The villain is a vinegar jar

Chapter 454 I Want Your Life 1

Chapter 454 I Want Your Life 38
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Chen appeared at the door of Jiaoyue's office.

Jiaoyue called someone in and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come pick Jiaojiao up from get off work." Song Chen walked to Jiaoyue's side, "How much work does Jiaojiao have?"

Jiaoyue looked at the piled up documents and felt a headache.

She has distributed a lot of documents, but there are still so many documents to see.

It seems that this file is endless.

"Jiaojiao has worked hard." Song Chen walked behind Jiaoyue and rubbed her shoulders, "Go ahead and read the documents, I'll help you squeeze your shoulders."

"Okay." Jiaoyue sat up straight, and Song Chen pinched her shoulders for her.

Song Chen's technique was good. Although Jiaoyue spread out the document, she never turned to the next page.

After more than ten minutes, Song Chen bent over to Jiaoyue's cheek, and kissed her lightly, "Jiaojiao, let's go to work, I'll sit on the sofa and do the paperwork."

"Yeah." Jiaoyue watched him walk towards the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and started to write questions online.

After reading the documents for a while, Jiaoyue got up quietly, walked behind him, saw that he was studying mathematics, and asked, "I'll get you a pen and paper."

"No need." Song Chen called to stop Jiaoyue, "I can do mental arithmetic."

Bright Moon: "..."

Jiaoyue reached out and ruffled his hair, "What do you want to drink?"

"I'll drink whatever you drink." Song Chen said that he is very easy to support and can do anything.

Jiaoyue walked to the desk, dialed the secretary's internal line, and ordered a glass of juice for Song Chen.

The two are like this, one is studying, the other is working, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

At six o'clock, Jiaoyue got up and said to Song Chen, "Let's go, let's go home."

Song Chen looked at the documents piled up next to him, "Don't you need to read it, Jiaojiao?"

"No need." Jiaoyue said: "These documents are not in a hurry, just take your time. Generally, urgent documents are read on the spot."

Song Chen nodded, "Then let's go home."

Holding hands, the two took the exclusive elevator and got off the parking lot together.

On the way back, Jiaoyue asked: "What do you think of the teacher I hired for you? Do you need to change?"

"No, they're all fine." Song Chen leaned on Jiaoyue's shoulder and began to talk about the day's affairs.

Each of the teachers has its own characteristics, and Song Chen likes the math teacher the most.

The math teacher is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is knowledgeable and a bit serious, but not rigid.

What he disliked the most was the young English teacher, because she smelled of strong perfume, which was a bit pungent.

"However, I told her not to wear perfume next time."

After the car drove a certain distance, Song Chen suddenly said: "Jiaojiao, can you study with me at night?"

"Yes." Jiaoyue replied, "You study, and I will play drama."

Song Chen was suddenly discouraged, "It would be great if I could be born a few years earlier, then I can go to school with Jiaojiao and study with you."

Jiaoyue couldn't help teasing him, "Then how are you sure that we would know each other if we were born a few years earlier?"

Song Chen blinked, "It seems so, forget it, I don't want to know Jiaojiao earlier, it's good like this."

Jiaoyue stretched out her hand to pinch his face, she smiled without saying a word.

In the next period of time, Song Chen will be the same as this day. During the day, he will study at home. After the teacher leaves, he will come to Jiaoyue's company again. He studies and Jiaoyue reads documents.

In order to make Song Chen feel more balanced, Jiaoyue would bring some documents home with him when studying with him at night.

The two sat in the study, he studied and she read documents.

Occasionally, Song Chen would ask Jiaoyue questions.

(End of this chapter)

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