Warm marriage, my domineering president

431, Yuyan Story 42 Wen Yan looked indifferent, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I'm not used to eating food picked up by strangers, and it doesn't mean what Mr. Shi thinks."

Mr. Shi listened, and didn't seem to care, and said with a smile, "Secretary Wen is really beautiful and has personality, dare to tell the truth, good, very good, I like people who dare to tell the truth the most."

"Thank you."

Although Mr. Shi said so, his blatant eyes fell on Wen Yan even more unscrupulously, "Miss Wen doesn't have to be so polite, but even if Miss Wen doesn't eat, my heart is here, Wen Yan Miss, do you want to say something, give me an apology or something?"

Just as Wen Yan was about to speak, Boss Shi had already started pouring wine into Wen Yan's glass, "How about this, Miss Wen punishes herself with three drinks, and it's an apology for me, Miss Wen, what do you think?"

In this situation, if Wen Yan doesn't listen anymore, there should be more than three cups waiting for her.

So this time, Wen Yan didn't say anything, stood up and picked up the wine Mr. Shi poured for her, and drank it quickly with his head held high.

Mr. Shi immediately applauded, "Okay, Miss Wen is really courageous."

Wen Yan didn't know how to drink at all, but when he came here for a drink at first, he actually felt a little uncomfortable, but it wasn't obvious.

Now that she drank three more cups, she felt warm all over, her mind went blank, her steps began to become vacant, and she staggered a few times.

Mr. Shi hurriedly reached out to hug her, and said with a fake smile: "Miss Wen? Are you okay? Can you still hear me?"

Without humming, she silently pushed away Boss Shi's fat hand that was wrapping around her waist. ,

But how could Mr. Shi let her go so easily?

His big hand was still around her waist, and he even leaned over to smell her hair, making an intoxicated expression.

Wen Yan pushed him, but he staggered a bit, Mr. Shi smiled, "Miss Wen? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Wen Yan seemed to be really drunk, Mr. Shi pretended to be annoyed and said, "Miss Wen, are you drinking too much? Hey, if Miss Wen had said that you can't drink, I, Mr. Shi, would not have forced you."

Wen Yan felt top-heavy and uncomfortable, but his mind was still somewhat clear.

She tried her best to break free from Boss Shi's hand holding her waist, sat down, looked at Rong Yuqi who was sitting opposite her with somewhat blurred eyes, "Rong... Manager Rong, I'm sorry, I, I I feel a little uncomfortable, I want to go back and rest first, is that okay?"

Rong Yuqi glanced over, and said in a neutral tone: "Since you're drunk, it won't help if you stay, but... it's not an example."

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and was about to answer, Rong Yuqi said again: "I heard that you rarely drank before, but as a qualified and excellent secretary, you must drink well, so in the future I hope Secretary Wen can practice your drinking power, otherwise you will be drunk the next time you come out before our contract is negotiated, so there is no use for us to keep you, right? "

Wen Yan's mind was half blank, he was in a mess, and his head was very uncomfortable, but surprisingly, she understood what Rong Yuqi said to her.

She nodded, "I...I understand."

Wen Yan said, leaning on the table, stood up, got up and left.

Mr. Shi got up very kindly, "Miss Wen is so beautiful, she can't walk steadily when she's drunk, it's too dangerous to go home alone at night, how about this, I'll ask my driver to take you go home?"

Wen Yan pushed his hand away: "Thanks... Thank you Mr. Shi, but no need, I'll just go back by car."

Mr. Shi smiled, stroking her waist restlessly, "Miss Wen, don't be polite to me, anyway, I didn't leave so soon, the driver is also idle when he is idle."

"Need not--"

"Secretary Wen, since Mr. Shi is so kind, you have to give Mr. Shi some face."

Suddenly, Rong Yuqi smiled at Mimi's opening.

