President and her chief secretary

Ji Moyan held her breath, curled her fingers slightly twice, and immediately fell to her side, leaning back on the edge of the bench, feeling a little nervous in her heart, mixed with a trace of expectation.

Marriage is the most important event in a woman's life. Would it be too hasty to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate with her rashly?

Will Secretary Su agree?

She seemed to know nothing about this woman's family except her name.

For example, how many people are there in her family?What do parents do?Where do you live in your hometown?How educated are you?Is it a secretarial major or an amateur?Before coming to Ji's, where did you work?Did she, as she had guessed, get close to herself, did she approach Ji with a purpose?

In just a few seconds, Ji Moyan thought a lot in her mind. She turned her head and bumped into Su Mengran's smiling eyes unexpectedly, and then heard her answer.

"I agree." It was obviously three simple words, but in Ji Moyan's ears, she was inexplicably happy.

The body relaxed, and she half sat on the edge of the bench, with her right hand behind her waist, and there was a gentle smile in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

It's just that she was happy for less than three seconds, and then disappeared.The horizontal bridge in the bottom of my heart never disappeared, but became more and more wild, scrambling to cross it.

When she said these three words in a soft voice, many pictures flashed through Su Mengran's mind, but she ignored them one by one.The heart beat more than twice as fast as usual, but there was still a decent smile on his face.

Smiling eyebrows, lightly drawn lips, tall figure, gentle person, the sun is slanting, making Su Mengran's whole figure look like a big sister next door who came out of the painting, soft and warm inconceivably.

Ji Moyan stared blankly, and couldn't help but think of that night of luxury and money.

The soft and thin lips were contained in her mouth, as if she was sucking jelly, sweet and slippery, for a moment, she even wanted to take back the three chapters of the covenant that she just said.

The words turned around, Ji Moyan bit her tongue, pretending to be calm and said: "Since you have agreed, let's go, let's go to the company to make an agreement, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate."

Seeing her impatient look and the bright stars in her eyes, Su Mengran was sure that this person liked her too.

It's just that I don't know it yet.

Or don't want to admit it.

Anyway, it was definitely not just to satisfy Ji Qinghe's last wish, that's why she made a compromise to marry herself, and it was her own initiative.

As for the three chapters of the covenant...

Hehe, the future is long, as long as you get married, nothing is impossible.

"Aren't you leaving?" Ji Moyan saw that she was still standing in place, her turning around stopped, her eyes were watery, and her smile was full of smiles, which could not fade away in time.

Su Mengran shook her head helplessly: "Miss Ji, you made this decision too hastily. Have you brought all the things you need to prepare for registration? Do you want to hide the matter of Director Ji's illness to avoid another disturbance in the company?" When she got here, she paused, bit her lower lip, and continued: "Also, I'm not a local, and I need to prepare a lot of materials, which may be troublesome."

Ji Moyan was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "If you're not a local, then where are you from?"

"Did Director Ji not tell you?" Su Mengran raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"No." Ji Moyan shook her head honestly. This morning, her father only talked about his wish to marry Su Mengran and the belated guilt he expressed for not being able to accompany her all these years because he only cared about his career. The word is not mentioned.

Su Mengran didn't know what Ji Qinghe was thinking, she raised her wrist to look at the time, lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds: "Let the housekeeper take care of Director Ji for now, and keep an eye on the company, what's the matter?" You can discuss things with Jing Ling, try to hide the matter of Director Ji's illness as much as possible, and talk about the rest when I come back."

Ji Moyan hummed in agreement, and suddenly found that the only person she could rely on and trust was Secretary Su.

For the time being, it doesn't matter whether she approached herself on purpose or has any purpose.The two have known each other for at least a month. Except for the 'one-night stand' and the agreement that night, she never seems to have harmed herself. Even the last time they went on a business trip together, the accommodation and food were all the same. The company did not reimburse her for the money she paid out of her own pocket, and the 5000 yuan she transferred to her that day was confiscated and automatically returned.

Although Jing Ling is also on his side, but he doesn't spend much time with her and is not familiar enough, it seems not good to bother her whenever something happens.

There was a tangle of twine in my mind, it was so messy that I couldn't sort it out.

In Ji Moyan's world, it seems that there are two villains pulling each other, one says that Secretary Su is a trustworthy person, she likes you, there is no doubt about it, and the other says, don't trust her easily, you forget When she came to Ji's report back then, you asked her if she had met her somewhere, and she answered you that she didn't know three words, and she didn't reveal a word to you about the agreement!

Ji Moyan thumped the center of her brows hard, feeling particularly conflicted in her heart, but right now, does she have any other better way than trusting her?

Don't forget, there is another Chu Tian in the company staring at her covetously!

"What's wrong? Headache? Didn't sleep well last night?" A soft voice came into her ears, and Ji Moyan raised her head to see Su Mengran's worried eyes. It wasn't very obvious, but she heard concern in these words , coincided with the phrase 'does it hurt' she asked in the bathroom that night, and the tip of her nose was a little sore unexpectedly.

