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

After leaving the banquet, An Ran wrapped herself in Jiang Huainian's warm coat. The clothes seemed to still have his unique scent, which warmed her heart.

She snuggled up to his strong shoulders and looked up into his deep eyes.

"I'm going home in half a month, and you're still transferring here. It's quite a hassle."

Jiang Huai Nian smiled and said, "I was on a business trip in Germany. I was eating in a restaurant and overheard someone talking about you. Suddenly, I wanted to see you very much."

An Ran pursed her lips and curved her eyes, "We video chat every day."

"But there is a screen between us after all." Jiang Huai hugged her tightly and whispered, "There is no warmth within reach."

When he said this, An Ran raised her slender neck, her smile more charming, she grabbed the shirt on his waist and kissed him.

He sucked her lips gently, pried open her teeth and penetrated her, passionately.

On that chilly winter night, the air was filled with the hot breaths of two people.

About ten meters away from the banquet entrance, the driver tactfully turned off the engine, got out of the car quietly, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly in the distance.

After a long time, he let go of her.

An Ran was breathing slightly, her nose was red, and her eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, like the glow of morning dew, extremely alluring.

He almost held her in his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "My wife is so attractive, what should I do?"

Jiang Huaian rubbed her head, looked up at the driver and motioned him to come over.

"It's too cold. Don't get cold. Let's go back."

An Ran nodded.

The driver immediately got back into the car, started it, and slowly drove in front of them.

He is a driver for a New York company. He has driven several big bosses before. He always appears well-dressed.

It was the first time he saw that his shirt was a little messy, which was extremely rare in his eyes, and he couldn't help but cast a few more curious glances at him.

As soon as the two got in the car, Jiang Huainian glanced at him with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"You smoke?"

The driver was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly.

"My wife doesn't like the smell of cigarettes."

The driver's throat tightened involuntarily. He secretly glanced at An Ran, then quickly looked away.

Damn it, he is going to be unemployed!

An Ran was afraid that he would scare the driver, so she smiled gently and said, "It's okay, the journey isn't far."

When Jiang Huaian turned his gaze to the driver again, he looked a little more relaxed.

"Be careful next time."

"Yes." The driver felt relieved.

Jiang Huainian raised his hand and squeezed her hand, then pressed her warm palm against his heart.

Back to the hotel.

An Ran went to boil some water and made him a cup of tea to warm him up. While waiting for the water to boil, she went to the bathroom. When she came out, she saw Jiang Huainian sitting on the sofa by the window, talking on the phone. He was speaking German, which she couldn't understand. She only saw him occasionally raise his hand and gently rub his brows. He looked a little tired.

An Ran made a cup of tea and brought it over. Jiang Huainian took it and took a sip, then put the cup down, pulled her into his arms, and continued talking on the phone.

She snuggled in his arms, her eyes slightly sore. They had called each other in the morning and he was still in Frankfurt.

For this brief reunion, he did not hesitate to detour to New York and travel thousands of miles.

His next stop was Moscow. It would only take more than three hours to fly from there, but he took more than ten hours to fly to New York, and then another ten hours to get to Moscow.

Anran inexplicably wanted to cry.

Jiang Huainian hung up the phone and kissed her red eyes.

"Today is the second day. Does your stomach hurt?"

An Ran's eyes were moist, and she hugged his waist and said coquettishly, "A little bit."

Jiang Huainian gently rubbed her belly and frowned slightly, "Why didn't you put on the warm pack I prepared for you?"

"I'm wearing a dress, how can I stick it on?"

"Go take a shower, change into comfortable clothes, put on a heat pack, and I'll warm you up."

An Ran said "hmm", got up from him, lowered her head and kissed his forehead with her red lips, then went to change her clothes with a smile on her face.

Jiang Huainian touched the red mark on his forehead in front of the mirror, with a smile on his face.

An Ran came out of the shower, and the two of them snuggled in the rocking chair, with endless topics to talk about. The clock ticked quickly, and she was very sleepy, but she was reluctant to go to bed.

The clock struck three.

Jiang Huaian received a call from Chen Yu and the driver came downstairs.

"I have to leave for the airport."

An Ran blinked slightly, a hint of imperceptible disappointment flashed across her eyes, and she forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, "Kiss."

Jiang Huainian gently brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen from her cheek, leaned down, found her lips, touched them softly, and then gradually deepened the kiss, which was full of reluctance and attachment.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and responded.

The rocking chair rocked gently, making a creaking sound. The frequency almost made him lose control. An Ran also regretted her menstrual period.

Jiang Huainian slowly let her go, their foreheads pressed together, breathing in each other's scent.

He smiled helplessly and asked, "Where is the balcony?"

"what?"

"You need to calm down. This state is not good for others."

An Ran pursed her lips and helped him tidy up his slightly messy hair. Then she held his face, kissed his lips, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "I'll go home and make it up to you..."

"Hiss." Jiang Huainian took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly. He couldn't help but tilt his head and bite her ear lightly, "You will torture me..."

An Ran was laughing so hard that her body was shaking, with a sly smile between her eyebrows.

Jiang Huaian stood on the balcony, enjoying the cool breeze to wake himself up. After a while, he returned to his room.

An Ran made him a cup of ginger tea and said, "I'll take you to the airport."

Jiang Huainian drank the ginger tea and felt warmer. He held her hand and shook his head gently, "It's late. Go to bed early. I'll call you when I get to Moscow."

After saying that, he kissed her again.

An Ran's eyes were red, and she said reluctantly: "Husband, have a safe journey."

-

The flagship store in Manhattan opened successfully. An Ran finally completed all the work in New York. As night fell, she and her team went to the airport.

She sent a message to Jiang Huainian and turned off her phone.

The plane slowly drove into the runway, the roar of the engine gradually increased. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes to rest.

At this time, domestic.

A little-known internet celebrity was live streaming. The screen showed Xu Qin's tear-stained face. Her trembling fingers were tightly grasping the pregnancy ultrasound report.

"I'm pregnant...I might have to stop broadcasting for a while..."

The barrage of comments scrolled by.

【Shocked face! 】

[Pregnant? Sister is married? ]

[Isn't it a single persona? It seems that he has changed his track and started selling maternal and infant products. 】

[She doesn't look happy, does she? ]

[Unexpected pregnancy?]

Xu Qin's eyes were red, she lowered her head, letting the tears flow freely, and her fingers stroked the image on the ultrasound report.

Choking with sobs: "I was......