Madam's little secret I know

"Team leader, you are too good!" As soon as he returned to the office, the team members gathered around him to squeeze his shoulders and beat his legs. One team member smacked his lips as if he had let out a bad breath. The director is so angry that his nose is going to crooked!"

"Director Liu is jealous of the team leader!" Another team member also echoed, "Our team leader draws pictures with us every day, so how can we have time to copy his junk!"

"No wonder a few days ago when the team leader was away, I could always see Director Liu wandering around our place, emotionally looking for and stealing our team leader's picture!"

Fang Yichen saw that they seemed to have been angry for eight lifetimes, and couldn't help grinning: "Okay, don't be a rainbow fart here, you should think about your future after I leave. "

"Team leader, you won't leave!" The first team member snorted softly, "We will be disappointed in the company if you leave, okay?"

In the office of group A, chatting and laughing began, completely unaware of what was waiting for their group leader.

However, this matter did not end as they had imagined. Instead, it caused an uproar on their company's forum the next day. An anonymous poster's embellished description completely portrayed Fang Yichen as a brazen and immoral person. The image of an impolite and incompetent junior, and most people don't know much about Fang Yichen's character, so there are many criticisms in the comment area, and even vicious personal attacks have already begun.

His team members tried to restore his image, but the weak defense would always be submerged in the general trend of unknown right and wrong, but exhausted those who really felt wronged.

However, Fang Yichen, the party involved, always looked calm and calm. In fact, he really didn't care much. Since Director Liu chose to intensify his efforts, he would prepare ten thousand ways to ruin his reputation. Since those people didn't If he is willing to believe in himself, then he will use his own way to get justice for himself.

What is the so-called.

Secretary Qiao only had a little understanding of this matter by accident yesterday, but seeing that the matter developed to the point where it was almost uncontrollable today, he had no choice but to report this matter to the general manager with trepidation.

Xiang Jingyuan has never paid attention to the company's forums, and he has never been interested in any gossip, but at this time his expression is extremely cold, and his trembling fingers due to too much force almost crushed the poor mobile phone.

The air pressure was frighteningly low, and Secretary Qiao once again felt the oppressive feeling that made one unable to move.

"How can a Beta have the nerve to say that Alpha framed him, it's too much!"

Xiang Jingyuan looked at those words that began to accuse Fang Yichen indiscriminately, and the vicious words were stabbed into his heart one by one. He felt that his reason was losing control bit by bit. They are gradually turning into angry blood red.

How dare they!How dare they accuse my people!

"Delete them all for me." He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath, trying to calm his mind, "Don't leave a single word, and if someone dares to mention a single word, one year's salary will be deducted."

"Yes, I understand." Secretary Qiao nodded hurriedly.

"Also, go and find me the design works of Director Liu and Team Leader Fang. The more the better." He opened his eyes again, and there was no warmth at the corners of his mouth, "I want to compare them one by one."

Secretary Qiao was terrified by the cruelty in his eyes, fearing that a fire at the city gate would harm Chi Yu, so she hurriedly took the task out.

Xiang Jingyuan glanced at the time, sighed, got up and went to the lounge to organize himself.

The self in the mirror was neatly arranged, with a look of indifference to the world, but the shadows in his eyes and the smell of gunpowder all over his body betrayed him—no matter how calm he was, he was now on the verge of rage.

Thinking of those heart-wrenching words, he has an urge to smash the mirror in front of him with a fist. It is the person who is as bright and warm as light in his heart. Why should he be polluted by those unreasonable bad guys who do whatever they want? !

He believed in his heart that Fang Yichen would not do that kind of thing.

His fists were clenched, but he still forced himself to calm down.

Fang Yichen must be very aggrieved and exhausted after bearing so many trumped-up charges. He rubbed the center of his brows, his eyes gradually became clear, and his pheromone was restrained. If possible, let me cook him a warm meal tonight Let yourself snuggle up to him and sleep with him, and then tell him that you will always be the first to believe him.

Thinking of this, he flicked his bangs casually, packed his things and went downstairs.

Secretary Qiao moved quickly, and there was no clue about this matter on the company forum anymore. Xiang Jingyuan was waiting for Fang Yichen downstairs while swiping his phone, and the off-duty employees who passed by never mentioned this matter again. , he was relieved.

When Fang Yichen came over, it was the same as usual, he would still greet him with a smile, he would still take the initiative to help him carry his things, and he would still drive as attentively as usual, without any abnormality in his eyes, but there was something that surprised him expected.

"I'm going to cook, you go and rest for a while." Even after returning home, Fang Yichen didn't give him the slightest chance to show off, and went into the kitchen with the dishes on his own.