At this time, he was sipping the wine in small sips, his movements were elegant and noble, and Xiao Mei, who was clinging to him, couldn't hide her fascination, and a pair of soft and boneless hands were on his body. groping.

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt that his chaotic mind was a little clearer, and the astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Rong Yuqi.

Rong Yuqi looked at her with a smile, his eyes were bottomless, it was difficult for Wen Yan to tell what was in his eyes.

Wen Yan clutched his bag and didn't speak any more.

Mr. Shi knew that Rong Yuqi was ordering Wen Yan to be obedient.

Mr. Shi felt that he had succeeded, and smiled triumphantly. While supporting Wen Yan more gently, those big hands became more unscrupulous, and said, "Miss Wen doesn't know where my car is parked, does she? Come on, I'll hold Wen Yan." get out."

Wen Yan felt that she was very clear-headed at the moment, even though she couldn't even stand upright now.

She struggled, and said in a cold voice: Don't dare to bother Mr. Shi, my friend is also eating here, I just ask my friend to come pick me up. "

Mr. Shi did not expect that Wen Yan would not listen to Rong Yuqi's words. At this moment, Wen Yan's patience was worn out, and while smiling, he dragged Wen Yan out forcefully, "No trouble, no trouble, it's just a little effort, Wen Yan Miss, why are you being too polite? In the future, our company will cooperate with the Rong family, so we will be a family. Since we are a family, don’t be too polite. If you are too polite, you will be alienated, right? "

Although Wen Yan was still quite clear-headed, but because she was drunk, her feet were sluggish, and her body was weak, so she tried to struggle, but it was useless, and she was dragged to the door by Boss Shi.

Wen Yan's eyes were slightly red, he gritted his teeth, and was about to turn his head back to ask Rong Yuqi for help, but Mr. Shi was a step ahead of her, looked back at Rong Yuqi, and said with a smile: "Manager Rong, I'll walk away for a while, I will come back after sending Miss Wen to the car, I hope Mr. Rong doesn't mind. "

Although that's what he said, it's hard to say if he really sent Wen Yan to the car and whether he will come back or not.

Wen Yan didn't look back, he seemed to hear Rong Yuqi's laughter, and he said, "Then trouble Mr. Shi."

Wen Yan's slightly opened mouth slowly closed, and he stopped talking.

"It's just a little effort, no trouble, no trouble." Mr. Shi's wretched eyes fell on the gentle and elegant figure, he smiled, and said to the woman named Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, take good care of me." Does Manager Rong know? Don't neglect our distinguished guests."

Xiao Mei responded coquettishly, "Boss Shi, Xiao Mei understands, you should send Secretary Wen back first."

After Boss Shi finished giving his orders, he turned around and helped Wen Yan to leave, and said, "Miss Wen, it looks like you're quite drunk, you don't even remember where you live at home? Otherwise, I'll take you to my house for a night first, Take you home tomorrow?"

Wen Yan struggled with a sullen little face, "Mr. Shi, I... know how to go by myself."

Mr. Shi's hands became more and more revealing, covering the bulge on Wen Yan's chest, "Secretary Wen just likes to be brave, you can't even stand still."

Wen Yan's eyes were slightly red, but her mind was clear and calm, "Mr. Shi, please let me go!"

Seeing that Wen Yan's ignorance was still struggling, Mr. Shi stopped pretending and said with a sneer, "Secretary Wen, at this point, I think you'd better stop struggling. Manager Rong already understands what he means, and he hopes You stay with me for one night, if you want your job, just listen to Manager Rong obediently, otherwise...you want to hang around in the capital, but it's impossible."

"Go away!"

Wen Yan bit his lips tightly, hiding the emotions in his heart, and without thinking about anything, he slammed his knee hard into Boss Shi's crotch!

"Um—you..."

Wen Yan was forced by the situation, so she exhausted all her strength, and Boss Shi burst into tears in pain, covered her crotch, and fell to the ground.

