The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Sleep with your sister.

Sang Ran couldn't stop cursing in his mind.

She pushed the man's hand away, picked up her cell phone to check the time, and went back to change her clothes.

There was no time to ask him how he moved herself to the back seat. Sang Ran opened the door and slipped out of the car without even saying hello.

Pei Jingping slowly opened his eyes after hearing the door close, a trace of loneliness flashed across his eyes:

"You really like to use it and run away."

Sang Ran saw Yao Ya's car parked at the door and realized that this person must have returned.

No phone call, just rang the doorbell.

Fortunately, Yao Ya was not sleeping soundly and she opened the door soon.

Her eyes were still a little dazed, and she saw Sang Ran's exaggerated expression, full of surprise:

"Why are you outside?"

Sang Ran felt that this matter was difficult to explain, so he made up a reason:

"I went out to take out the trash yesterday and forgot to bring my keys, so I stayed in a hotel for one night."

Yao Ya nodded in understanding and yawned: "I'll go back to sleep for a while."

Sang Ran said to her from behind: "I may have an overseas express today, please help me sign for it."

Yao Ya raised her hand and made an OK gesture.

Sang Ran dressed herself up and put on some light makeup. Maybe because she was cold last night, she specially picked out a short grey down jacket today.

The lower body is matched with a pair of black shark pants, gray knitted leg covers on the calves, and snow boots on the feet.

This outfit is not too exaggerated and can somewhat highlight her aesthetic taste, making it suitable for wearing to work.

I had already told Sang Ning about this yesterday, so I wasn't worried that she would look for me when she woke up today.

Sang Ran felt it necessary to find a nanny for Sang Ning.

He hurriedly took a taxi and arrived downstairs of the company.

Sang Ran: [I’m here.]

Yan Qi: [I'll come down to pick you up.]

There is a gate access downstairs in the company, so Sang Ran waited obediently in the lobby.

She looked around bored.

It happened to be working hours now, and groups of people were swiping their cards to enter the hall.

Suddenly, Sang Ran vaguely heard his own name.

She looked in that direction and saw two little girls who looked young and were dressed fashionably.

With a rough guess, I knew that he was an employee of Yan Qi's company.

She pricked up her ears to listen more carefully.

The taller girl is talking:

"You said this is really funny. Ai Xuan would never have thought that the position she had worked so hard for for so long was snatched away by someone who got in through the back door."

The short girl laughed:

"Who says it's not true? The two of them fought to the death, but ended up making wedding dresses for others."

The tall girl said sarcastically, "I heard that the transfer student Sang Ran is coming to work today. I wonder how pretty she is to hook up with our boss."

The more Sang Ran listened, the more speechless she became. Hooking up with Yan Qi?

Girls, you are still too naive.

She and Yan Qi have the same sexual orientation, so they can be rivals rather than lovers.

Just as I was thinking about it, a strict voice came from the other side of the access control:

“Sang Ran, this!”

The two girls stopped in their tracks instantly, looked at Yan Qi as if they had seen a ghost, and then followed his gaze to look at Sang Ran.

The two of them just walked past Sang Ran, and they didn't even try to lower their voices.

They looked at each other, lowered their heads quickly, swiped their cards and went in to reduce their presence.

I prayed silently in my heart that Sang Ran didn't hear it.

Sang Ran walked over and raised an eyebrow at the backs of the two people waiting for the elevator.

Yan Qi followed her gaze.

Sang Ran lowered her voice and leaned close to Yan Qi's ear: "They said I hooked up with you to get through the back door."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yan Qi chuckled and swiped the card for her.

He said helplessly: "Little girl, you've read too many conspiracy theories, so you just like to fantasize about these things."

He was not worried that Sang Ran would be angry, because Sang Ran would not care about that.

Sang Ran followed him in, and the two girls had already taken another elevator up.

Yan Qi pressed the elevator up button and turned his head to look at Sang Ran:

"It's been so long since I last saw you. You've become more beautiful again."

Sang Ran nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

The elevator arrived and the two walked in side by side.

Yan Qi pressed the 21st floor button.

He was no longer surprised by Sang Ran's shamelessness, and sneered:

"Your brand is in short supply in China right now, so it's a waste of your talent to ask you to come here to help me."

Sang Ran smiled and glanced at him: "It's okay, just give me a little more reward."

Yan Qi glared: "Go to hell, I'm just being polite to you, isn't five million enough?"

Sang Ran smacked his lips twice: "Who would complain about having too much money?"

The elevator quickly reached the 21st floor and the two walked out side by side.

The open glass door led to the front desk, where a receptionist was standing at the workstation. Upon seeing Yan Qi, he bowed respectfully and greeted him.

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

Then her eyes looked over Sang Ran.

The news of the parachuting in of a design director into the design department has spread, and this is now the biggest gossip in their tea room.

Everyone knows that the two main designers in the design department have tried their best to compete for the position of design director of this project.

While others laughed at them, they couldn't help but feel curious about this parachuted-in director.

Sang Ran was not wearing clothes of her own brand today. Instead, she was wearing original designs given to her by an American designer friend.

That friend hasn't achieved anything yet, so most people can't recognize this brand.

The girl at the front desk was amazed when she saw Sang Ran's face.

I secretly denied the rumor that she had climbed into Mr. Yan's bed. With a face like that, who would climb into Mr. Yan's bed?

Wouldn't it be nice to just climb into the bed of Mr. Pei, the richest man in Beijing?

But when he saw the clothes on Sang Ran, he denied the idea.

He is probably just a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

Facing everyone's gaze along the way, Yan Qi took Sang Ran to claim her office.

Then he took Sang Ran to a workstation in the office area, where a young girl was sitting.

Her hair was simply tied into a low ponytail, and her outfit looked particularly mediocre in this company where everyone was dressed fashionably.

When the little girl saw Yan Qi coming with his men, she slowly stood up.

He turned around, lowered his head slightly, and said in a voice like a mosquito's hum:

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

Sang Ran noticed the pair of glasses with extremely thick lenses on her nose.

Yan Qi introduced: "This is our company's new intern, Xing Beibei."

"She has excellent grades in school, but she is a bit introverted. From now on, she will be your personal assistant."

After saying this, he seemed to feel that it was not credible, and added:

"It's mainly about being more down-to-earth in doing things."

Yan Qi has a hard time saying anything. The strength of the company's designers is there, but the company is currently stuck in its growth phase.

The orders he has received are particularly important. If it were not for this reason, he would not have asked Sang Ran for help.

It’s just that these designers don’t know their own strengths.

Instead, they thought that Sang Ran got the job through the backdoor, and no one was willing to be Sang Ran's assistant.

Although the little girl in front of him was not talkative, she actually found him secretly and volunteered.

Yan Qi's worries were solved and he happily agreed.

I just feel a little sorry for Sang Ran.

Sang Ran didn't care and nodded to show that she understood.

Yan Qi glanced at the crowd watching the excitement:

"Pack up and get ready for the morning meeting in ten minutes."