After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

The man was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Arrange it and have Shen Que deliver it to her."

Shen Que is his secretary, and is usually responsible for some liaison work between Yunxing Group's overseas branches and headquarters.

"Don't let her get suspicious."

"Yes."

Special Assistant Lu left resigned to his fate, feeling sad that it was becoming increasingly difficult to be an assistant.

In the past, I only had to do my work well, but ever since Mr. Yun got married, I now have to find ways to create all kinds of coincidences when sending gifts to the president’s wife.

Half an hour later, Special Assistant Lu stood awkwardly at the door of Shen Que's office, wearing a suit of women's clothing.

When Shen Que raised his eyes, he saw him wandering at the door, and a hint of cunning appeared in his charming peach blossom eyes.

"Ahem...Assistant Lu, what a coincidence, I actually met you at the door of my office."

Special Assistant Lu was carrying a gift bag of exquisite women's clothing, looking a little embarrassed.

"I have something to ask you."

Shen Que didn't take it seriously. He and she were both Chu Xing's assistants, just in charge of different areas of work. It was common for Special Assistant Lu to look for her for work.

"Come on, it's not the first day we've known each other, why are you being so shy?"

Shen Que is a typical strong-faced beauty with gorgeous looks, slim figure, a pair of long legs casually crossed together, and Valentino high heels on her feet. The diamonds on the high heels are very eye-catching. She leans on the sofa so casually, and looks extremely lazy.

Special Assistant Lu made up his mind and solemnly handed the bag of clothes to Shen Que with both hands, as if he was entrusting him with a task like blowing up an enemy bunker.

"This, I'll leave it to you."

Shen Que was startled by his serious attitude. He took the bag and looked down. It seemed that there was a set of women's clothing in the bag.

If someone didn't know him, they would think he gave her a bomb because of his appearance.

But why did he give her women's clothes?

For her?

Shen Que asked tentatively: "Have you come to your senses?"

"what?"

Special Assistant Lu looked bewildered.

"nothing."

Shen Que quickly changed his words.

"What's up with this bag of clothes? Don't say it's for me."

Only then did Special Assistant Lu tell Chu Xing everything he had confessed.

"Anyway, I've delivered the stuff, the rest is up to you."

Shen Que pursed her lips speechlessly. It turned out that she was just being too sentimental. She said that this blockhead could never understand these things.

A trace of disappointment welled up in her heart, but in the end she didn't say anything. She patted her slim skirt and stood up.

"Then let me see with my own eyes the true appearance of the president's wife you mentioned."

She was about to walk out, wearing high heels and twisting her slender waist. Special Assistant Lu quickly said:

"Don't let her find out anything is wrong, or we'll both die!"

Song Mai looked at the information for a while and felt very cold. She thought that if she had no choice, she would just put on the tweed coat, but the lower part of the coat was already soaked.

Not only did it fail to keep her warm, but it even soaked her sweater and pants.

So I had to take off my coat again and find a place near the air outlet, hoping to dry it as quickly as possible.

Song Mai rubbed his hands, picked up the cup and prepared to pour another cup of hot water.

I just bumped into someone head-on when I turned a corner on the way to the pantry.

She held the man up and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The person who was hit was easy to talk to, with a smile on his bright face: "It's okay, are you from the translation department?"

Song Mai nodded: "I am."

Shen Que looked at her calmly, and seeing the large water stains on her clothes and pants, he immediately guessed that the person who accidentally bumped into him was most likely Yun Ye's wife.

In order to avoid mistaking someone for someone else by chance, Shen Que suddenly had an idea and asked:

"What's the progress of the new energy development project you've been following recently?"

Song Mai didn't recognize her, nor did he know which department she was from. He just saw that she was dressed unusually and her temperament was not that of an ordinary worker. He thought that it might be a senior executive who came to ask about the project, so he quickly explained:

"I'm sorry, I just started working yesterday, so I don't know much about the project. Please come this way. I'll take you to Manager Ji's office."

Hearing this, Shen Que curled his lips and smiled.

Sure enough, just as she guessed, the person in front of her was Song Mai.

She raised her hand and grabbed Song Mai's wrist. Song Mai's wrist was incredibly cold, and Shen Que felt like he was touching ice for a moment.

"Wait, aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Song Mai rubbed his arms and said a little embarrassedly: "It rained heavily this morning and my clothes got wet on the way here, so... But it's okay, I have tried my best to dry the clothes with warm air, but I guess I still have to wait a while."

Shen Que frowned, and seeing Song Mai's pale face but still smiling, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

She is obviously the president's wife and should be treated as a noble lady, but she has to suffer like this.

The president had the nerve to tell such a big lie to others. It turns out that all men are bad!

"I have a set of clean clothes for you. Put them on first, or you'll catch a cold. Your health is the capital of the revolution. It's so cold now, and you don't know how long it will take to dry your clothes. If you keep waiting like this, you'll definitely catch a cold."

Song Mai waved his hands repeatedly: "No, thank you for your kindness, but this is the first time I've met you, how can I accept your things?"

Shen Que grabbed her hand affectionately:

"You are also a member of Yunxing now. We are all colleagues. We may not be familiar with each other now, but we will become more familiar with each other in the future. I can't wear this set of clothes anyway, so you can change into them first. It's not even noon yet. It will take a long time for you to get off work in the afternoon. And how can you go home if your clothes are not dry?"

Under her insistence, Song Mai finally agreed to lend her clothes and promised to wash them and return them to her.

Shen Que asked Song Mai to go to the tea room and wait for him first, then he took the elevator back to the office to pick up the clothes that Special Assistant Lu had bought.

When Song Mai saw the exquisite clothes, the fabric and brand were obviously very valuable, and the tags were not even removed, he hesitated again.

"No, this dress is too expensive and new. I can't wear it."

Shen Que was at his wit's end and could only say that the size of the clothes was wrong and he had missed the return and exchange period. It was useless in his hands anyway, so he might as well give it to Song Mai so that it could be of some use.

Song Mai then reluctantly agreed to accept it and was pushed by Shen Que to the bathroom to change clothes.

The fabric of this dress is indeed excellent, a soft champagne-colored cotton base shirt, casual and comfortable black pants, and a loose camel-colored suit jacket. The whole set is warm and comfortable, and it is just the right size for Song Mai, not too big or too small.

It was as if it was bought specially for her.