Wen Yan's head hurt more and more, and she staggered slightly, leaning on the wall and leaving quickly.

"you--"

Mr. Shi wanted to leave, but the pain was so bad that he couldn't stand up at all, and watched Wen Yan leave helplessly.

After all, Wen Yan was drunk. Although she told herself to leave quickly, it actually backfired. She didn't leave quickly.

When she got to the elevator, Mr. Shi was struggling to stand up.

Holding on to his handbag desperately, his eyes were fixed on the numbers displayed on the elevator. Fortunately, when Mr. Shi stood up, the elevator arrived.

Just about to enter the elevator, the people in the elevator were stunned when they saw her, "Miss Wen?"

It was Rong Baijin.

Wen Yan looked back, and Mr. Shi had already chased after him with weird steps, and she quickly entered the elevator.

Wen Yan's footsteps were vain, her cheeks were flushed, and she smelled faintly of alcohol. Rong Baijin noticed it as soon as she came in.

He stepped forward to support her, "Miss Wen? Are you... drunk? "

Wen Yan nodded, glanced at him, and suddenly grabbed his sleeve tightly, "You...you said you still owe me, right?"

Rong Baijin smiled, and glanced at the sleeves she was holding, "Yes."

She supported her aching temple, "The gang, help me once."

Although someone got rid of Boss Shi, Wen Yan wasn't sure if she could escape 100% of the time, and she was so drunk now, even if she took a taxi or took the subway, she might not be safe.

Rong Baijin thought for a moment, "Help you? Take you home?"

"Correct."

"Even if I don't owe you a favor, I'll take you home. You're welcome, Miss Wen."

Wen Yan's head was dizzy, and after leaning on the handrail of the elevator to stabilize himself, he said, "Also...you can't let that Mr. Shi, take, take me away."

Rong Baijin narrowed his eyes, then frowned and asked, "Didn't you come out to socialize with Yu Qi today? Why are you so drunk? Where's Yu Qi?"

Wen Yan closed his eyes without humming.

Rong Baijin didn't ask any more questions, and the elevator was downstairs now.

Rong Baijin helped her to get out of the elevator.

Rong Baijin's assistant was also there, and Rong Baijin asked his assistant to help Wen Yan order a hangover soup in the hotel, and bring it to Wen Yan, and when he got into the car later, Wen Yan had something to drink.

Wen Yan's footsteps were disordered and he couldn't walk fast, even with Rong Baijin supporting her. He saw that Wen Yan's consciousness was getting more and more unconscious, so he hurriedly asked, "Miss Wen, where do you live?"

Wen Yan's head hurt, and he spoke a series of addresses intermittently.

As he spoke, his consciousness became more and more blurred, his eyelids became heavier, and his back pressed against Rong Baijin's chest.

Wen Yan is not particularly tall, she is only 1.7 meters in high heels that are four or five centimeters in height.

Rong Baijin's height is over 1.8 meters [-], with Wen Yan leaning against his chest, he can clearly smell the seemingly unknown fragrance of her hair, which is elegant but pleasant.

Rong Baijin paused, staring at Wen Yan's pure white and pretty face, his deep eyes were like a dark pool of water, bottomless.

Wen Yan noticed that the two of them stopped suddenly, and she only had a half-consciousness, "Hurry... let's go."

Rong Baijin didn't say a word, but suddenly bent down and hugged her up.

Wen Yan just felt that his eyelids were heavy, but he didn't fall asleep. Noticing Rong Baijin's actions, he froze for a moment.

Just as he was about to speak, the door of another elevator suddenly opened.

Mr. Shi ran out in a hurry, looking around, looking for Wen Yan's figure.

Because Wen Yan and Rong Baijin hadn't gone far, Mr. Shi immediately noticed that Wen Yan was hugged by a tall man at the door and walked out of the hotel.

"Miss Wen!"

Mr. Shi quickly chased after him.

