100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Her senses were filled with Ming Jiaye's strength and dominance.

When the man was feeling emotional, there was a knock on the office door.

Before he could say come in, the door was already pushed open.

I saw Yuan Dahai holding a supplement box in both hands and shouting angrily: "Mingshi, I heard you were injured! I brought you some supplements, and there are two more!" The old hen...

I really can’t say what I said next!

He scratched his head in embarrassment, put down the supplements and chicken, and left the office as quickly as possible...

The door was closed with a "knock".

She struggled to get off his lap, her fair and tender face turned red, and she looked extremely shy.

But he held her tightly and didn't let go.

"Put me down." The little girl's voice was small and delicate, with a trembling ending. He might not have been able to hear it if he wasn't close.

"What are you panicking about?"

"My uncle will scold me if he knows I have a puppy love." Her eyes were red, her beautiful little tears were about to fall, and she sniffed, looking so pitiful.

"I'm here to tell him, don't be afraid."

He really felt sorry for her like this.

"Yes." She gently hugged Ming Gaye's neck, with only innocence and pity in her eyes.

Afraid that the little girl would feel uncomfortable, he asked someone to sit in the lounge for a while.

Yuan Dahai was called in alone to talk...

The two sat facing each other and were silent for a few minutes.

Only then did Ming Jiaye speak.

"Huanhuan and I are together."

Yuan Dahai touched his nose with a serious face. What should he do? He couldn't hold it in any longer and was about to laugh!

Ming Jiaye also knew that the elders would not be too happy if someone's little cabbage was targeted by a man from outside, so he frowned and lowered his attitude: "From now on, we will be a family with you."

"Ah."

His fingers are shaking. What should I do? I really want to laugh?

Ming Jiaye frowned, and the corners of Yuan Dahai's mouth twitched. Was he so unsuitable to be his niece's son-in-law?

"I'm the one pursuing her, and she's too embarrassed to reject me, so don't talk to her when you go back. Little girls are thin-skinned, but I'm very serious about Jin Huan. As soon as she reaches the legal age, I can get married at any time as long as you agree. .”

"Ah."

Ming Jia Ye:......

Yuan Dahai restrained the corners of his mouth that always wanted to raise. Forget it, let's go back today. Xiao Ming can scream at any time, so as not to make others see that he is a pervert.

Ming Jiaye personally sent them out.

When he came back, the secretary-general asked him solemnly if he needed someone to keep an eye on Yuan Dahai? Has this person committed something? Otherwise, why would Mingshi personally send him a project contractor to the gate?

"It's okay. When he comes later, you should be more polite."

......

in the car

Yuan Dahai was already staring out the window, covering his mouth and giggling from time to time.

This symptom lasted about three minutes.

Jinhuan glanced at him, but he didn't respond, and then glanced at him again, but the other person still didn't respond.

He simply stopped looking at him.

After arriving home, he also hummed a little tune all the way to the study to work.

Jin Huan raised her eyebrows, but after all she didn't pay much attention to his reaction.

She and Ming Jiaye usually met in the morning, but today their relationship was confirmed. He specially postponed some meals and moved time in the evening.

Yuan Dahai didn't dare to care about her, but Jinhuan told him to call him every half an hour starting at 09:30 in the evening, and the man responded repeatedly.

At [-]:[-] a.m., a low-key black Volkswagen parked in front of the building.

The car is low-key, but the license plate is not low-key at all, with 5 8s.

The car was driven by Ming Jiaye himself.

She was in the passenger seat.

The little girl looked a little restrained, with her hands on her knees and behaved herself.

Mingjiaye pursed her lower lip slightly, feeling a little itchy in her throat.

He opened the cigarette case with one hand and took out a cigarette from it. He had stopped smoking this for a while, and the two he had recently lit were all because of her.

The clear white smoke slightly covered the darkness in his eyes.

It's just that the more you want to suppress some things, the more you can't suppress them.

The car was parked in a parking space in the far corner of the hotel.

The dark shadows of the trees outside were vaguely scary, and the afterglow of the street lights could not reach here, especially the passenger seat was against the wall. Once the lights in the car were dimmed, nothing could be seen.

As soon as her green little hands were put on the seat belt buckles, a touch of warmth felt on the back of her hands.

"Uncle Ming." The little girl raised her head slightly to look at him, but her back unconsciously pressed against the back of the chair. Her fingers curled up uneasily, looking a little scared.

"Click" sound.

He helped her unbuckle her seat belt, but he didn't leave.

"Uncle Ming." She breathed a little, her eyelashes trembled, and she clenched her pure white skirt little by little.