Chapter 58： Jiang Wanwan's face seemed to be burned by fire...

Jiang Wanwan's face turned red in an instant like it was burned by fire. She bluffed and glared at Xi Heming: "Shut up, don't talk."

Xi Heming smiled and looked at her: "You look so terrible."

Jiang Wanwan felt that her face became hot now, as if her hair had turned red. She stretched out her hand and snatched the empty cup in Xi Heming's hand, and ran out of the living room a few steps. She was relieved until she came to the empty western kitchen.

She walked to the cupboard, just about to put the cup in the dishwasher, and when she looked up, she saw her face reflected on the cupboard that looked like a mirror. In the mirror, my hair was a bit messy, and my cheeks were flushing, as if I had just done something ulterior.

Jiang Wanwan looked at her appearance and felt her throat a little dry. She turned on the drinking fountain and took a full glass of warm water and drank the whole glass of water in one sigh, and then reacted afterwards when she wiped the drops of water on the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand. Come here, this is the cup that Xi Heming just used.

Jiang Wanwan felt that the heat wave she had just suppressed was surging again. She hurriedly stuffed the cup into the dishwasher, took out a new cup from the cabinet, and drank a full glass of ice water. , This made myself calm down.

For Xi Heming, she admits that she has some good feelings, but having a good feeling does not mean she wants to fall in love with him. Xi Heming's defense against her when he got married is still vivid. If he makes a hook, she will pass by. Doesn't it mean that she has been coveting him? Moreover, Jiangcheng Technology is now in a critical period of development. If falling in love at this time will definitely affect the development of the career, she does not have that much energy.

More importantly, she still owes 50 million yuan, and she is still in contractual marriage with him. She hopes that she can redefine the relationship between the two after returning the money and dissolving the abnormal marriage.

Jiang Wanwan took a sip of ice water with a glass of water. The whole person finally calmed down. He was just teasing her and didn't confess to her. When will he confess openly and openly chase her, she is doing well. Consider.

After drinking the last sip of ice water, Jiang Wanwan had returned to her usual calm and composure. She returned to the living room and squatted silently and continued to cut her sleeves for Xi Heming. Because she didn't have the fascination just now, her efficiency improved instantly, and she quickly cut the shirt and took off the clothes for him.

Xi Heming noticed her changes as soon as Jiang Wanwan came back. He was inconvenient to say when she used the scissors. When she finally took off the clothes for herself, when she turned to leave, he quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist. There was some anxiety in the voice: "Wanwan, are you angry?"

Jiang Wanwan was almost blinded by his powerful chest and abdominal muscles as soon as she turned her head. She took a few deep breaths, forced herself to turn her face, and replied solemnly: "I'm not angry, I'm just going to get the footbath for you. "While speaking, I wanted to withdraw my hand.

Not only did Xi Heming not let go, but slid down a bit and held her hand: "Wanwan, what I just said is not frivolous to you, I am..."

"Okay!" Jiang Wanwan interrupted him, covering her mouth with her other hand and yawning: "You are all sleepy in the middle of the night. You can wash your feet and go to sleep."

Seeing the exhausted look on Jiang Wanwan's face, Xi Heming let go of his hand, extremely annoyed in his heart. What he meant today was to take Jiang Wanwan to relax and let her go home to go to bed early, but he didn't expect to kill Si Xiaoyang halfway through, causing so many incidents.

Jiang Wanwan took a pot of warm water and pushed out the footbath. Xi Heming sighed softly: "Although I can't move one hand, I am not really disabled. Go back to the room and rest. The rest is myself. Just come."

"Really?" Jiang Wanwan looked at him suspiciously. After all, the big brother Niu broke his arm and got out of the wheelchair in a wheelchair. It looked no different from a disability.

"Really!" Xi Heming pushed Jiang Wanwan to the door of her bedroom with his uninjured hand, reached out to open her door, but did not let go, lowered his head and looked at her eyes: "Good night, do A good dream!"

"Good night!" Jiang Wanwan squeezed in from the open door like a bunny with a **** stab, turned around and slammed the door shut, shutting Xi Heming outside.