Mr. Shi's kick by Wen Yan hasn't healed yet, so his walking is still very weird.

Wen Yan squeezed Rong Baijin's sleeve, "Go—"

But Mr. Shi quickly caught up, and was about to speak, when he saw that the person holding Wen Yan was Rong Baijin, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yuan, it's Manager Rong."

Rong Baijin gave Wen Yan a look, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"This...it's like this, Wen, Miss Wen is drunk, I, I, Mr. Rong Qi ordered me to send Miss Wen home—"

"Oh, I happen to know where Xiaoyan's family lives, and I'll just take her home."

Mr. Shi wiped his sweat, "This--this seems to be against the rules. Miss Wen is Mr. Rong Yuqi's secretary, I..."

"If there is any problem with Yuqi, I will tell him, you don't have to worry, the one under Xiaoyan is very drunk, I will send her back to rest first, sir, please don't worry."

Mr. Shi also knew that Rong Baijin meant that he didn't want to let him go.

The meat that reached his mouth flew away like this, and he was naturally unwilling, but facing Rong Baijin, no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to admit it, "This--well, then there will be Manager Laorong."

Rong Baijin smiled, hugged Wen Yan and left, but after he took two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked in one direction to the side.

Wen Yan was still awake, and noticed it, and opened his eyes slightly, "What... what's wrong?"

Rong Baijin withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "I seem to... see an acquaintance, um... very similar to my future siblings, but... I don't know if I've been blind."

Rong Baijin also stopped talking, and got into the car with Wen Yan in his arms.

Because his assistant went to buy hangover soup for Wen Yan and hasn't come back yet, so they didn't leave immediately after getting in the car.

Wen Yan leaned on the back of the chair, sluggish, his eyes closed, and he didn't make a sound.

Rong Baijin covered her with a blanket. At this time, his assistant came back and handed Rong Baijin the hangover soup.

Rong Baijin looked at Wen Yan, "Drinking some hangover soup will make you feel better."

Wen Yan opened his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Rong Baijin said, "Shall I feed you?"

"No, I can do it myself."

Rong Baijin didn't force it, he took the lunch box and asked her to spoon the soup.

Wen Yan drank half of it, but couldn't drink any more, Rong Baijin didn't rush her, and put away the rest, saving it for Wen Yan to drink when he got home.

Wen Yan seemed to feel a lot better after drinking the detoxification soup, and slowly fell asleep in Rong Baijin's car, but his brows were still tightly frowned.

When they arrived at Wen Yan's residence, Wen Yan didn't wake up, and Rong Baijin didn't wake her up, and carried her into the elevator.

"Well……"

Wen Yan suddenly let out a muffled snort, seeming to be very uncomfortable, and his brows frowned into a "sichuan".

"Miss Wen? Are you awake?"

"Uh-uh-"

Wen Yan responded, covering his little mouth, pushing Rong Baijin with his little hands.

Rong Baijin knew at a glance that she was going to vomit, so he let her down slowly, and was about to speak, when Wen Yan couldn't wait to enter the house, so he couldn't help but vomited out at the door.

"Uh, uh—"

Rong Baijin stood quite close, and when he was speaking warmly, it was too late for him to walk away. His shoes were stained with dirt from the words spoken out, and even a few drops were splashed on the shoes.

However, it is not obvious, but there are a lot of stains on the two shoes.

After Wen Yan vomited for a while, it took a while to catch his breath and stopped vomiting.

Rong Baijin stepped forward and handed her a tissue.

Wen Yan took it, and was about to thank him, when he saw the dirt sticking to his shoes, he froze for a moment, "I'm sorry..."

Rong Baijin smiled, "It's fine."

Wen Yan's head still hurts, but it's not as uncomfortable as before, and he is a little more awake, but he still walks shakyly.

She opened the door with the key, and opened it for a while before reaching the door.

Rong Baijin weighed what was left of Wen Yan's drink in his hand, "This is hangover soup, you can drink some more later, you should feel much more comfortable after drinking it."

