After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Elevator door.

Ji Yang was just about to reach out and press the door button, but unexpectedly found that the elevator displayed the number 28. Is there anyone in it?

This elevator used to be used by Chairman Ye alone, but now it is used by Mr. Song. Ye Jinglan usually rides in it occasionally, but he is rarely a person with this kind of style. After all, walking in now is not justified. It's not going well, so it's impossible for anyone in the company except Mr. Song to dare to enter this elevator.

Who is inside?

The corners of Ji Yang's eyes twitched slightly. He glanced at Song Wenjing. The man frowned and was studying the information in his hands carefully. Ji Yang thought about it and pressed the door open button, but the double doors of the elevator opened slightly. At the same moment, it slammed shut again.

Ji Yang, "......"

He pondered for 5 seconds - Could it be that there is something wrong with the elevator?

With a slight cough, he pressed the door-open button again, frowning and looking at the double doors of the elevator. As soon as the double doors opened, they closed again in less than 2 seconds.

Ji Yang, "......"

He is now basically sure that there must be someone here, but who dares to do such...childish things in the CEO's private elevator?

Ji Yang stretched out his hand and touched the corners of his eyes. He probably, should, maybe... could estimate who was inside. He had bought Miss Nian's clothes just now...

"Ahem, Mr. Song..."

Ji Yang lowered his eyes and hesitated, should he say something?

Song Wenjing's eyes were still on the document in his hand. Hearing this, he said "hmm". After reading the last line, he pointed at the last data with his long and sharp finger, frowned and said in a low voice, "Not here, wait a minute." Please ask them to get another document. It needs to be increased by another 2 percentage points. I will talk to the other party in person in the afternoon."

Ji Yang nodded and immediately took the document handed to him by Song Wenjing. He was just about to talk about the elevator. Only then did Song Wenjing realize that the elevator door was still closed, but the indicator light was on. There should be someone inside. He happened to be lighting a cigarette. He paused briefly, closed the lighter, and put it into his pocket. The hand holding the cigarette reached over and pressed the door button. He squinted and asked Ji Yang: "Is there someone inside? Or is it an elevator?" There has been a breakdown?"

"........."

The corners of Ji Yang's mouth twitched stiffly, "...I, too, am not too sure."

Looking embarrassed, Ji Yang held the folder and took two steps back. He touched his nose and thought, after a while, he will probably be a light bulb. Forget it, he might as well choose to take the elevator next to him. Mr. Song will definitely enter this elevator later. After entering... he will probably come out again. It will take a while.

A trace of displeasure flashed through Song Wenjing's narrow and deep black eyes. He watched the double doors of the elevator open for less than 2 seconds and then closed quickly. He paused in his smoking motion and frowned, "Is there someone in there?"

The elevator doesn't seem to be broken, there must be someone inside, Song Wenjing concluded.

Ji Yang, "......"

This...should he say that Miss Nian is in there?

"Ok?"

The person behind him remained silent. Song Wenjing held a cigarette in the corner of her mouth and turned her head. She saw Ji Yang standing not far away with an embarrassed look on his face. It was so rare that the most capable and shrewd assistant around him would have such a person. With her expression on her face, Song Wenjing's head was of course turning very fast, and she had already thought of something at that moment.

He stretched out his hand, clamped the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, took a heavy drag, and then slowly puffed out the smoke. After a while, Ji Yang discovered that Mr. Song, who rarely smiled in front of him, actually curled up his lips and smiled. .

——The handsome face that was slightly obscured by the smoke, because of this slight smile, gave him a bit of an alluring look.

"Go down to the parking lot and wait for me." The man ordered in a low voice.

Ji Yang nodded very knowingly and quickly entered the elevator next to him.

Song Wenjing reached out to dust off the cigarette ashes, and did not rush to press the door button of the elevator. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, squinted one eye and took another puff of cigarette, and then said to the closed double doors of the elevator, "Want to Have you been hiding inside?"

"........."

Nian Zhi stood in the corner of the elevator, hiding. She kept poking at the door button, feeling that her index finger was about to be broken, but she had no face to face him, even though she knew that she was behaving like this. , how ridiculous and naive, but she just doesn’t have the courage to face him in the company, at least now, she doesn’t want to face him, she doesn’t dare to face him...

She heard what Liang Xicheng just said. Although the soundproofing of the elevator was good, she could naturally hear what he said clearly since the person was standing at the door.

Does he know he is hiding inside?

…………

Nian Zhi bit her lip in annoyance - it's embarrassing, it's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing!

Wouldn't it be enough to just run into your office? Why did you throw yourself into the elevator?

The momentary absence happened to allow Liang Xicheng outside to press the door-open button. Nian Zhi did not press the door-close button. She watched the double doors slowly open, and her heart skipped a beat. She was about to press the door-close button. Song Wenjing's movements were faster than hers. Quickly, she stretched out her legs and stepped on the door rail. Nian Zhi poked the button desperately, and the heavy door closed again, but it happened to pinch Song Wenjing's foot on the door rail.

The man grunted "Huh".

Nian Zhi's hand stopped for a moment, and his expression changed. He quickly released the door-close button, but after being stunned for a second, he pressed the door-open button almost reflexively.

"..." Nian Zhi thought with some trepidation, is his foot okay?

It only took 4 or 5 seconds to come and go. By the time Nian Zhi reacted, Song Wenjing had successfully entered the elevator. He pressed the edge of the elevator door with one hand, pinched out the cigarette between his fingers and threw it into the elevator door. into the trash can, then walked in sideways and pressed the door-close button with a calm expression. When the double doors of the elevator were completely closed, the man stretched out his long arm and scooped the woman hiding in the corner of the elevator into his arms. inside.