The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

The next morning, An Ran arrived at Shencheng Yipin on time.

She stood in front of the familiar door, her heart beating faster.

Yesterday’s unpleasant parting is still fresh in my mind.

How to face him?

An Ran had no answer in her heart.

She took a deep breath, and when she raised her hand to enter the password, she hesitated.

Just as she was hesitating, the door suddenly opened.

An Ran was startled and looked up subconsciously, but she only saw Uncle Zhang carrying a lunch box.

"Secretary An." Uncle Zhang opened the door with his lunch box in hand and asked in confusion, "Young Master Nian is not at home. He didn't come back to sleep last night. Do you know where he is?"

An Ran stared at Uncle Zhang in a daze, shaking her head gently.

He's not in now?

"Even you don't know?" Uncle Zhang was quite surprised. He handed the lunch box to An Ran.

He said, "Maybe he slept in the company. It was always like this before. During the time you were here, Young Master Nian came home every day."

After hearing Uncle Zhang's words, An Ran stretched out her hand to take the breakfast, but stopped in mid-air.

Her mind went blank. Was it because of her that Jiang Huainian returned home every day?

A heart is beating strongly.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ears:

Anran, don't be stupid.

He has someone he likes, and that person is not you!

"Secretary An?" Uncle Zhang's voice sounded again.

An Ran came back to her senses and shook her head violently, getting rid of those unrealistic thoughts.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Uncle Zhang asked.

An Ran forced a smile, shook her head and took the breakfast.

"I'll bring breakfast to the company."

"Hard work." Uncle Zhang said in confusion, "Strange, why didn't you tell me that Young Master Nian didn't go home to live? Didn't you go to work together yesterday?"

An Ran smiled and said, "I was at the flagship store yesterday and was not with him."

Uncle Zhang said, "Let's go together. I'll take you to the company."

"No need to bother, I can take a taxi quickly." An Ran said.

"I'm an old man and have nothing to do when I go back, so I just stop by on the way. Let's go!" As he said that, he turned and walked towards the elevator.

An Ran had no choice but to follow.

After getting in the car, Uncle Zhang glanced at An Ran, observing her subtle emotional changes.

He is a thoughtful person who takes care of Jiang Huaian's daily life in every possible way and feels the subtle relationship between them.

Question: "Did you have a quarrel with Young Master Nian?"

An Ran forced a smile and shook her head, "No."

Uncle Zhang smiled slightly, as if he saw through her thoughts, "Do you think that I, an old man, talk too much?"

An Ran quickly shook her head, "No, no."

Uncle Zhang laughed and said, "Alas, although the young master is usually decisive in doing things, he is very slow in emotions and can't coax people."

He glanced at An Ran and continued, "If he does something wrong, tell him directly, don't keep it in your heart."

"Uncle Zhang, you misunderstood." An Ran shook her head gently.

"You all know it clearly in your hearts. I won't say much." Uncle Zhang looked at An Ran and sighed.

The car stopped steadily downstairs of the company. After Anran thanked Uncle Zhang, she stepped into the elevator with a little trepidation.

Arriving at the company floor, she stepped out of the elevator and found that it was still early and the office lights were not yet fully on.

Anran returned to her workstation and put her bag down.

His eyes unconsciously glanced towards Jiang Huainian's office.

It was dark and silent.

She carried her breakfast and took a deep breath.

The moment you push open the door.

A strong smell of tobacco and alcohol hit me in the face.

She frowned slightly, her eyes falling on the ashtray and whiskey bottle on the coffee table.

Cigarette butts were piled up like a small mountain, and empty wine bottles lay crookedly on the side.

Anran's heart sank.

"Mr. Jiang?" She called his name softly, but got no response.

She looked towards the door to the lounge.

After hesitating for a moment, he put breakfast aside.

She opened the door to the lounge.

I found Jiang Huainian lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He looked a little haggard and there was a trace of fatigue between his brows.

An Ran stood beside the bed and felt a pang of heartache when she saw him like this.

She gently pushed Jiang Huainian's shoulder and said, "Boss Jiang, it's time to get up."

Jiang Huaian didn't respond and still kept his eyes closed.

"Mr. Jiang." An Ran called out again.

Jiang Huaian slowly opened his eyes and looked at An Ran with a dazed look.

Anran's heart suddenly started beating wildly.

She adjusted her breathing, forced a smile and said, "Boss Jiang, Uncle Zhang has prepared breakfast for you. Do you want to get up now or continue sleeping? The time is 8:30 in the morning."

Jiang Huaian didn't say anything, just looked at her silently.

An Ran felt a little flustered and at a loss when he looked at her.

Sudden.

Jiang Huaian reached out and held An Ran's wrist tightly.

An Ran was startled and she struggled hard to break free, but Jiang Huainian's hand held her tightly like an iron clamp.

"Mr. Jiang!" An Ran's voice trembled a little.

Jiang Huainian suddenly pulled hard and pulled An Ran down onto the bed.

An Ran screamed and fell beside Jiang Huainian.

Her heart was beating fast and her mind was in a mess.

Before she had time to think, Jiang Huainian turned sideways, put his hands on both sides of An Ran, and stared at her with narrowed eyes.

The lights in the lounge were not on. In the dim light, Jiang Huainian's unclear expression looked like that of a ferocious beast, with a strong sense of aggression.

An Ran was a little frightened by the look in his eyes.

She struggled to sit up, but Jiang Huainian held her shoulders with his hands, preventing her from moving.

"Jiang Huaian, let me go!" An Ran's voice trembled a little, and she felt a panic she had never felt before.

But Jiang Huainian did not let her go. Instead, he pressed her shoulders even harder.

Sudden.

He leaned down and put his face close to An Ran.

His breath gently brushed against Anran's skin.

"Jiang Huaian!" An Ran shouted, her whole body shaking like a sieve.

Jiang Huainian saw the frightened expression on her face and tears in her eyes, and suddenly came back to his senses.

He paused suddenly, as if startled by his own behavior.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I'm sorry, I..." His voice was a little hoarse.

"Let me go." An Ran said with red eyes and a crying voice.

Jiang Huai Nian let go of his hand.

An Ran immediately jumped out of bed and tidied her clothes.

Jiang Huainian fell on the bed, one hand on his forehead, his brows furrowed, his eyes closed in annoyance.

His thoughts were like a tangled mess and he didn't know how to sort them out.

He didn't know why he was so out of control.

"sorry..."

An Ran quietly arranged her clothes, trying not to let her emotions affect herself.

She sniffed, calmed herself down, and walked towards the door.

"I've put breakfast on the table. Please wash up and come out to have breakfast, Mr. Jiang." An Ran's voice was trembling a little, but she still tried to stay calm.

"Okay..." Jiang Huainian said in a low voice.