President! School belle! Please respect yourselves! !

Strangely enough, he always felt like he was being stared at when Sheng Qingning was in the office.

But after she went out, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

"Is this person your current secretary?"

After she went out, Chang Han glanced at the door of the office with lingering fear, fearing that there were ears in the wall.

"What's wrong? I asked you this suddenly." Lan Xin lowered his head and answered in a muffled voice.

Chang Han didn't hear anything wrong with Lan Xin's voice at all.

"Nothing else. If that person is your secretary, what kind of job does the person who came to pick me up before do now?"

?

Stinky brother, why is he asking about this?

And he also specifically emphasized what Ningbei does now.

Even if she heard wrong, then when Chang Han said he wanted to transfer her money just now, the two of them already had each other's contact information, right? !

Chang Han simply speculated whether Ningbei, who sent him something, might have been demoted by Lan Xin, so she seemed to be in a low mood on the road.

Lan Xin slowly raised his head at this time, with an unhappy expression on his face, "Is there something wrong? Or did she say something to you."

"No problem, it must be nothing. I just asked casually."

Seeing Lan Xin still staring at him in disbelief, he panicked.

"I really don't have any problem!" Chang Han explained, "I just found out that the people working around you have changed, so I asked out of curiosity."

A strange woman’s coat…

Looking anxious to explain...

The two already have contact information...

He took the initiative to care about her current situation...

"that is it?"

"that is it."

Lan Xin tucked her hanging hair behind her ears.

"Why can't I have two secretaries?"

"And why are you suddenly concerned about my little secretary?"

Lan Xin definitely didn't think much about it.

It's definitely not because he doesn't believe Chang Han that he asked.

She doesn't need a sense of security or anything like that.

"Of course there is nothing wrong with two secretaries..."

Chang Han said, it doesn't matter how many secretaries you want if you have money.

It's just that Lan Xin's second question made Chang Han a little difficult to answer.

Knowing that Lan Xin would think too much, she was naturally suspicious, so she had to answer perfectly.

"It's not like I care, I just feel that the style of painting has changed and I couldn't help but ask more."

Chang Han pretended to be thinking and looked at Lan Xin who was looking at him.

"Painting style?"

"What do you mean?"

Lan Xin thought it was Chang Han who said her hairstyle had changed today, so she raised her hand to straighten it out.

"It's not the hair, it's the difference in the picture when we stand together."

"Oh?" Lan Xin also roughly understood what Chang Han meant, "Then which one of the two do you like more?"

When Lan Xin and Ning Bei work together, they look more like a stern top boss and a novice with stage fright who just entered the workplace.

But Sheng Qingning is different. She and Lan Xin look more like the same kind of people when they stand together. He is also like a workaholic, someone who exploits employees to the fullest.

"Uh…"

What I asked myself so suddenly.

Chang Han always felt that this question was a proposition, and no answer would satisfy her.

"Well, each has its own advantages."

"If you can ask that, you must have already thought about it, right?"

What Lan Xin said suddenly broke through Chang Han's thoughts.

He is really keenly observant.

"Of course, being Mr. Lan's secretary is an advantage..."

Lan Xin didn't like smooth-talking people, and just one look made Chang Han shiver.

"Say it nicely."

"It's the same as before."

Chang Han speaks straightforwardly, without any hesitation.

"You should have said no earlier. Do you have to let me look at you like that before you tell the truth?" Lan Xin lowered her head and sorted the documents on the table.

That look?

Look at trash.

As the saying goes, showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing. Lan Xin believes that there are only two types of people who are glib and talkative.

Lan Xin opened the computer in front of her and the keyboard clicked loudly.

The street lights were on, and the bright snowflakes outside the window shone in the light and shadow like groups of small white moths.

Chang Han, who had been clamoring to go back since the afternoon, was actually quiet for so long...

"Are you hungry? Do you need some food?"

Lan Xin broke the silence and poked his head out to look at Chang Han, who was sitting motionless in front of him.

Chang Han held a black drawing board in his hand, and there was a clattering sound from time to time while holding a pencil in his hand.

Maybe because he was too focused, Chang Han didn't hear what Lan Xin said. It wasn't until Lan Xin stood up from his position that Chang Han noticed her.

"What to draw?"

Lan Xin picked up a glass of water on the table and walked to Chang Han.

"It's nothing haha, Mr. Lan, what did you just say...?"

Lan Xin tugged on his cheek, "Don't lie."

"You heard me."

Chang Han rubbed his neck and laughed, "I was too serious just now, I really didn't hear it."

"Really, if I lied to you, I would be struck by thunder and hit by a car when I went out..."

Lan Xin pinched his mouth and said, "That's enough, no need to swear."

"Let me see what you secretly drew."

As she spoke, Lan Xin wanted to take the drawing board in Chang Han's arms.

"Hey, no, I haven't finished the painting yet."

Lan Xin frowned, "I won't say anything to you."

"Just looking at it."

"Oh, this is just the beginning."

Lan Xin drank the water in the cup and put it on the table, freeing up her hands to stand in front of Chang Han.

"Should you give it to me proactively? Or should I do it myself?"

Looking at Lan Xin getting ready to go, I thought, are you serious? !

Chang Han protected the drawing board tightly and shook his head.

"It really won't work this time..."

"Would you rather die than surrender?"

"I would rather die than surrender!"

"Huh? You have no choice."

"No, Mr. Lan!"

"Then just be obedient and I will be gentle."

"But I'm still a patient now, you can't do this."

"I don't care about that much, and it's all thanks to me that you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Ah ah ah, that's not allowed here, Mr. Lan..."

"..."

Sheng Qingning, who had something important to report, was about to knock on the door when he heard a strange sound coming from the office.

"Lan, Mr. Lan, I surrender."

"I can't stand it anymore. I can't bear it anymore."

"Smelly brother, are you...really a boy?"

"And how did I find that my brother is so cute today? Is it because of makeup?"

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

After searching outside for a long time, Sheng Qingning couldn't bear it anymore and finally knocked on the door.

"let me see…"

When Sheng Qingning pushed the door open, she saw Lan Xin, who was standing with messy hair and holding something... But the boy in the wheelchair in front of her was much more pitiful than her.

Chang Han stood with the clothes covering his body. Not only was his hair a little messy, but his face was flushed and there were obvious lip marks on his cheeks.

Sheng Qingning had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu between a domineering president and his petite wife...

"Ahem, Mr. Lan..."

"Did you knock on the door?"

"There's a knock on the door."

Lan Xin also noticed Sheng Qingning at the door.

Then she put down what she was holding, walked over to Chang Han and helped her straighten her hair, and then gently wiped the corners of his cheeks and mouth with a tissue.

"Are you dressed?"

It turns out that just now Lan Xin put her hand into Chang Han's clothes to scratch, and Chang Han couldn't help but choose to surrender.

"Just cover it with this clothes here. I'll help you get one to put on your body later."

"Tell me what's going on."

Lan Xin returned to the office chair with the drawing board, looking calm and composed as if nothing happened just now.

"The people downstairs are causing trouble, and they won't stop until they see you."

"make trouble?"

Lan Xin put down the drawing board in her hand and frowned involuntarily.

"Where's the security? Why didn't they kick people out?"

She said coldly, just because of this little thing, do you want to disturb her and her stinky brother's good life?

"Here we go, that man said he would not leave until he saw you today."

"And he also said that his name is Bai Shaoyu."