"thanks."

Wen Yan responded, seeing the stains on Rong Baijin's shoes, it was so appalling that he even looked at them with disgust.

Rong Baijin didn't follow her into the house, but just asked her: "Is there a tissue? I want to wipe the things on my shoes."

"Yes... yes, please wait a moment."

Wen Yan didn't let Rong Baijin into the house either. With Song Yichen's example, she knew that no matter how much she trusted her, she couldn't let them in casually.

She closed the door, went into the room, found a tissue, and handed it to Rong Baijin.

Because the door was covered with a lot of dirt she spit out, it was very dirty, so Wen Yan asked her to come in to polish her shoes, where there happened to be a trash can.

Rong Baijin squatted down and wiped the dirt on the shoes. The upper was actually easy to wipe, but it wasn't 100% clean, and there was still a layer of stuff sticking to it.And the shoelaces are not easy to wipe, and it is impossible to wipe them clean.

Even if it can be wiped clean, there will be an unpleasant smell left on it...

Wen Yan watched Rong Baijin shine his shoes, feeling a little sorry.

She seemed to have thought of something, went into the room, and came out with something in her hand. She opened the box and said, "This...you should put it on first."

"This is……"

"New, never worn, I don't know if it suits you."

Rong Baijin glanced at it, and didn't delay. He took it and tried it. He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled, "It's very suitable, thank you."

"You're welcome. It's useless for me to keep these shoes. If you don't mind, I can give them to you. You don't have to return them."

"Sure?"

Wen Yan nodded.

Without delay, Rong Baijin put on the shoes he was wearing earlier, put them on the box, and carried them back, "Then I'll go first, you should rest early."

Wen Yan nodded, "Go slowly."

Rong Baijin left.

Wen Yan closed the door, went back to the living room numbly, curled up on the sofa and hugged his legs, his eyes were slightly red.

She was the only one in the house, and the kitten seemed to know that she was back, but it didn't bother her, it just walked around her.

So the room was very quiet.

So, after a while, even the faint sobs in the living room could be heard clearly.

……

The next day, Wen Yan woke up in a daze, and heard a small sound in the house.

like……

It came from the kitchen.

Wen Yan twitched his eyebrows, and slowly opened his sour eyes.

She moved her body and was about to get up, but she felt a severe headache and was also weak all over. She woke up and lay down again.

"Wen Yan, are you awake?"

There was a gentle pause, and a pause in the eyes, "Chi Ran?"

Chi Ran was still wearing an apron, "It's me, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Wen Yan rubbed the throbbing eyebrows, "You...why are you here?"

Chi Ran sat down, reached out and touched her forehead, "You don't remember? You have a fever, which scared me to death."

"I have a fever?"

"Yes, I called you after work at noon, and asked you to go shopping together tonight, but who knew that when you answered the phone, the voice was not right, and the phone was disconnected while talking, which scared me to death. You said, why are you such a big man, sleeping barefoot on the sofa without a quilt in such a cold weather?"

Wen Yan frowned and thought for a while, it seemed... there was such a thing, but she was in a daze and didn't remember very clearly.

"Thank you."

"What are you being polite about?" Chi Ran stopped, "I thought you might be waking up soon, so I made some ginger porridge for you. You go upstairs to wash up, and come down to drink some to replenish your strength."

"Ah."

Wen Yan got up, suddenly remembered something, froze for a moment, "Now... what time is it?"

"It's past four in the afternoon."

Wen Yan's face paused.

"Is it a matter of going to work? I don't know which one is your company number, so I didn't ask for leave for you."

Wen Yan shook his head and smiled, "It's okay."

She glanced at the mobile phone on the coffee table, but she didn't intend to make a call.

But she didn't call, but her cell phone rang at this moment.

Wen Yan glanced at it, but didn't answer.

