C88 Warm How to Die

Liu Zhe immediately took out a heart-shaped paper cup cake and placed it on top of Chi Jingshen's palm.

Chi Jingshen held the cake in his hand and extended his hand forward, "Open your mouth, quickly."

Wen Nuan's heart was thumping hard. Her small face immediately flushed red as she said bashfully: "What are you doing?"

"Hey, why are you still being stubborn? How big is it? Is one night between us not enough? " Chi Jingshen stood up, his eyebrows knitted slightly.

Wen Nuan's face became even redder, oh my god, he never thought that what he asked her was so unreliable and sad. She snatched the cake from him quickly and said softly, "You're at work. Why are you making so much noise? Other people are going to talk about me again. "

What are you doing? Who said you? "To get your resignation report, you have to work hard to get new blood from the NS. It's almost time to start hiring in the fall." ""Chi Chen's voice was loud enough to silence the audience.

Lin Peiru and Li Lan were so angry that their hair almost stood up straight. They looked at each other and did not dare say anything.

"Eat and work properly." Chi Jingshen said indifferently and left with his people.

He came like the wind, went like the wind, suddenly and mysteriously ran over. He looked at the place that was not set up properly, and left Wen Nuan with a huge box of all kinds of cakes, before leaving.

Were they really here to inspect the work?

Or was it here to give Wen Nuan food?

The venue was silent for a moment. Everyone looked over and all sorts of discussions broke out.

Wen Nuan was overwhelmed by the favor. She stared at the cake that was almost half of the table, and silently counted it. There were a total of forty-eight of them, with all kinds of flavors.

He's feeding the pigs!

She scolded him, but her mood was much better, so she called her colleagues to come and eat together with her.

"President Chi is treating everyone to food, come!" She beckoned with her hand for a long time, but no one dared to come close.

When did Chi Jingshen say he was treating everyone to food? He had clearly said, "Hey, hey …" Hey, Wen Nuan!

"President Jia!" Wen Nuan hurriedly called out to Jia Yuanqing. Jia Yuanqing was the best at helping her out, so it was definitely not wrong to call him that.

"You can eat it. It's for you." Jia Yuanqing did not cooperate at this time and did not raise his head to do anything.

Wen Nuan looked around. They were talking about her and secretly watching her, but no one met her eyes. They hid their envious, jealous, suspicious, unwilling, and disdainful gazes. At this time, Wen Nuan was completely isolated from them.

Forget it, just ignore it. She didn't need to spend so much time and effort on communicating with him.

However, how could she finish so many cakes? After stuffing three of them into his stomach, he started to regret dragging the suitcase away. What would happen if he found out later? Why don't we quietly drag the box back? Wait, did he already know?

Where's the backbone? Wen Nuan, where's your backbone? Had he been smashed into smithereens by the sugar-coated artillery shell just like that?

But Wen Nuan really liked this kind of sugar-coated artillery shell! After so many years, who cares if she was hungry or not, or if she ate anything, what she wanted to eat, what she liked to eat? Who would come specially just because she hadn't eaten?

Forty-eight cakes, all her favorite flavors, tea, chocolate, mango... And all of them came from the cake shop she yearned for the most, "Love."

The food there was expensive, a palm-sized piece of cake would cost two to three hundred yuan, and she could afford to buy one every year on her birthday. She could look at it for an hour, eat it for another hour, and wish that she could knead it into nanoparticles and eat it for as long as she could.

She felt that Chi Jingshen was really mysterious, how could he be so sure about her preferences every single time? From her favorite dishes to her favorite cakes, one hit one hit the nail on the head. How did he do it?

Li Lan and Lin Peiru watched the scene from afar, so angry that they almost vomited blood.

"Peiru, is what you said going to work? I think that President Chi is really different from her. " Li Lan curled his lips and said with a face full of jealousy.

"What's different?" Young Uncle did this on purpose, to anger my aunt. She did not want to get married to the Chu Clan. I hate Wen Nuan so much that I want to splash her face with oil. " Lin Peiru clenched his fists and said hatefully: "You know that the reason why Han Ting and I got married was because of her."

"Ah?" Is she still trying to seduce Han Ting? " Li Lan asked in surprise.

"It's a long story!" Lin Peiru said softly with a cold face: "But you can rest assured, my Young Uncle said that he will bring his wife back within a month, we'll see how Wen Nuan dies then."

"Then... "Then am I okay?" Li Lan asked in disappointment.

"Which man isn't out there, one after the other? I'll find a way for you to become his secretary. My uncle also wanted to have his own people around him, but there was never a suitable one. "Don't worry, we're good friends. Your problem is my problem." Lin Peiru pulled her hand and smiled.

