Young Master Mo's Stuttering New Wife

Chen Yi tidied herself up, looked at herself in the mirror who looked pretty delicate, and gave herself an encouraging smile.

come on!Chen Yi!
Everything is a new beginning, and I have to go on my own way in the future!
He made a cheering gesture for himself, picked up his bag, and rushed out the door.

Jingyuan is far away from the company, and Chen Yi found out that the shortest way is to squeeze the subway, the only way to go to the company as quickly as possible.

So she holds breakfast in her hand, and eats it when she is about to squeeze the subway.

When the door was opened, a black Bentley stopped at the door, and Mo Yuhan was standing at the door in a black suit.

Judging from the drops of water on the hair, it must have been waiting for a long time.

What is he doing here so early?
Chen Yi's face was full of puzzlement.

Mo Yuhan also met some surprised eyes, and his eyes were dazzled by this look.

Chen Yi's clothes today were very simple, a white shirt and a hip skirt, which made her already petite figure even more exquisite.

Add a khaki windbreaker and black high-heeled shoes, which will undoubtedly show the capable temperament of a white-collar worker.

This is the same Chen Yi who followed behind him three years ago, as if she had never left, and he had never lost her.

There was a gleam of light in Mo Yuhan's dark eyes, like a spark of fire.

Thin lips pursed, and the joy in his eyes was swept away, "You may not be familiar with this side, so I will take you to familiarize yourself with the road conditions first."

After speaking, he sat in the car directly, not allowing Chen Yi to refuse.

"Hurry up and get in the car!" Seeing that Chen Yi didn't get in the car, he hurriedly greeted him.

Helpless, Chen Yi could only get in the car.

Along the way, Mo Yuhan explained to Chen Yi the shortest way to the company like a tour guide.

Seeing that Mo Yuhan was very enthusiastic, she didn't have the nerve to refuse, although she had already done enough homework yesterday.

Seeing that Chen Yi listened very seriously, he was also happy in his heart, and it was not in vain for him to be her driver so early.

After passing a crossroad, the building of the company was almost clearly visible, and Chen Yi also knew the road here very well.

She gently tugged at the corner of Mo Yuhan's clothes, "I... want to get off... get off the car."

The next intersection is the entrance of the company. If she gets out of the president's car on the first day of work, the company will explode.

As for her work, it was ruined.

She doesn't want to be the target of public criticism as soon as she joins the company.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Mo Yuhan's dark eyes, and his sculpted handsome face was full of gloom, but he finally pulled over and stopped.

Before Chen Yi could thank her, the car had already driven away.

Chen Yi shook his head helplessly, his uncertain personality really hasn't changed at all!
After crossing an overpass, a familiar scene unfolded in front of my eyes.

The last time I came here in a hurry, I didn't take a good look at it. It turns out that there has been no change here for so many years, but there are more and more coffee shops downstairs. I think she had to stare at Mo Yuhan to buy his favorite coffee. Run a few streets in the sun.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that Mo Yuhan had the habit of drinking coffee every day, and walked into a fairly luxurious shop with the money in his bag.

Outside the CEO's office on the top floor of the company building.

Trapped among the white-collar workers, Chen Yi's smile was a little stiff.

"Chen Yi, it's really you, you're really back." A plainly dressed woman was a little overjoyed.

"Where did you go? Why did you leave the company without saying a word? At that time, your work ability was very strong. We feel sorry for you when you leave!"

"..." A group of people threw all their puzzles to Chen Yi one by one, making Chen Yi feel a little at a loss, and blushed in anxiety.

These are Chen Yi's former colleagues and have worked together for many years, so they are very happy to come back this time.

Take advantage of this early arrival time to ask about Chen Yi's situation.

"Ding—" The president's special elevator stopped.

A group of people hurried away as if fleeing.

Mo Yuhan is the company's famous Black Shafeng, although he is very handsome, but those cannibalistic eyes make them afraid.

So in addition to reporting work, I usually avoid meeting each other.

Chen Yi also returned to her job, watching Mo Yuhan walk straight in front of her, ignoring her.

This was a sigh of relief.

Mo Yuhan is a dangerous person, try not to have anything to do with him.This is the rule that Chen Yi set for himself when he was about to come to work.

At 08:30, the staff in the company are already busy in their respective positions.

It was Chen Yi's first day at work, so some things needed to be coordinated, but for a veteran, she could get busy quickly, but the only thing that worried her was the need for Mo Yuhan's signature.

After wandering outside the door for a long time, I still picked up the coffee I had prepared, knocked on the door politely, and pushed the door open.

Mo Yuhan was looking at the document, "What's the matter?"

Chen Yi put the coffee in his hand on the corner of the table, and then put the document in his hand in front of Mo Yuhan.

Mo Yuhan glanced at the still steaming coffee, picked up a pen, and signed.

"Thank you!" Chen Yi smiled and left the office.

The corners of Mo Yuhan's mouth curled up, and he moved the coffee to his side.

One noon, Chen Yi was buried in the files all the time, and had no extra time to rest.

So I didn't have time to eat lunch, so I had to drink some water in the tea room.

"Have you heard that the president's assistant is a stammer." A slightly mocking voice entered Chen Yi's ears.

"Yes, yes, I've heard that too, and I got in through relationships, and I don't know what method I used to get to this position." The people next to him also echoed, their tone full of Disdain.

"It's not that everyone knows what method people can use."

After speaking, several people burst into laughter, the irony is self-evident.

Chen Yi held the water glass tightly with both hands, with tears in his eyes.

Several people disappeared into the corridor before she came out from the tea room.

It's not that she has never seen open and secret fights in the office, but what they said is also a taboo in her heart.

Not being able to speak well really gave her a great loss of points. Even if they didn't talk about her behind her back today, but said it in front of her face, she couldn't confront her. She was articulate, so she had no chance of winning.

Perhaps this is the curse of the office, and tears will never be recognized by others.

As long as they keep working hard and have good performance, they will have nothing to say.

So Chen Yi worked hard all afternoon, and she overfulfilled any work assigned to her by her colleagues.

It's just that there were people who deliberately troubled her, but asked her to sort out the company's famous design drawings over the years, so she was busy until after eight o'clock in the evening before leaving the company.

Dragging his tired body, Chen Yi walked into the subway station slowly.