Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Eve gritted her teeth. She saw WeChat yesterday and called Lu Junyan.

As a result, he only replied coldly with seven words, "This is not what you should ask," and then hung up the phone.

He doesn't like others to ask about his whereabouts, and she can't touch mine.

"A friend of mine saw Brother Junyan on the beach and said he was with you. Tell me, did she see it wrong?"

She might as well spread the matter and see how she answers!

Now, An Qi understood. No wonder he asked her about her vacation as soon as she came in the morning.

It turns out something strange is here.

Damn, I can travel thousands of miles to eat and be seen by others!

"Your friend must have read it right, Mr. Lu and I. Chenfeng took me to the film and television city to watch the crew filming, and I happened to meet Mr. Lu inspecting the film and television city. We made an appointment to go to the beach to eat seafood, but Chenfeng had to leave because of something. I ate with Mr. Lu and talked about work for a while."

She used a relaxed and calm tone, did not evade or avoid, but seemed upright and upright.

Eve was really surprised, she didn't expect her to admit it openly.

"You don't want to use your relationship with Third Young Master to get close to Brother Junyan, do you?"

"Can't you?" An Qi sneered and walked out.

Eve stared at her back, a sinister cold light flashing in her eyes.

Brother Junyan went to City A, and she also went to City A. She always felt weird and something was wrong.

After An Qi returned to her seat, she immediately sent a WeChat message to Lu Junyan and told him what had just happened.

[I admit that we ate together, and we were not afraid of the shadows. 】

Lu Junyan quickly replied with four words: [I understand. 】

At noon, she was about to go to the restaurant to eat when she saw Eve standing up excitedly, "In the afternoon, I will accompany Mr. Lu to play golf. If you need anything, just send me a WeChat message."

After saying that, he walked out with a smile on his face.

An Qi curled her lips, she was like a groundhog, hiding underground and afraid to see the light, but others showed off her affection in a high-profile way, for fear that no one would know that she was the big boss's little lover.

The office suddenly became lively.

"Is Eve dating the big boss?"

"What does a small director mean? Maybe, Eve will be the future CEO's wife." Emma said deliberately, saying this specifically for Angel to hear.

After being dismissed by An Qi, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

When Eve takes the position, she is afraid that she will not be able to stand up, and by then she will be crying because she is overestimating her abilities.

Mark sneered and said, "Do you think Miss Lin is a vegetarian? She is from a royal family. Whoever dares to challenge her position will risk his life?"

"Tch!" Emma rolled her eyes at him angrily, "What about the royal family? Everyone knows that the big boss doesn't like her. She is just like Chen Ajiao, who will be deposed sooner or later. And Eve is Wei Zifu, the real MG Queen.”

Mark sneered: "Wei Zifu will not end well, he will be even worse than Chen Ajiao!"

Emma spat at him, "I'm just making a metaphor. Eve is the person that the big boss likes. Isn't it just a matter of taking the position of director? You might as well quit and keep your job at least. , otherwise I won’t even be able to stay in the design department in the future.”

An Qi didn't show her expression, took a sip of milk, and said slowly: "Instead of talking here, it's better to design well. As long as you can become irreplaceable, the boss will have to compromise. There is no reason for him to take away a general who can make money. Give it up to your competitors?"

In the past two days, when she calmed down, she thought about it carefully.

The big boss doesn't allow her to change jobs. Apart from her identity, the most important thing is to know her abilities.

She is going to ENUE, and it must be him who loses.

Therefore, she may not lose this competition.

As long as she keeps putting pressure, he won't dare to show favoritism.