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

knock --

"Boss Jiang, are you up?"

"Woke up."

An Ran pushed open the bedroom door and smiled awkwardly, "Boss Jiang, my clothes may have been accidentally taken to your room..."

"This?" Jiang Huainian took down the sportswear that didn't belong to him.

"Yeah." An Ran reached out to take it.

After taking it, he stood there, pursed his lips, and looked a little embarrassed.

"Why are you still standing there? Go change your clothes."

An Ran's eyes drifted towards the compartments where the underwear was placed, and she muttered quietly: "Maybe there are more..."

"What did you say?" Jiang Huainian didn't hear clearly and leaned his head forward slightly.

An Ran took a deep breath, raised her head sharply, stared at him, and said loudly and quickly: "My underwear may also be in your room."

The two looked at each other, and the air froze instantly. One second, two seconds...it seemed like half a century had passed.

Jiang Huaian coughed, turned his face away, and his eyes wandered around, unable to find a point to focus on.

"Find it yourself." He pointed casually.

"Yeah." An Ran responded softly and opened the first drawer, where black, white and gray socks were neatly arranged.

The pair of light purple socks occupied a prominent space.

She picked it up quickly.

When I pulled back the underwear layer, it was all white, with no obvious difference.

An Ran was suddenly in trouble, because hers was also white cotton, and she couldn't find hers at a glance.

That’s it!

She pulled out one, and the moment she spread it out, her cerebellum shrank.

It has four corners, and the structure is completely different from women's underwear.

Her nose wrinkled and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly.

Use the four fingers of both hands to pinch the two corners of the boxer briefs with your index finger and thumb respectively, fold them in half and put them back in place.

I drew several in a row and none of them were mine.

She wailed in her heart.

This is too bad!

"This floor, too." Jiang Huainian coughed and pointed to the floor above.

You need so many layers of underwear for just one butt!

Can you wear it?

Anran pulled open the top layer.

There is still a difference between triangle fabric and square fabric.

After pulling out a piece that was obviously smaller in size, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

It's own.

The underwear was obvious. She quickly opened a few remaining drawers and the white underwear was lying alone in an empty drawer.

She quickly picked it up and covered it with her sportswear over her underwear.

"Have you found them all?" Jiang Huainian asked.

"Yeah." An Ran nodded.

"This won't happen a second time."

"Yeah, I'm going to go change my clothes first."

An Ran quickly ran out of the bedroom holding her clothes, ran back to her light pink room and closed the door.

His head banged gently against the door.

Oh my god, it’s so social.

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After returning to the company, Anran sat down and glanced at the time on the lower right corner of the computer.

20XX/8/2

Today is August 8nd, Wei Jingshen’s birthday as marked in the schedule.

There was a birthday party in the evening.

That day, Enron was busy with due diligence.

When she looked up, it was already 7:30 in the evening.

She was sorting out tomorrow's documents when Jiang Huainian walked out of the office with his coat in his hand.

An Ran met his gaze and stood up. "Boss Jiang."

"Let's go eat together." His voice was low and slightly tired.

An Ran was stunned for a moment, "Boss Jiang, today is Boss Wei's birthday."

"The gift has been delivered, don't worry about it." Jiang Huainian glanced at her and said, "Let's go eat."

An Ran responded, packed her things into her bag, followed his steps, and entered the elevator.

There were only two of them in the elevator and it was very quiet.

An Ran stood behind him and secretly glanced at his tall back.

When I was changing elevators, Wan Fang, the company's administrative manager, came in.

"Mr. Jiang." She greeted Jiang Huainian respectfully, then looked at An Ran and nodded with a smile.

Stand on the other side behind the boss.

I don’t know since when, the person around the boss is no longer Special Assistant Chen.

The elevator reaches the first floor.

"Goodbye, President Jiang, and Secretary An."

"Sister Wan, bye~" An Ran smiled slightly.

The elevator reaches the basement level.

The driver was not there, so Jiang Huaian started the car, got into the passenger seat safely, and fastened his seat belt.

The two went to a famous private restaurant with a good environment and delicious food.

After ordering the food, the two looked at each other.

"I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." Jiang Huainian touched his suit jacket and realized he didn't bring any cigarettes.

He looked a little tired and said, "Forget it."

"Mr. Jiang, I brought it." An Ran took out Jiang Huaian's usual cigarettes and lighter from her small bag.

Ever since she didn't buy his cigarettes last time she went to the convenience store, An Ran kept cigarettes and a lighter in her bag.

Jiang Huaian was stunned.

He took the cigarette and lighter, walked to the balcony and closed the balcony door.

Standing there alone, with his back to An Ran, a cigarette in his hand.

One hand was in his trouser pocket, his collar was slightly open, and there was a hint of fatigue on his brow.

It was already past five in the morning when I finished my work last night, and I only slept for more than an hour.

Severe lack of sleep.

He took a deep puff of the cigarette and then slowly exhaled, leaving behind a cloud of smoke.

An Ran sat in her seat, silently looking at him outside the glass door.

The light of the cigarette flickered in the darkness, forming a sharp contrast with his silence.

Suddenly, Jiang Huainian turned his head, cigarette in his mouth, and glanced at her.

The moment of looking at each other.

An Ran's heart was pounding for some reason.

He quickly turned his eyes away, looked at the menu, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After the waiter brought the food, An Ran lowered her head and ate obediently.

After dinner, it was already past nine o'clock.

Jianghuai was driving the car.

I received a call on the way, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to talk for a long time, "Okay, I'll go over now."

"Are you tired? Do you need to go back and rest?" Jiang Huainian asked.

An Ran paused, thought that it must be work, and replied.

"Need not."

Jiang Huaian quickly entered a European-style villa, and the parking lot was filled with luxury cars.

They got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

As soon as I walked in, I could hear the laughter of men and women mixed together, and I could feel that it was very lively.

Jiang Huainian was walking in front, and someone saw him and immediately shouted, "Young Master is here!"

An Ran followed behind him.

A group of men and women looked at her in unison.

Sitting on the sofa, the most eye-catching person in the crowd looked up, his eyes passed directly over Jiang Huainian, looked at An Ran, and said with a smile: "You are here too, come and sit down."

It was only when An Ran saw Wei Jingshen that she was sure that this was his birthday party.

The people in the sofa area immediately moved their butts quickly to make room for two seats.

"Sit down." Jiang Huainian said to An Ran.

Sitting down safely, Wei Jingshen extended his hand and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to come to my birthday party. It's my honor."

An Ran smiled politely and just as she stretched out her hand, Jiang Huainian grabbed her arm and pushed it down.

Wei Jingshen looked at his hand suspended in the air, glanced at Jiang Huainian again, and laughed, "It's just a handshake, so stingy."

Jiang Huaian ignored him.

The people around were talking among themselves, "Young girlfriend?"