After running with the online dating boss

In the office, Han Lingyu saw that Ai Yumu was sleeping soundly, and was afraid of ruining her dream, so he didn't pick her up and let her lie on the sofa to sleep soundly.

He used to work overtime in the company, so there are always quilts and pillows here.

The cold president let go of the coldness, his eyes were soft, and he gently covered the woman with the quilt, pinned the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, looked at the pretty face, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently raised a nice curve.

"Hey, what should I do with you?"

Sighing tiredly, the man who was superior outside, now looks like a pissed off child, his eyes are full of helplessness and distress.

He likes Ai Yumu, very much, very much.

At the thought that she would leave him, the world seemed to lose its brilliance and become bleak.

Therefore, he couldn't let this little woman leave him. The two of them were destined to be together for life.

But just like what Shang Mingliang said, he and the other self are two extremes, if he appeared in front of Ai Yumu rashly, he would be rejected, and history would repeat itself again.

A voice deep in my heart said in my ear: "If she leaves again this time, it will be forever."

Thinking of the little girl leaving, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, grabbed those weak and boneless little hands, reluctant to let go.

This night is doomed to be sleepless.

In the early morning, Han Lingyu made an important decision.

That is, he wants to make Ai Yumu fall in love with his true self and abandon his identity of [the rest of his life].

Although a decision has been made, it is somewhat troublesome to implement it.

How to carry out the first step is the most difficult.

Entering a state of contemplation again, time passed inadvertently, it was already daytime outside, and office workers appeared in the company one after another.

"Well, comfortable."

The little woman on the sofa suddenly turned over and stretched herself, thinking she was at home, but the bed was not spacious, and there was nothing behind her.

As soon as she was about to fall, a pair of warm hands firmly supported her slender waist.

Ai Yumu was shocked and sat up immediately. When he saw Han Lingyu, he looked terrified and took several steps back.

"Mr. Han! Why are you at my house?"

Seeing the little girl's evasive appearance, it was like a sharp knife piercing her heart, which confirmed Shang Mingliang's words, she subconsciously resisted him.

The man's eyes were like ink, put away his sadness, got up and said, "You worked overtime yesterday and fell asleep in my office."

"work overtime?"

Ai Yumu stared at her big eyes in bewilderment, and after looking around, her drowsy brain came up with some thoughts, she nodded weakly, and muttered in a low voice: "I seem to be Monk Mingliang working overtime yesterday. Oops! It's over, I'll send you the documents The translation is not finished yet!"

Suddenly thinking of yesterday's overtime task, the little girl jumped up like a spring, as if about to rush out of the office.

Before he ran far, he was stopped by Han Lingyu.

Feeling the stiff muscles of the little woman, he let go of his hand in order not to arouse disgust, "The meeting has been cancelled, you don't need to translate."

"Really? That's okay, otherwise I will definitely not be able to finish the translation. But Mr. Han, I found those documents yesterday very strange. The content seems to be pieced together. Are you sure it is correct?"

"Ahem, this is no longer needed, so you don't have to worry about it anymore, just follow me."

"Go? Where are you going?"

Han Lingyu looked at the little woman, thought for a while, and said, "I have an appointment with a Korean boss for lunch today, and you need to be an interpreter by the side."

"Mr. Han, it's only [-]:[-], we'll go there now, isn't it too early?"

Ai Yumu glanced at the time and couldn't help being stunned, feeling that the boss was messing with him again.

But this time, she really thought too much.

"Based on your current appearance, it is estimated that I don't need to talk to that boss, and he will leave immediately."

"What's wrong with my appearance?"

The little woman looked puzzled, picked up the phone to take a picture, and was dumbfounded. Her hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and her eyeliner had turned into panda eyes.

And the most embarrassing thing for her was that her indecent sleeping position opened the buttons of her clothes, revealing half of her pink underwear.

Her cheeks were hot for a while, if there was a crack in the ground next to her right now, she would definitely get into it immediately, and she would never come out again in her life.

Ai Yumu pretended to be calm, buttoned up his clothes, and said weakly, "President Han, can I take two hours off?"

"No."

"Mr. Han, but I can't go to see clients like this, can I? I haven't brushed my teeth yet, and I fainted the client with just one mouthful."

With a puff, Han Lingyu laughed out loud, shook his head helplessly, and said softly, "Let's go home together. I also want to change clothes. Let's go directly to the hotel from home at noon."

"Oh, good. Mr. Han, wait for me a moment, otherwise I will cause misunderstanding when I go out like this."

Ai Yumu adjusted her appearance in front of the glass in embarrassment. Although her hair was barely dampened by water, the wrinkled clothes were really hard to hide.

She didn't need to go out, she could think of what kind of gossip news those people outside would have when they saw her appearing with the boss.

Zhou Hanhan and Lin Qianqian were just fired yesterday, and today she left the office with Mr. Han in disheveled clothes.

God, you should accept me, it's all about relying on your flesh to get the upper hand, and you and Meng Lan are all the same.

