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

After breakfast, the driver drove them to the company building, and Anran unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car.

"I'm not in Shenzhen these two days. Call me if you have anything." The man in the back seat said in a low voice.

An Ran was slightly stunned. She remembered that Jiang Huai's schedule for the year was blank.

"Okay." Nodded.

After getting off the car, An Ran stood there, watching the car go farther and farther, until it disappeared from her sight. Then she turned around, entered the familiar building, and took the elevator up alone.

The driver took Jiang Huaian to the airport. As soon as he parked the car, he saw Jiang Hongxi, Jiang Yu, Ren Yunnan and others.

There is a separate area in the airport where some of the Jiang family’s private planes are parked.

***

On this day, Jiang Huai Nian was not in the company.

Each department handed the documents to An Ran, who carefully sorted and organized them and placed them on Jiang Huaian's desk.

As the workday was about to end, Feng Jiajia called on time. Her voice was brisk and she said with a smile, "I'm already downstairs at the company."

Anran glanced at the time, it was exactly six o'clock.

She packed her things and left work.

When I walked out of the building, Feng Jiajia was already waiting on the roadside. She waved at An Ran with a smile.

Anran walked over with a smile, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on her, making her look even more bright and beautiful.

"It's rare that I get off work on time today." said Feng Jiajia.

"The boss is not in the company." An Ran smiled proudly.

"Where are we going to eat? You decide." She took Feng Jiajia's arm and smiled.

"Hot pot!" Feng Jiajia raised the corners of her mouth.

"You really help me save money?" An Ran chuckled, with a warm smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, "Didn't I agree to treat you to a big meal?"

"I was on a business trip to Shanghai for a few days, and I ate Hangzhou cuisine and Western food every day... I ate so much that I almost forgot what hotpot tastes like." Feng Jiajia shook her head gently, looking mischievous.

"Let's eat spicy hotpot today to help you regain your sense of taste!" An Ran suggested with a smile.

They chose a famous hot pot restaurant nearby. When they walked in, the aroma of the hot pot wafted in the air and Feng Jiajia couldn't help swallowing.

"It's this taste that makes me so hungry!"

"Eat as much as you want. Order whatever you want." An Ran said arrogantly.

"Okay, thank you, Boss An!"

Feng Jiajia ordered a lot of dishes without hesitation, and soon the table was filled with various meats, vegetables and seafood.

It rolls in the boiling spicy soup base, exuding an enticing aroma.

"I'm so hungry, let's put it in!" Feng Jiajia poured the whole plate of beef into the pot.

As soon as the meat was cooked, Feng Jiajia immediately picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in spices, put it in her mouth, and closed her eyes with satisfaction.

"It's delicious!" she exclaimed, and then said pitifully: "I've lost weight from starvation in the Magic City for a few days, but it suits your taste. I put sugar in almost every dish."

An Ran smiled and said, "Yes, I will go on a business trip for you if possible."

The two were eating hot pot and chatting, and An Ran mentioned that Ren Yunnan gave her a painting by Yu Huai.

Feng Jiajia was shocked!

"Oh my god, this is too much. How much is a painting by Yu Huai worth? Seven figures?"

"Yes, it's too valuable. I hid it in the closet for fear that it might get bumped or scratched. I will have to find a chance to return it later." An Ran said.

"Let me tell you, Jiang Huainian must be interested in you, otherwise what mother would give a secretary a painting worth millions!" Feng Jiajia raised her eyebrows.

An Ran frowned slightly, "Don't talk nonsense, I accompanied him to President Wei's birthday party a while ago, and when I went to his house the next day, he hadn't changed his clothes, and there were lipstick marks on his clothes."

After hearing this, Feng Jiajia's face flashed with surprise, but she quickly regained her composure and asked, "Are you jealous?"

An Ran smiled helplessly, "I mean he doesn't have that kind of feelings towards me, otherwise he shouldn't have let me see the lipstick mark."

Feng Jiajia hesitated for a moment, "Maybe he just wanted you to see it? Maybe he was testing your reaction."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Testing me? Why?"

"Maybe he is interested in you and wants to see if you will be jealous or unhappy about it," said Feng Jiajia.

"Have you ever thought about what if he is really interested in you?" she continued to ask.

An Ran was silent. "He and I are not from the same world. I don't want to think about this issue. Now I just want to do my job well. Nothing else matters."

Feng Jiajia shook her head.

"People who have made their fortunes from scratch don't really have any class concepts, and they're not from a traditional wealthy family."

"Let's not talk about him anymore. We're so full. Let's pay the bill and go out for a walk to digest the food." An Ran ended the topic and asked the waiter to pay the bill.

Feng Jiajia clicked her tongue and said, "Okay, let's not talk about him anymore."

The two walked out of the hot pot restaurant and strolled onto the overpass.

There are not many pedestrians on the overpass, and there are some stalls selling small accessories on both sides of the road.

Among them, an old man was particularly eye-catching. There was a bagua in front of him and he was wearing a dark robe, giving people a mysterious and kind feeling.

He seemed to have poor eyesight and was wearing a pair of sunglasses.

A dirty little boy secretly took the money from the old man's open purse when he was not paying attention.

The old man felt someone touching his purse, and felt inside it, finding it empty.

The old man smiled and didn't seem to care too much.

An Ran saw this scene and she shouted angrily: "Hey! Give the money back!"

She chased after the little boy, but unfortunately she couldn't run fast in her high heels, and the little boy disappeared in a flash.

An Ran pinched her waist and watched the little boy disappear from her sight angrily. If it weren't for the problem with her shoes, she would have caught up with him long ago. Her steps every morning were not in vain.

Feng Jiajia caught up with her breathlessly and asked, "Did he run away?"

"Yeah." An Ran frowned.

An Ran helped Feng Jiajia walk back to the old man's stall.

He asked softly, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

The old man raised his head, smiled and said, "It's okay."

He seemed to have seen through the troubles of the world long ago and didn't care about such trivial matters.

An Ran looked at the old man's stall, sat down and said, "Grandpa, please help me calculate it."

The old man smiled and nodded, "Give me your hand."

Anran stretched out her hand, and the old man gently touched her palm lines, then withdrew his hand after a moment.

He spoke slowly: "The girl is a wealthy and powerful person, her parents love her, her brothers are friendly and respectful..."

An Ran raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Jiajia.

Feng Jiajia pursed her lips and held back her laughter.

The old man continued, "Your destined person appeared when you were seventeen years old. The fate between you is deep. He is a very talented person, smart, witty and capable. He plays an important role in your life."

"However, your relationship will not be smooth sailing. You will need to go through some twists and turns and tests. Only after going through these tests will your relationship become stronger."

An Ran said, "Oh!" She took out a hundred yuan and put it in the old man's purse. "Thank you, Grandpa. I wish you good health. I'm leaving now."

Feng Jiajia held An Ran's arm and walked away before she laughed softly, "It seems to be completely inaccurate..."