Madam's little secret I know

The weak sunlight spilled into the bedroom through the gap in the curtains, and Xiang Jingyuan rubbed his eyes to wake up, only to feel that he slept very deeply and comfortably last night.

In the end, the cup of milk that was originally prepared for Fang Yichen was "drinked" by himself in the end, and the sleep aid effect was doubled. He turned over and tried to sit up, but there was a pain in his waist. Yesterday's position was indeed worse than lying down. It takes a lot to move.

He couldn't help calling Fang Yichen's name.

"Hey, here we come!" Fang Yichen rushed over with a smile while taking off his apron, "What's the matter?"

He didn't want to get up from the bed very much now, he lazily pointed at the clothes on the chair not far away and blinked.

"Can't get up?" Fang Yichen smiled until his eyes were bent, took the clothes for him and put them aside, and continued to tease him, "Do you need me to help you wear them?"

Xiang Jingyuan was neither angry nor ashamed, just seeing him smile and felt happy in his heart, so he shook his head with a smile, and stretched out his arms to ask him for a hug.

Fang Yichen had nothing to do with him, threw the apron in his hand aside, leaned over and hugged him into his arms: "Why are you acting so coquettish?"

The senior Alpha never knew what acting like a baby was, but his overwhelming love made him unconsciously self-teaching. He buried his face in Fang Yichen's neck and rubbed it, and said in a light and light voice with a smile on his face, "What did you do yesterday?" He said he liked me several times."

"Well, I like you." Fang Yichen tightened his arms and echoed gently, "I like you the most."

"That address from yesterday." He was coaxed into a dizzy state when he just woke up, as if a firework had exploded, "I like it."

"What's your name?" Fang Yichen smiled and pretended to be stupid, "I don't remember."

"That's it..." He stayed there for a long time before realizing that Fang Yichen was teasing him, but he couldn't bear to hurt him, so he could only pat him on the back and complained in a low voice, "You are so annoying. "

"Okay." Fang Yichen gave up teasing him, turned his head and kissed him on the cheek.

"Honey, get up and eat, or you'll be really late."

On the way to work, Xiang Jingyuan was visibly happy, sitting in the co-pilot shaking his head, unable to hold back the smile on his face.

"Are you that happy?" The car parked in the underground parking lot, Fang Yichen finally couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

Xiang Jingyuan smiled and said nothing. No one has ever called him baby since he was a child. It seems that everyone agrees that a high-level Alpha does not need such a soft title, but he longs to be loved, and he also longs to be endowed with such sweetness. Another beautiful title.

It's as if I will really be held in the palm of my favorite person, treated meticulously, and tender until it turns into a puddle of water.

He really liked being called that by Fang Yichen.

One second before getting out of the car, he wrapped his arms around Fang Yichen's neck, gently pressed his lips against his, and then smiled charmingly: "Baby, I like you so much."

Fang Yichen seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then smiled and kissed him lightly on the tip of his nose: "You should be called husband."

"Hubby baby." Xiang Jingyuan smiled obediently, "I like you so much."

In fact, what I want to express is that I am also willing to hold you in the palm of my hand for the rest of my life, and I am willing to give you all my love forever.

Fang Yichen rubbed his hair fondly, and took his hand until he walked to the gate.

This is also the first time in 27 years that someone called him baby.

"Team leader, I have revised the draft again, can you help me see if there is any problem?" A team member held her draft and handed it to Fang Yichen with both hands.

Fang Yichen took the picture and examined it, and then nodded with a smile after a while: "I think overall it's pretty good."

The group members immediately showed happy smiles.

"But I think this place can be streamlined." Fang Yichen pointed to the patterns on the waist of the clothing, and frowned slightly, "The patterns here are too complicated. It's amazing at first glance, but it will make you feel dazzled at the second glance." Already." He stretched out his fingers to cover part of it, and then stretched his brows and smiled, "This way, it won't affect the beauty, and the look and feel will be better, what do you think?"

The group members hesitated: "But..."

"I know that you are better at craftsmanship. Only you dare to draw such complicated patterns." Fang Yichen looked up at her with a smile, "But we are doing daily sales after all, so we should be more practical. The more complicated the craftsmanship, the higher the cost and the higher the selling price. Customers can't see how much effort you put into these patterns. In their eyes, this is just a sweater dress. It is unreasonable to exceed most people's price expectations. ,do you think so?"

The group members nodded in agreement.