Xi Heming, who was still holding his hand on the doorknob, smiled silently, and whispered in a voice that he could only hear: "Jiang Wanwan, I like you."

****

After experiencing such a thing, Jiang Wanwan lay down for a long time after washing and fell asleep. It was almost ten o'clock when she opened her eyes in the morning. It was the first time she got up so late since the robot went on the market.

Jiang Wanwan called the secretary to arrange the affairs of the company. When he came out of the room, Xi Heming was wearing casual clothes with half a sleeve missing and was discussing matters with the special assistant. Hearing the voice, Xi Heming raised his head and showed a big smile: " Are you up? Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's okay." Jiang Wanwan glanced at the special assistant a little awkwardly, and nodded at him: "Li Te help early."

"Mrs. Early."

Li Tezhu looked as usual. Although he did not attend Xi Heming’s wedding, as the most confidant of the president, he knows more than other executives, such as this Jiangcheng Technology who has appeared frequently in the company recently. Mr. Jiang is actually the new wife of the president. Apart from the driver, it seems that only he knows the truth in the company.

Li Tezhu came this time mainly to deal with Si Xiaoyang's affairs. Jiang Wanwan had no good feelings for this neuropathy, and was unwilling to listen to them more, so he went straight to the restaurant for breakfast.

When Jiang Wanwan returned to the living room after finishing his meal, Li Tezhu had already left. She looked at Xi Heming who was sitting on the sofa and reading the documents with some hesitation, with a distressed expression on her face.

Although he didn't look up, Xi Heming seemed to have guessed her troubles. While turning over the document, he said: "You can go to the company. I have Aunt Wang at home to take care of me. The driver and nanny are at home, so don't worry."

Jiang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, but she felt sorry for her. After all, Xi Heming was injured because she blocked the knife, and she always felt uncomfortable leaving him to go to work: "Or I'll work at home..."

Xi Heming put down the file in his hand and got up to walk in front of Jiang Wanwan, and pressed her on her shoulder: "I said it's okay. There is a babysitter at home, and you can't help much at home. Jiangcheng Technology is now developing. During this critical period, there is still a lot of work for you to do, so hurry up and go to the company."

"That's good." Jiang Wanwan glanced at her watch, and now she had time to process a batch of documents when she went to the company: "Then I'll go to work first. If you have anything to do, please call me."

"Okay!" Xi Heming sent her to the hallway and watched her change her shoes and bag to go out: "Get back early in the evening. I'll wait for you to have dinner."

Jiang Wanwan waved her hand and smiled at him: "Okay!"

***

As soon as Jiang Wanwan arrived at the company, she devoted herself to busy work. Because she ate breakfast late, she didn't even eat lunch. She spent her time at work and reviewed a batch of papers and materials.

When the secretary came in to review the documents, he also brought an invitation letter: "Mr. Jiang, there is a cocktail party for the new technology industry tonight. The organizer invites you to participate."

"Why are you not informing now?" Jiang Wanwan took a look. Many companies on the invitation letter are small well-known technology companies, which are a rare opportunity to communicate with their peers.

"Reply to the organizer, I will be there on time tonight."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang." The secretary continued to ask: "Then Jiang always goes to the appointment by himself or which manager will he bring with him?"

Jiang Wanwan thought for a while: "Call Manager Zhang from the product department to come with me."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xi Heming looked at a table of exquisite dinners and called Jiang Wanwan expectantly: "Wanwan, dinner is ready, what time are you coming back for dinner?"

Jiang Wanwan’s exclamation came from the phone: “Ah, I’m sorry I forgot to tell you. There is a reception tonight, I’m afraid I can’t go home for dinner.”

At this moment, a slightly magnetic man's voice rang in the phone: "Mr. Jiang, we should go in."

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore." Jiang Wanwan hurriedly exhorted: "You can rest early after you have eaten."

The phone was hung up unexpectedly, and Xi Heming's face changed from sunny to dark. If he heard it correctly, the man's voice should have been Zhang Yuqing, the product manager of Jiangcheng Technology.

Humph, the length is much worse than him!