"It's okay, you just told me to hide my dad's illness first, and we'll talk about the rest when you come back. Do you want, where are you going?" Ji Moyan forced a smile, asking uncertainly.

"Well, I'm going home. The return date is uncertain. You can call me if you have anything to do."

Ji Moyan moved her lips: "Okay." A trace of reluctance quietly rose in her heart.

*

After driving back to the apartment, Su Mengran simply took a shower. Before her hair was dried, she hastily packed a few clothes and folded them into the suitcase. After about 10 minutes, she set off for City C.

It was exactly twelve noon when we arrived, and the white Audi drove into Yulong Villa along the gravel path and parked in the garage.Su Mengran turned off the ignition, pulled out the car key, got out of the car, took out the suitcase from the trunk, and walked slowly towards the house.

The butler, Qin Bo, finished pruning the branches and leaves in the flower garden, and still held a pair of big scissors in his hand. From a distance, he saw his young lady walking towards this direction. He hurriedly handed the scissors to the servant next to him, and trotted Entering the room to announce: "Sir, Missy is back!"

Hearing this, Su Jingtian raised his head from the newspaper, took off his glasses, and saw Su Mengran's figure appearing at the door, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

"Dad, I'm back." Su Mengran put the suitcase on one side, walked over and squatted in front of Su Jingtian, her eyes felt a little hot.

It's not that I haven't been away from home for such a long time when I was on a business trip before, but this time I was extremely sensitive, especially when I saw my father sitting in a wheelchair with his right leg still in a plaster cast, the lacrimal gland seemed to be opened and closed. Can't live.

"I'm sorry, Dad, it's my daughter who is unfilial." Su Mengran buried her head on Su Jingtian's left knee, tears soaked the old man's pants.

"What do you say about filial piety, as long as you come back, just come back." Su Jingtian touched his daughter's head, his eyes were a little sore.

He also knew in his heart that Ranran's going out this time was not the business trip that Shen Han said at all, but because of her mother's affairs that day, Ranran ran away from home because of her anger at herself.

In the first few days when Ranran left, it's not that he didn't call or send her a message, but in the end they all fell silent and didn't get any response.

I thought to wait a few more days, maybe when she figured it out, she would come back, besides, Su Shi couldn't do without her now, she should just be angry for a few days, and when the anger subsides, she will come back naturally .

Unexpectedly, it has been more than a month since she left, and most of the company's affairs have been handed over to still take care of...

"Raise your head and let Dad see that you've lost weight again, and you haven't eaten well outside. Lao Qin, go and cook some more dishes, and make up for Ranran." Su Jingtian touched his daughter's small face, and his eyes were full of tears. Full of distress.

"Hey, okay." Uncle Qin wiped the corners of his eyes, agreed, and happily went to work in the kitchen.

Su Mengran calmed down for a while, took out two tissues, wiped away the tears, looked at his father's right leg which was still in plaster, and was speechless for a while, but Su Jingtian knew what was going on in his daughter's heart, patted her hand, and comforted her: "One point Little injury, it's okay, don't think too much, ah."

Su Mengran obviously didn't believe it, what Shen Han told him yesterday was just some skin trauma, skin trauma would put plaster on his right leg?

Su Mengran frowned tightly, trying to say something, but her father's words cut off her throat.

"I'm tired after driving for so long. Go upstairs and take a shower. You can eat later when you come down."

After driving for several hours, and having hardly any sleep last night, she is indeed quite tired at the moment. Moreover, she hasn't figured out how to tell her father about the matter between her and Ji Moyan, so she might as well He got up obediently, and went upstairs with his suitcase.

Back in the room, Su Mengran took out the clothes, hung them in the cloakroom, sat cross-legged on the bed, and called the family doctor.

Beep~beep~beep.

"Hello." A few seconds later, a deep magnetic male voice sounded from the other end.

"It's me, Ziyu." After crying, his voice was slightly hoarse.

"I know it's you, my eldest lady, who has disappeared for such a long time and is finally willing to think of me?"

"I don't have time to be poor with you. Tell me honestly, how did my dad's leg fall?"

Tan Ziyu didn't hide anything, and told Su Mengran everything about the old man's situation. If he wanted to be treated, it was possible, but the success rate was only [-]%.

There was no way, the car accident back then was too serious, the doctor said that she could only rely on a wheelchair for the rest of her life, and there was little hope of recovery, so let her be mentally prepared.

Qin Ziyu is the youngest outstanding medical genius in the medical field. He has learned a lot since he was a child, and he is a great talent. He has covered a wide range of fields. Even if he said this, it is probably hopeless.

After hanging up the phone, Su Mengran leaned on the head of the bed, feeling a little heavy, her brain hurting, she tapped with her fingers, and sighed silently.

The author has something to say: Feel free to complain, I have given up on editing...

Ningmeng's eyes are annoying~ I really don't know how to write about the relationship between father and daughter or relatives...

I really want to jump one step to after marriage...

Thank you for watching the little cuties~