothing difficult about cooking. As long as you work hard, you will be able to cook good dishes."

Jing Yiren comforted her.

"Is that good? I'm usually busy with work and don't have time, so let's do this. From now on, I will come here every Sunday afternoon to learn cooking skills from you, master."

Jing Yiren never thought that Chen Qianqian would call her master directly.

With the inexplicable addition of an apprentice like this, Jing Yiren felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was also heavier.

"Okay, let's settle it like this."

As a wedding dress designer, Jing Yiren's working hours are relatively casual, and she usually has nothing to do on weekend afternoons.

In addition, she had a relatively simple mind, so she never thought that Chen Qianqian was hiding any tricks.

It's just that what Jing Yiren didn't know was that, including Chen Qianqian's flattery and praise just now, it was just a trick she played.

But judging from the current situation, it is obvious that her trick has been successfully played.

"The matter is settled like this. I will visit again in a few days."

"it is good."

After seeing off Chen Qianqian, Jing Yiren took another look, still lying on the sofa with a big body.

After all, he drank a lot of wine yesterday, otherwise, how could he have fallen asleep in one breath until now without feeling anything.

Jing Yiren originally wanted to lift Dongfang Yanhe to the bed, but the disparity in physical strength between the two was not 01:30. After several attempts, she finally gave up on this idea.

She turned to make a hangover tea for Dongfang Yanhe. After the green tea was added with jasmine, the rich aroma immediately spread to every corner of the room.

Dongfang Yanhe didn't wake up until the afternoon when Jing Yiren brought Doudou back.

As soon as Doudou came home, she smelled the strong smell of wine that couldn't be stronger.

"What kind of smell is this? It really stinks!"

Doudou frowned, and said very seriously.

"What's the matter? Doesn't it smell bad?"

While talking about Jing Yiren, he looked at Dongfang Yanhe intentionally or unintentionally.

Dongfang Yanhe is busy with work, Jing Yiren is not unaware of this, but no matter how busy the work is, it must be the premise of taking good care of his body.

What Jing Yiren has been worried about all along is that she is afraid that if Dongfang Yanhe continues to ignore her health, something will really happen.

"Uh-huh."

Doudou nodded vigorously, "It smells so bad, it smells so bad, I don't like the smell at all."

"In this case, please ask someone to drink less in the future."

Dongfang Yanhe naturally knew that Jing Yiren was referring to himself, and he immediately responded positively, "Okay, I get it, I won't drink so much in the future."

He stood up from the sofa and pulled Jing Yiren into his arms with his long arms. "Shouldn't you be worried about what happened last night? It's my fault."

Jing Yiren was really worried, otherwise, how could she have waited so late yesterday without going to bed.

But the more it came to this kind of time when she should reveal her sincerity, she stubbornly stiffened her mouth, "No, I was very tired last night, so I went to bed early."

At this time, it was time for Doudou God to assist.

Doudou shook her head, she didn't agree with Jing Yiren's statement at all, "Mom is lying, Mom, she went to bed very late yesterday."

"Beanie..."

Jing Yiren made fun of Doudou, hoping that he would stop talking, but this child is so childish, how can he care so much.

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