Got married to a billionaire CEO after get off work

Lingyu Group is a very orderly big machine. There is no such thing as being unorganized and undisciplined that you can leave your job in advance. Although there is still an hour until the end of get off work, you still have to ask for leave through the company's administrative system.

Lan Jianeng became Yu Feiwan's chief secretary. She was a well-known work machine. She could be said to be a complete replica of Yu Feiwan at work. She had extremely high requirements for her work. Unless she was about to die, she would not agree to take leave without reason. of.

So Sang Yu planned to sneak away.

He said hello to his colleagues in the secretary's office and told him that there was something going on at home. If Lan Jia asked, he would help with it.

My colleague responded.

Sang Yu safely screwed on the canvas bag and quietly slipped into the elevator.

She got the certificate from her boss, but the entire company's employees didn't know that Sang Yu had an inexplicable guilty conscience, and she walked a little sneakily.

In fact, I am still nervous.

Quite nervous.

She is getting married soon, so she should be nervous.

Who is not nervous about getting married, right?

So Sang Yu nervously came to the underground parking lot and looked around for a moment. Soon, a pure black Rolls-Royce came to her side.

The straight waterfall grille on the front of the car and the iconic platinum figure are polished to a shine. When stopped, it looks like a dormant steel beast, luxurious and precious.

Sang Yu: "..."

She froze in place and didn't move.

She was intimidated by the car.

The driver honked the horn, and Sang Yu came back to her senses. She glanced at the handle with a metallic luster.

Without hesitation, he reached out and opened the car door.

It was like opening the door to another world - the world belonging to Yu Feiwan.

First she smelled a nice perfume.

Light, not greasy, a bit like cedar, full of cool feeling, very fresh.

Sang Yu took a look and saw that there were only the driver and Yu Feiwan in the car.

Wen Yan still has to deal with work and stay in the company.

So the moment she opened the car door, she saw Yu Feiwan with his eyes closed and concentrating.

Ah!

It's real!

Yu Feiwan has a top-notch physique, and his side face lines are like being cut with gold, which can be described as perfect. Therefore, his appearance is very impactful, and at first glance, it is simply frightening.

But he was sleeping and seemed tired.

No matter how powerful it is, it is also a carbon-based organism. Even people will get tired sometimes.

Sang Yu knew what was going on and didn't interrupt. He gently closed the car door and sat quietly.

Her legs were closed very cautiously, with the canvas bag pressed on her legs. She held the bag in her hands and rubbed her fingertips back and forth on the rough fabric.

It's exactly like a primary school student sitting.

The carriage was very spacious, and the leather material wrapped around her back, which was soft and comfortable. The starry sky roof that she had only seen online was hanging above her head at this moment.

Sang Yu's mood was a bit hard to describe.

She sighed inwardly and adjusted her breathing slowly.

In fact, she was so panicked that she didn't know how to position her hands and feet, and she felt very cramped.

No way, she needs time to adapt.

Adapt to Yu Feiwan, adapt to his rhythm, and adapt to...the future "married" life!

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The Rolls-Royce drove out of Lingyu Building and walked onto Century Avenue.

It's [-]:[-] now, before off-duty time, and there's no traffic jam.

Speechless all the way.

Halfway through, Yu Feiwan's voice sounded without warning: "Have you brought your household registration book?"

Sang Yu was startled: "Take it... take it."

After being admitted to college, her household registration was moved to the school. She recently applied for a new ID card. The company asked for additional information, and she happened to have all the documents with her.

"Turn your face."

Sang Yu said "Ah", then turned around and saw Yu Feiwan, "What, what's wrong?"

Yu Feiwan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her: "Do you bring any cosmetics?"

"Wha...what?" Sang Yu couldn't follow his topic.

Yu Feiwan felt a little impatient in his heart.

Isn't it a direct answer "I brought it" or "I didn't bring it"?

She is still timid and can't even speak fluently. Didn't she graduate from Peking University? The students trained by Peking University are all such stupid brains?