"Peiru, I'll depend on you then." Li Lan said with a smile.

"Also, tomorrow night is a good opportunity, let's see how she will still have the face to continue staying in here after Wen Nuan ruthlessly makes a fool of himself." Lin Peiru went close to Li Lan's ear and whispered a few words.

Li Lan hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "If something goes wrong, this is not a small matter."

"No, don't worry." Lin Peiru laughed complacently, he had a sinister expression on his face, "Listen to my arrangements, think about it, this is not the first time I have dealt with her!"

"Actually, I don't really understand why you hate her so much. You didn't like Han Ting in the past, but now you like her? " Li Lan asked curiously.

Lin Peiru took out a bottle of perfume from his bag, wiped it behind his ear and said disapprovingly: "Who said there's a reason to hate someone? I just hate her. "

"Fine." Li Lan shrugged and said softly, "I'll follow your arrangements anyway … "However, the matter regarding the vice president for next month …"

"It must be you. In terms of qualifications and ability, you can't refuse it." Lin Peiru took her hand, and sprayed some perfume behind her ears, and said with a smile: "Now that Chi Jingshen has just come back, although he is very famous, but in the end he couldn't see, and anything is inconvenient, so everything is taken care of. In the end, it all depends on my uncle and aunt. "My aunt can make decisions about choosing servants."

Wen Nuan felt Li Lan and Lin Peiru staring at him with malicious intent. Other than scolding her, there was nothing good about the two of them together. She divided the cake into several portions and gave one to Jia Yuanqing, telling her to bring it back for Sister Yu to eat. One, she prepared to use it as a present and bring it to Liu Jianxiong's home tonight.

She was looking forward to meeting up with the Liu family!

After bidding farewell to Jia Yuanqing, she hailed a taxi, and drove straight to the Liu family via the address that Liu Jianxiong gave her.

It was a small 70-square-foot suite.

"Auntie Liu." When Wen Nuan saw Aunt Liu who had turned fat, he immediately pounced on her in excitement.

"Warm." Aunt Liu beamed as she pulled her into her embrace and ruthlessly rubbed her back a few times.

Wen Nuan looked at her face carefully. There were wrinkles at the corner of her eyes and her hair had turned white. She was only two years older than Lin Hui, but she looked ten years older.

"Come and sit." Liu Wei took off his apron and greeted her loudly.

"Brother Liu, Sister Liu." Wen Nuan sweetly greeted her.

"Warm sitting." She put a glass of lemonade in front of her and said with a smile, "Your brother said that you liked to drink lemonade when you were little. I bought some in the afternoon. You can bring it back later. "

"Ha, Liu-ge still remembers?" I used to steal your lemons. " Wen Nuan held onto his water cup, his eyes shining.

"Not only do you remember, mom also said that back then, he wanted to marry you as his wife. If you didn't move away, I wouldn't be playing right now." Sister-in-law Liu laughed loudly.

Liu Wei quickly covered her mouth and said embarrassedly, "Xiao Wen, your sister-in-law likes to joke around."

"Nope, you're still hiding her picture. This little girl is already a beauty." Sister-in-law Liu pulled his hand away and said loudly.

"Aiya, you're still talking." Liu Wei was an honest man. His face turned red when his wife made a ruckus like this.

"But Little Warm is prettier than Mom says. Do you have a boyfriend?" Sister-in-Law Liu pursed her lips into a smile. She stopped messing with him and dragged a chair over to sit beside Wen Nuan to chat with her.

"Alright, give me an introduction." Wen Nuan went along with her words and joked around.

"There are a lot of handsome young men in Dad's department. Tell them to come over during the weekend and stand in a row. Pick one." Sister-in-law Liu said with a smile.

"They still want to pick me, I don't have anything." Wen Nuan said with a smile.

As long as you have a good face, if you have a good face and a good figure, then a man would be completely bewitched. I can even give you my heart and lungs." Sister-in-law Liu looked at Liu Wei again and said loudly on purpose.

"I'm here again. I just saw someone else in the supermarket at noon." Liu Wei said helplessly.

"I was talking about him today." Liu Jianxiong said happily.

"Dad, I was joking with him... I'll feed Eggy first. " Sister-in-law Liu jumped up and ran into the room. There was the sound of a baby crying, loud.

Wen Nuan curiously followed her. Lying in the crib was a beautiful little baby, kicking Little Fatty's legs, his face full of tears.

"My son." Sister-in-law Liu lifted the clothes to feed the baby, smiled and said: "One year old."

"That's great." Wen Nuan immediately thought of the word "live" that Chi Jingshen had spoken last night.