"Um, Mr. Han, can I make a small request?"

"what?"

"Mr. Han, you are proud and expensive to be an elevator. I have rough skin and thick flesh. I didn't wash up. My body smells really bad. I was afraid that I would ruin your high-end perfume, so I took the stairs. Oh, yes, I If you have a bus card, you can take the bus home, and Mr. Han will not wait for me."

After finishing speaking in one breath, without waiting for Han Lingyu's answer, Ai Yumu rushed into the stairwell and ran downstairs quickly, trying to evacuate this right and wrong place quietly.

It's a pity that she seems to have committed the crime of Tai Sui, and all the plans will always fall to the ground with the sound of glass shattering, and there is no chance to pick them up.

She was as agile as a rabbit, rushing out of the stairwell, and before she could see the way ahead, she crashed into a strong chest, and a man's soft voice sounded above her head: "Be careful walking, I'm not urging you, you can Slower."

"Boss Han!"

As soon as he raised his head, Han Lingyu's Bingshan face was actually covered with a doting smile.

In the eyes of others, this is a rare beauty that can only be seen in a century, but in Ai Yumu's eyes, this is completely like a ghost asking for his life.

Isn't it just to avoid the boss and prevent the misunderstanding of colleagues by running so hard?

But now not only the abacus beads rolled to the ground, but also hit the muzzle of the gun by itself, which contributed to the generation of gossip news.

It is 08:30 at the moment, which is really the rush hour for work, and the company's punch card machine is in the lobby as soon as the door is entered. Almost all employees are crowded in the corridor to punch in and wait for the elevator.

The worst thing is that the clock-in machine is directly opposite the stairs, only tens of meters away, so the scene of her being hugged by Mr. Han at this moment is clearly seen by everyone.

Not to mention whether everyone thought it was a coincidence, the boss's words behind him were undoubtedly a death sentence.

Only Han Lingyu's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear, and he said slowly: "Let's go home."

With a hiss, there was a sound of gasping all around, and everyone's brains went blank and they fell into a short circuit.

Everyone stared blankly at their ruthless CEO, put their hands on Ai Yumu's shoulders, walked out of the hall openly, and then got into the car and left together in full view of everyone.

We go home?
whose home?
Mr. Han's, or Ai Yumu's, or they have already lived together!
"Am I... Am I dreaming? Pinch me quickly."

"Are you dreaming? I don't know. I only know that I spent five hundred oceans to watch today's scene."

The word "late" was displayed on the punch card, and the poor woman showed an expression that was uglier than crying. There was no mood gossip around the boss, and only the late fine of [-] yuan was left to feel sorry for herself.

Amidst the screams, today Han Lingyu invisibly snatched tens of thousands from the employees.

Apartment building——

Ai Yumu walked into her home like a godless puppet, her whole body was stiff and her brain was dazed.

Looking at the familiar environment around her, she suddenly screamed, grabbed her hair and fell into a state of madness.

"Damn it, Han Lingyu! Are you sent by the Bodhisattva to torture me? What did I owe you in my previous life? Are you going to hurt me like this?"

When the client was nearby, she definitely didn't dare to yell so loudly, but now at her own home, she naturally wanted to vent it.

But her voice was so loud that not only Han Lingyu, who was a neighbor, could hear it, but also downstairs and upstairs.

The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly, he pulled off his tie, stretched comfortably, and walked to the bathroom.

Ai Yumu, you are mine, no one can separate us, not even yourself.

In the morning, the two of them washed up separately, completely unaware that the company had fried the pot several times.

First, two-thirds of the people were late in the morning and the deduction started. Later, during the intermission, everyone chatted in the tea room, and the secrets of the relationship between the boss and the assistant were publicized.

With the continuous filling and polishing of the plot, it is as vivid and colorful as a TV series.

"Do you know? It turns out that Ai Yumu and Mr. Han were together a long time ago. They had been in an underground relationship before, and Meng Lan was just used as a shield to confuse the public."

"That's right, that's right, I've heard it all, it's really amazing, I really didn't see that Ai Yumu is so powerful, and he took down the boss without anyone noticing."

"Extra, extra, the latest news from the security room. Mr. Han and Ai Yumu stayed in the office last night. What do you think they will do overnight?"

"Tsk tsk, I still have to guess? It must be something between a man and a woman. God, this news is so amazing, I feel like I'm dreaming now. Have you seen Ai Yumu's clothes? Crumpled up like that, it must have been exciting last night."

"It seems that we will hug Ai Yumu's thigh tightly in the future. I didn't expect that she will be the last Wang Zha. Compared with her, Meng Lan is simply a piece of scum. After so much trouble, Mr. Han didn't care about it at all. She put it in her eyes, and she fired it when she said she was fired, and she didn't miss it at all."

"What are you nostalgic for? Meng Lan is Ai Yumu's shield. Of course, Boss Han has no feelings for her."

"It turns out that she is the real master, and we all missed it!"