I was trapped by the domineering president of the paranoid

Yan Jiayan choked speechlessly, and pulled Qiao Yuliang off the pillar.

"Can you be more mature? Peng Song doesn't like naive men, have you forgotten?"

Qiao Yuliang was taken aback, and quickly stood up straight, and straightened his clothes, tie, and glasses. Although his eyes were still red, he couldn't see the appearance of the crying bag at all.

Qiao Yuliang took out a Bulgari handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his red and swollen eyes.

"Peng Song, he seems to have had a good life these years..."

——Yan Jiayan rolled his eyes——

"What else? Do you want someone to protect you like a jade? Do you give him billions of dollars or set up a chastity archway? What do you have that deserves Peng Song's protection for you?"

——Qiao Yuliang flattened his mouth and wanted to cry——

"But I've been guarding him for five years, ohhhh!"

Yan Jiayan's expression changed suddenly, he looked at him strangely, and gave him a thumbs up;

"Awesome bro, five years? Not once?"

"no!"

——Yan Jiayan was amazed——

"You should ask Peng Song to set up a chastity archway for you."

When Qiao Yuliang heard this, he almost wanted to make trouble again, Yan Jiayan quickly covered his mouth with his hands and dragged him onto the elevator.

"Come on, it's hard to come back once, we haven't seen each other for so long, let's go play together at night."

Qiao Yuliang nodded depressedly, suddenly remembered the past, cried loudly and hammered the elevator;

"I'm not human! I'm not human! Xiaoyan...I'm not human!"

Why did I make friends like this back then...

The CEO's elevator is transparent, which means that the inside can be seen from the outside, so the staff in the lobby once again saw the weird man holding the pillar and crying loudly hammering the elevator.

Everyone lit a root wax for the president in their hearts, praying for the president's safety and health.

Yan Jiayan took him back to the office and left him alone, and went about his own business. Qiao Yuliang searched Yan Jiayan's office inside and out like a search dog.

Yan Jiayan couldn't bear it anymore, and roared angrily with blue veins all over his head;

"Peng Song's office is outside!"

Qiao Yuliang was taken aback for a moment, and pressed with dissatisfaction;

"Say it sooner!"

He unscrewed the door with his front hand, and withdrew his back hand;

"Forget it, forget it, I dare not, I'm so sleepy, I'll go to your bed and sleep for a while, call me at night."

With a cold snort, Yan Jiayan agreed.

Qiao Yuliang happily got into Yan Jiayan's small room again, and within a few seconds of entering, he started yelling again.

Yan Jiayan really wanted to kill him, sometimes!

Don't be angry, don't be angry, if I am angry, he will die.

Qiao Yuliang has a hair sticking to it, and his face is full of: Oh!Look what I found!

Joe Holmes sticks that hair;

"This hair is relatively thin, soft, shiny and bright, it must not be yours! Okay, Xiao Yan, you have changed, and you actually brought the man back to the office! You are not the kind of person who once said that he would never Will fuck!"

Yan Jiayan rubbed his head, that hair should belong to Gu Ning, he never brought anyone to the company except Gu Ning.

Yan Jiayan was taken aback, yes, why did I bring him here?

——Qiao Yuliang asked him——

"Do you have someone?"

Yan Jiayan was in a daze, not knowing what was going on, nor how to answer, he could only say;

"No."

——Qiao Yuliang scratching his head——

"That's weird. The windows in your company are not very good. Is this hair blown by the strong wind?"

——Yan Jiayan picked up a folder and threw it at him——

"Go to sleep!"

In the afternoon, Peng Song, who said he was buying milk tea but actually touched fish all afternoon, came back.

He pushed open Yan Jiayan's door.