Xiang Jingyuan had no choice but to swallow the "I'll cook today" that he was about to say, and followed him into the kitchen in a daze.

He didn't talk to himself, or even mention his grievances, as if nothing had happened. In this case, is it because he doesn't believe in himself, or because he feels that he won't believe him either?

Xiang Jingyuan leaned against the cabinet silently, feeling a little sour in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his sullen look, Fang Yichen couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." He smiled, lowered his head and thought for a long time, then sighed and walked to Fang Yichen's side and asked him cautiously, "Yichen, have you ever heard a fairy tale called "The Old Man Can't Do Things Well?" Is it wrong?"

Fang Yichen shook his head and seemed to be looking at him with interest.

"That is to say, a very poor old man went to the market to sell his only valuable lean horse. In the end, he traded the horse for a cow, the cow for a sheep, and the sheep for a goose. The goose traded a chicken, and finally traded the chicken for a bag of rotten apples for the pigs." He laughed as he spoke, "But when he got home, his wife gave him a loud kiss, Because she thinks that what the old man does can never be wrong, do you think it is magical?"

"It's amazing." Fang Yichen smiled, and continued to lower his head to cut vegetables, "If it is now, he will definitely be beaten by his wife."

Xiang Jingyuan just looked at him, his lips trembled, and then, as if he had finally made up his mind, he wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, pressed his face against his back, as if even the tip of his heart was trembling.

"What I want to say is that I will always stand by your side unconditionally."

Fang Yichen's hands that were chopping vegetables stopped abruptly, his pupils dilated slightly, as if they were filled with unbelievable energy, but the sockets of his eyes turned red uncontrollably.

After a long time, he exhaled tremblingly, turned around and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Xiang Jingyuan felt that this hug was so long and warm, it was so warm that it seemed to melt all the barriers and distances between them, the faint woody fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, it seemed that they had truly connected each other, it seemed that at this moment, they were truly belong to each other.

This feeling made him happy and satisfied.

Then they cook and eat together and wash the dishes together. It is rare that they did not go to work separately, but watched a movie together. The content of the movie did not impress Jing Yuan deeply. The only thing he can remember is when he was close to him , filled with joyful happiness in my heart.

"Have all the students brought the paintings that are going to participate in the competition?"

Fang Yichen, a first-year little bean bag, carefully took out the work he had drawn for a weekend from his schoolbag, and unfolded it with confidence, only to find that his beautiful and romantic rose bush had turned into an ugly lion with teeth and claws at some point .

The smile on the face of the seven-year-old child suddenly disappeared, he clutched the painting in his hand fiercely, and then tore it into pieces.

"Our Haolong family is awesome, and won the first prize in the drawing competition!"

The mother hugged her brother who was two years older than herself and praised her. Both mother and son had the same bright smiles on their faces, as if she was the only outsider in this family.

"But that painting...it was clearly drawn by me..." He looked at the rose bush in his brother's hand and murmured softly.

"What did you say?" Mom finally looked at herself, but her face suddenly changed, "How can you slander your brother?"

"Yichen, do you think your elder brother, a high-level Alpha, has weaker painting talent than you? Can you stop saying that about your elder brother?"

"That's right. Could it be that I will snatch your painting?" Brother Fang Haoyu's eyes were full of naked contempt and arrogance, but the words of the nine-year-old child pierced people's hearts, "Fang Yichen, you won't be persecuted." Paranoia?"

I didn't!Obviously you stole my painting!He opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound, because he was an ordinary Beta, so he deserved to be deprived of the right to speak.

He could only lower his head again.

Although I don't have the talent to be proud of, I will work hard. My achievements all depend on myself step by step. Although I am not a high-level Alpha, I... am also your family...

He lowered his head, not noticing that the scene around him had changed, and the oppressive living room suddenly turned into a beautiful garden.

The baby, who was obviously timid but pretended to be calm, tugged at his sleeve timidly, his eyes were shining brightly, and his heart softened suddenly with the little voice of the baby.

"Brother, you are my most important friend, will you always be my good friend?"

"Brother, I like your paintings the most. Can you draw me another rose?"

He was stunned, and the scene changed rapidly again. He seemed to be growing up with the milk doll in front of him, and the picture finally froze. Xiang Jingyuan, who had grown into an adult, was still standing in front of him, smiling a little shyly.

"I just want to say that I will always stand by your side unconditionally."

Fang Yichen opened his eyes suddenly, his heart was sore and swollen, but it was inexplicably full.

Turning his head to look over, Xiang Jingyuan had already curled up beside him and slept soundly. He lightly touched his hand on his pillow, which felt a little cool.

He sighed, reached out and pulled the man into his arms, then closed his eyes again.

【Speak】

Bamboo horse from heaven hahaha~?