The little wife of the cold-faced boss

On the third day, Yang Zao went to work.

Opening the door of the office, the first thing I saw was Qiao Wan'er.

Today she is smiling and very happy.

Seeing Yang Zao come in, he was even more proud, "Miss Yang, you don't have to do errands anymore."

"Then what?"

"Assistant Han asked you to do easier work." Qiao Wan'er had a weird smile on her face.

Last night, the youngest of the Nangong family was really kind to her, making her feel like the happiest woman in the world.

Yang Zao just hummed and was about to leave.

"Hold on."

Qiao Wan'er stopped Yang Zao again, "Don't forget what I warned you, stay away from the Nangong family, otherwise you won't know how you died."

"I know." Yang Zao agreed, and walked to the top floor.

Qiao Wan'er thought her aura was strong enough, but she didn't expect that Yang Zao didn't take herself seriously at all.

Yang Zao came to the top floor and saw that Special Assistant Han was already busy.

"What can I do?"

Special Assistant Han looked up and saw that it was Yang Zao. He felt nervous and stuttered, "You, you sit first. This time, Special Assistant Han actually asked Yang Zao to sit on the boss's chair. She looked at Special Assistant Han suspiciously." It's not appropriate, is it? "

"It's okay, just sit down, the boss won't come, we'll talk about it when the boss really comes." Assistant Han seemed a little afraid of her.

This strange feeling towards Special Assistant Han made Yang Zao feel very uncomfortable.

Special Assistant Han quickly found a pair of words, which were written in French with the word love, "Are you imitating these two words now?"

Yang Zao never dreamed that Special Assistant Han called her to ask her to do these things.

Seeing that she was still motionless, Special Assistant Han hurriedly explained, "This is just the beginning, you have to imitate the handwriting before you can do the following work."

Well, since we have arrived at Nangong Company, we have no choice but to listen to the company's assignments.

Yang Zao sat down and imitated very seriously.

For such a simple matter, Yang Zao had never done it before, but it was not difficult for her.

Soon, she was writing more like the real thing.

"Look, is this okay?" Yang Zao showed Han Tezhu his handwriting.

Han Tezhu's eyes were wide open, and he didn't believe that Yang Zao would write it so quickly.

"Will you write another one for me to see?"

Special assistant Han made it clear that he didn't believe Yang Zao, so Yang Zao had no choice but to write two words.

There was light in his eyes, Yang Zao was really a rare talent.

So he put the materials he had prepared in front of Yang Zao, "You approve these documents, sign the ones that pass, and throw out the ones that fail."

"It seems that you should do these things, right?" Yang Zao pretended to think of it.

"You are my assistant, and you are helping me share these tasks. You can do it with confidence." Assistant Han replied with a complicated mood.

Now that Special Assistant Han had given his orders, Yang Zao had no choice but to follow suit.

When two people work together, the efficiency is greatly improved.

Yang Zao went to the tea room and suddenly heard two women chatting.

"Manager Qiao can be regarded as resigned, have you really had enough of her all these years?"

"I heard that she went home to raise a baby."

"She conceived before marriage, who is the father of the child?"

"do not know."

The two of them suddenly shut their mouths when they saw Yang Zao.

No wonder I haven't seen Qiao Wan'er in the past few days. It turns out that she is pregnant, and she must be pregnant with Young Master Nangong's child.

Back at the villa, Nangong Ling hadn't come back yet. Recently, Nangong Ling also left early and returned late. I don't know what he was busy with.

Yang Zao simply prepared two side dishes, and Nangong Ling came back. This time he bought a lot of vegetables and fruits. "Did you bring the whole supermarket back?" Yang Zao asked in confusion.

"Almost." Nangong Ling replied while putting fresh vegetables in the refrigerator.

"Your elder brother is going to have a baby soon, aren't you in a hurry?" Yang Zao continued to bombard Nangong Ling.

"If there is, there will be, isn't it not born yet?" Nangong Ling didn't care.

"Come on, I'll take you out for a walk." Nangong Ling seemed in a good mood today.

Yang Zao looked at him suspiciously, reached out and touched his forehead, "Are you okay?"

"Let's go." Nangong Ling pulled Yang Zao and walked out.

This time, the two of them didn't take a taxi, but walked all the way, looking at the street lights of the city, and walked together along the path.

The two came to a high-end residential area, and Nangong Ling reached out to ring the doorbell.

Yang Zao looked at him in surprise, "Whose house are you taking me to?"

"You came back this time to find your biological parents. This person may know." Nangong Ling replied with a smile.

These days, Yang Zao used the company's computer to search for information every day. How could Nangong Ling not know, and he was always helping to find information.

But Nangong Ling has much more resources than Yang Zao, so he found it here.

The layout of the room was very simple, and there was a blind white-haired old lady sitting inside.

The servant opened the door for the two of them, and stood behind the old man, "Mr. Ling is here, and he is bringing a beautiful lady with him."

"Old lady Xia, this is my wife Yang Zao, can you take a look for her?" Nangong Ling spoke to the blind old lady very sincerely.

The old lady nodded slightly, "Extend your hand."

Yang Zao glanced at Nangong Ling, who nodded slightly before she stretched out her hand.

The face of the blind old lady suddenly became very serious, she frowned slightly, and she spoke after a while.

"Son, you are a child of a wealthy family. Although your journey to find your relatives is very bumpy, you will still be able to find your biological parents in the end."

"So my parents are still alive?" Yang Zao couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and asked hastily.

"Ah."

This is the best news Yang Zao has heard. Even in difficulties, she still wants to find her biological parents.

She rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand and took Nangong Ling's hands and placed them in front of Mrs. Xia, "You can touch my husband, he also wants to know his life experience?"

Nangong Ling glanced at Yang Zao suspiciously, but he didn't get angry, but waited for Mrs. Xia cooperatively.

The old lady Xia stretched out her hand and touched it tremblingly for a while, her face suddenly became ugly.

"How about it, tell me?" Yang Zao urged.

In fact, it wasn't that she didn't believe Mrs. Xia's words, but she wanted to take this opportunity to find out about Nangong Ling's life experience.

"The secret must not be leaked." Madam Xia said suddenly.

She really didn't know what to say, because she knew very well that if she said it, the Nangong family would not be peaceful.

Now that the Nangong family is not peaceful, she doesn't want to ruin the century-old foundation of the Nangong family just because of her words.

"Thank you, Mrs. Xia."

Yang Zao also took out the money in hand and gave it to Mrs. Xia, his eyes full of hope.

After the two came out, Yang Zao shouted loudly, "That's great."

The sound of her yelling attracted passers-by to look at her one after another, and Nangong Ling was always by her side.

A luxury car suddenly stopped in front of Yang Zao, Nangong Ling quickly pulled Yang Zao into his arms.

"Who is this, so wicked." Yang Zao shouted dissatisfiedly, and almost missed her.

The window of the luxury car lowered slowly, and the two of them saw Qiao Wan'er's fat face, which was very greasy.

The first thing Qiao Wan'er saw was Yang Zao's stomach, and her stomach didn't seem to have changed at all.

"What about the child in your belly? Could it be that he didn't even know who the father of the child was, so he was killed?"