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

After dinner, I sent Mr. He to the car.

The driver arrived quickly.

But at the moment the driver was about to get in the car, An Ran had already elegantly sat in the passenger seat.

Special Assistant Chen looked at her helplessly, then opened the back door.

The carriage was quiet along the way.

Anran stared at the scenery passing by outside the window in a trance.

Jiang Huaian also quietly turned his head and looked through the car window.

The same scenery came into their eyes one after another.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and met Assistant Chen's gaze. They both shook their heads helplessly.

Arrived at Shencheng Apartment.

An Ran unbuckled her seat belt and said goodbye to the three people in the car with a polite smile: "Brother Yang, Special Assistant Chen, President Jiang, good night."

"Good night." Special Assistant Chen glanced at Jiang Huaian, who had his eyes closed, as if he was resting.

The car door closed, and at that moment, Jiang Huaian slowly opened his eyes, his gaze following An Ran's departing back, revealing a hint of loneliness.

He said in a deep voice: "Go to the boxing gym."

The driver nodded in agreement and the car started.

Arrived at the boxing gym.

Jiang Huaian and Assistant Chen walked into the gym one after another, immediately attracting the attention of the owner of the boxing gym.

When the boss saw Jiang Huaian, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He immediately dropped what he was doing and came up to him enthusiastically.

"Young man, you are here! Are you planning to practice today?" The boss's voice was loud and enthusiastic.

Jiang Huaian nodded slightly in response.

His eyes passed through the crowd and locked directly on the boxing ring.

He strided forward with his long legs and walked straight towards the boxing ring.

Jiang Huai Nian didn't change his clothes. He took off his leather shoes and socks, untied his watch, and threw his suit jacket to Special Assistant Chen.

Just unbutton a few buttons of your shirt, roll up your sleeves, put on your boxing gloves and go on stage.

"Arrange a fight." Special Assistant Chen said to the owner of the boxing gym. He knew that Jiang Huai came here to vent his inner frustration.

"Okay, Lao Deng, you go ahead." The Muay Thai gym owner shouted.

Old Deng has a muscular body and looks like a martial artist. He stretched his muscles and went on stage.

The boxing gym has a lot of customers at night.

The men were excited to see their coaches fight on stage, while the women were drooling over Jiang Huaian's figure and looks, and gathered around the stage.

The game began as the referee blew the whistle.

Jiang Huainian launched a fierce attack instantly and punched Lao Deng in the face with a heavy punch.

His punch was fast and powerful, instantly knocking Old Deng back several steps.

The audience exclaimed in amazement, marveling at Jiang Huainian's strength and... appearance.

"Is this a professional player?" someone asked.

"I don't know, it's so exciting!"

"That man in the shirt is so handsome~"

Old Deng originally wanted to play with the young master, but he didn't expect that the opponent's strength should not be underestimated. He quickly adjusted his state and launched a counterattack.

The two men's fists collided in the air, making a crisp collision sound.

Jiang Huainian was not at all inferior. He punched to vent his anger, and each punch was a powerful one.

The fierce battle came to an end.

Although Jiang Huainian was hit several times, he seemed to be getting more and more excited.

In comparison, Old Deng seemed to be overwhelmed, and every punch he threw was accompanied by heavy breathing.

finally.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, the referee announced Jiang Huaian as the winner.

He stood on the boxing ring, his chest heaving violently, sweat dripping down his forehead like a waterfall, soaking his shirt and revealing his strong pectoral muscles.

"Damn! The coach actually lost!" the student said in amazement.

When the boxing gym owner heard this, he immediately explained.

"Mr. Jiang has been boxing for many years, and his skills are comparable to those of professional boxers. Although Lao Deng is also a master, it is reasonable for him to lose the match when facing an opponent like Mr. Jiang."

As he spoke, he secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and prayed silently in his heart that the students would not drop out of the class because of the result of this game.

A female audience member excitedly shouted: "That man is so handsome! His wet hair and wet shirt fully show his chest muscles, so sexy!"

Her words immediately resonated with other female audiences, and everyone talked about Jiang Huaian's handsomeness and sexiness.

Jiang Huaian didn't hear the audience's comments.

Special Assistant Chen took a towel and mineral water and ran to the boxing ring to give them to Jiang Huaian.

Jiang Huainian wiped the sweat off his face and took a few big gulps of water.

"Next!" he gasped.

The gym owner said to a younger brother beside him, "Arrange it immediately."

With the help of Special Assistant Chen's persuasion and emotional appeal, Jiang Huainian finally put on the protective gear.

We fought several games in a row.

Jiang Huai Nian was like an angry beast, with no skills at all, punching out of venting his anger.

He couldn't stand Jiang Huainian's desperate fighting style, and no matter how hard he defended, he still got hit by many punches.

The owner of the boxing gym outside the arena wondered if the young man had suffered some kind of blow.

Special Assistant Chen was thinking.

Decided to make a call.

***

Anran was sleeping soundly when the phone kept ringing.

She was awakened by the shrill ring of the phone. She frowned slightly and reached for the phone on the bedside table.

The steady voice of Special Assistant Chen came from the other end of the phone: "Secretary An, sorry to bother you."

This voice was like cold water poured over An Ran's head, instantly sobering her up.

She rubbed her eyes, with a hint of nervousness in her tone: "Assistant Chen, what's wrong?"

"If it's convenient, please come to the boxing gym immediately." Special Assistant Chen's voice was filled with worry.

An Ran was startled and immediately sat up from the bed: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Jiang has been in the boxing ring for several hours and he refuses to leave. I'm worried that his body can't take it." Special Assistant Chen told the truth.

Anran's heart skipped a beat.

Without caring about anything else, she quickly got up, washed, put on some home clothes, tied her hair up simply, and hurried downstairs.

The security guard at the door saw that she was going out so late and couldn't help asking, "Miss An, are you going out so late?"

"Well, it's a bit urgent." An Ran responded briefly and glanced at the time. It was 1:18 in the morning.

She became even more anxious.

A few minutes later, the driver arrived and she immediately opened the door and got in.

Twenty minutes later.

Arriving at the boxing gym, Anran jogged upstairs.

When she pushed open the door of the boxing gym, she saw Jiang Huainian at a glance.

He stood on the boxing ring and fought with his opponent. He looked tired, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his black shirt was already wet.

An Ran trotted over to Special Assistant Chen, eyes full of worry, and asked breathlessly, "What happened to him?"

Special Assistant Chen shook his head.

Jiang Huaian did not notice An Ran's arrival and was still immersed in his own world.

He was already exhausted and had been hit several times in a row.

"Tell him to stop fighting." An Ran said to the referee. The referee looked at her and then at Special Assistant Chen.

Special Assistant Chen nodded in confirmation.

The referee blows the whistle.

Jiang Huaian ignored the referee's whistle and had no intention of stopping.

He was hit hard in the face by his opponent's punch.

I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or blood splashing.

An Ran screamed in fright.

"Jianghuai Year!"