"When the next big show, you can open the painting." Fang Yichen handed the picture back to her, and gave her a cheering gesture.

"Okay!" The group members seemed to be encouraged, and went back to continue revising the manuscript with a smile on their faces.

Fang Yichen leaned back in his chair, looking at the group of young people in the office who were immersed in drawing, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

When he first started to engage in fashion design in college, he was also very stubborn, relying on his talent and ability to show off his skills, he felt that his design was not advanced, but in the end he was slapped several times by the market .

He shook his head mockingly, sorted out his manuscript and prepared to go to the workshop to continue working.

There was a sudden commotion outside the office, and all the employees seemed to be nervously and busy preparing for something. He was wondering, when he suddenly received a notice from Director Yang that their Xiang Dong would come here to inspect the work in a while.

Although the two sons of the Xiang family serve as the executive presidents of both sides, Xiang Mingyun himself holds the largest share in Qingyun and its branches. However, Xiang Mingyun has never been in charge of the branch affairs. Why come to inspect the work on a whim.

I just wanted to find an excuse to visit my youngest son. Fang Yichen simply sent a message in the group, and then walked into the workshop calmly. Anyway, the work of their group was progressing well, so he didn't take it seriously. He didn't want to put too much pressure on his team members.

He didn't return to the office until he finished sewing the whole coat.

Xiang Dong's routine is to inspect from Group C to Group A. He just sat down and rested for less than 10 minutes when a group of people came in.

"Xiang Dong." He immediately stood up, nodded and said hello with a smile.

Xiang Mingyun was accompanied by his assistant and Director Yang. He always had a serious face, as if he saw no exception. He walked around the office to check the progress of the work.

After reporting the progress in the group, Fang Yichen continued to stand upright with a smile on his face, waiting for the leader to speak.

"Team Leader Fang, right?" This is the first time Xiang Mingyun has seen Fang Yichen in person. He doesn't have much affection for Beta, and this Beta is still his youngest son's unwavering favorite. Feeling irritable, and somewhat critical, "I saw your personal design, and your design ability is indeed outstanding, but your management ability is not very good."

His team members did not dare to breathe.

"Your group is still in the drawing stage, and you can't come up with a few finished products. The progress is a lot slower than the other two groups. The efficiency is so low. I doubt whether you can complete the task on time."

The entire office was shrouded in low air pressure, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point in an instant.

"Xiang Dong, it's because..."

"I'm asking Team Leader Fang." Just as Director Yang wanted to smooth things over, he was blocked by Xiang Mingyun's words, so he closed his mouth embarrassingly.

"Xiang Dong, it's like this." Fang Yichen didn't seem to be afraid at all, and kept a decent smile all the time, and replied calmly, "The entire design process is interlocking. In terms of design drafts, in the post-production process, there may be problems such as improper selection of fabrics or unsightly combination of techniques, and members of our group, including me, do not have as rich work experience and adaptability as the other two groups, so we only We can ensure a smooth follow-up process by putting more effort into the basic design draft.”

"As for the inefficiency you mentioned." He smiled slightly, and looked meekly but firmly into Xiang Mingyun's eyes, "I don't think it is inefficient to complete finished products of the same quality and quantity in the same time. "

Xiang Mingyun opened his mouth but didn't say anything. I have indeed seen this Beta's design work, and I have to admit that he is indeed very talented. any arrogance.His attitude is always respectful, but there is no humility and submissiveness under the suppression of gender and hierarchy. His back is always straight, but it is more like a kind of respect and humility from juniors to elders.

He began to feel that this Beta was unusual.

"I heard that you were the main organizer of the last big show?" Looking at those pure black pupils, he always felt a little creepy for some reason.

"Yes." Fang Yichen still nodded with a smile.

"Then let me trust you and your team's ability." Xiang Mingyun cleared his throat, his expression was still so serious and there was no disturbance, but he stopped embarrassing him, turned and left the office of Group A.

He actually wanted to visit Xiang Jingyuan this time, but his youngest son refused to accept the guests. In desperation, he decided to use the pretext of inspection to inspect this Beta whom his youngest son had taken a fancy to.

To be honest, the result was beyond his expectations. He had never seen such a temperament in a Beta, confident and humble, gentle and dignified. If there were no gender constraints, he should be able to achieve higher than this. many achievements.

Not entirely unworthy of his younger son, either.

He sighed softly, and was about to leave, but the assistant at the side stopped him hesitantly.

"Chairman, the young master said he was waiting for you in the office upstairs."?