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be very patient. If she didn't answer, the other side would not hang up.

Chi Ran glanced at it, seemed to understand something, walked a little further, and said, "I'll serve you porridge."

After a while, Wen Yan answered the phone.

"Miss Wen, the company has official rules and regulations, why don't you call and talk if you don't come to work?"

Over there, Xiao Lin's voice was very cold.

"Hold, cough, sorry, I just woke up."

It may be that she had a severe fever, and she didn't drink any water when she woke up, so her voice was very hoarse and dry.

Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes, Wen Yan only said a few words, and then he heard something was wrong, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ah."

Wen Yan didn't intend to say more about this, "I may not be able to go to work today, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, sir, you can rest today. I just called to ask when you can go to work."

Wen Yan immediately stopped talking when he heard Mr. Rong's words.

Xiao Lin seemed to want to confirm something, "Are you... not feeling well?"

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern. If there's nothing else, I want to rest first."

After Wen Yan finished speaking, he waited for the other side to speak, but another voice came from the phone, "Kitty cat? Are you uncomfortable? What's wrong?"

Hearing this voice, Wen Yan suddenly burst into tears for some reason.

She covered her small mouth, restrained herself, and did not speak.

"Little cat? Why don't you talk? Huh?"

The voice of the person on the other side of the phone was still laughing at Mimi, and it was still her familiar voice, and the appearance of him laughing like this could still clearly appear in her mind.

As Wen Yan thought about it, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Kitty cat?"

Wen Yan wiped the tears that had slid down her cheeks, she didn't sob, but her voice was hoarse with a cold hair, "I'm fine, thank you Mr. Rong for your concern, if there's nothing else, I want to rest first, is that okay?" ?”

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, and I don't know if I didn't hear what Wen Yan said or if I was really worried about Wen Yan, "Ah, kitten, what's wrong with your voice? Did you drink too much yesterday? Up to the throat?"

Wen Yan didn't show any signs of impatience either, except for the silent tears when she first heard Rong Yuqi's voice, she was very calm, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, I will go to work on time tomorrow, and I will give you today." Sorry for the trouble you caused."

The person over there seems to have completely forgotten what happened last night, and said with a smile: "Little cat, if you want to rest more, you can take a good rest and then go to work."

"Thank you Mr. Rong."

"Then you have a good rest."

Wen Yan responded, and was about to hang up, when she remembered something, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Rong, there is one more thing."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

The voice over there is very gentle and affectionate.Drowning gives people an illusion of: "Say it, I will agree to whatever you say."

Wen Yan glanced at the kitchen. Chi Ran was still busy in the kitchen, so she said seriously, "Mr. Rong, since the situation has changed, I think we should revise our contract."

"Oh? What do you say?"

Wen Yan glanced at the back of the kitchen, got up and went upstairs, and said, "No matter what the situation is now, what status I am, our previous contract did not say that you can give me away at will. This is my responsibility. What I want to emphasize to you is that apart from you, I think I still have my own freedom, right?"

The other side did not refute her words, and said with concern: "Little cat, your voice sounds very hoarse. I can't hear what you are saying. Are you very uncomfortable and need to rest? Then take a good rest." , you want to talk to me about anything, we can talk about it after you recover, right?"

Wen Yan felt that he was changing the subject, and his face was very ugly, "I still have the strength to speak, Mr. Rong, please don't worry...cough cough, worry."

Rong Yuqi's voice paused, and he restrained his smile, "Little cat, you... have a cold? Why do you cough all of a sudden?"

Wen Yan replied, she just had a runny nose.

She sniffed, ignored Rong Yuqi's concern whether it was true or not, and insisted, "I want to make this clear to you today...today, and I don't want to delay."

"Little cat, are you at home? May I go find you?"

"Need not!"

Wen Yan was a little angry. The two of them communicated as if they were never on the same channel.

But the other side smiled aggrievedly, "Little Maomao, why are you so fierce?"