Wen Xi: “…”
really.
She guessed right.
"Thank you." She turned her head to look at He Tingyan and thanked him sincerely.
"No need, it's my duty." He Tingyan said calmly.
"Should I?"
"Well, you're mine now."
"Your people?!"
"Yes, half of Quduo's shares now belong to the He family. You are Quduo's contracted anchor. As the boss, I naturally have the obligation to protect the company's employees." The man explained calmly.
"So that's how it is."
Hearing him say this, Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
She was really scared just now.
I thought the boss was suddenly provoked into acting like a domineering boss.
It turned out that she was too frightened and overthinking it.
How could He Tingyan, the cold-faced devil, workaholic, and devilish tutor, possibly have anything to do with the overbearing CEO...
The hotel was quite far from home. Wen Xi and He Xing chatted for a while and fell asleep out of exhaustion without knowing when.
"Home."
It wasn't until He Tingyan's magnetic voice rang in her ears that she suddenly woke up.
Wen Xi went to unbuckle her seat belt in a daze, and only then discovered that He Tingyan's coat had covered her body at some point.
She hurriedly handed the clothes back to him.
Just then, a folded piece of paper slipped out of her inner pocket and fell at her feet.
He Tingyan was quick to pick it up.
"Let me do it."
Wen Xi bent down first and picked it up.
Seeing He Tingyan's strange expression, could the things on this paper be important?
Wen Xi swore that he would never want to pry into other people's privacy.
But the words on the paper were as big as a bucket, and it was hard not to see them.
President Croton's Little Wife
President Croton's Beloved
The Daily Life of President Croton's Doting Wife
A bold red line was drawn under "Good night, Badou Lengshao".
Wen Xi: ...
This looks like a list of books.
Moreover, this list of books fell out of He Tingyan's pocket.
Wen Xi's eyebrows twitched slightly.
With an indescribable expression, he returned the paper to He Tingyan.
I never thought that this big guy who always has a stern face actually has a tender girlish heart.
You are so old, but you still read romance novels!!!
He Tingyan took the paper from Wen Xi and saw her expression. After a moment's hesitation, he immediately said expressionlessly, "This is not mine."
"oh."
Wen Xi responded without hesitation.
Got it, boss, no need to explain.
Who doesn't have a 'special' hobby these days?
Seeing Wen Xi's obvious disbelief, He Tingyan frowned and continued to explain, "We confiscated He Xing's things."
He Xing, who was pretending to be asleep in the back row, was eavesdropping.
After being blamed, he immediately jumped out: "Uncle, you are lying, this is obviously..." Someone said he didn't want it, but took it away secretly!
However, before He Xing could reveal the truth, He Tingyan glared at him.
"...Obviously...I handed it over on my own initiative!"
He Xing gritted his teeth and gave in.
Oh no, it's my fault that my pocket money is in this guy's hands.
Wen Xi: “…”
Forget it, she'd better keep silent.
Seeing through things but not speaking them out loud is the highest level of accomplishment for an adult.
Bosses also need to save face.
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In just a few days, the scene where Wen Xi and Wu Jiarou competed in painting at the ceremony was cut into a short video and dominated the hot searches.
"Oh my god, this girl is amazing! She drew five people in just fifteen minutes, and they're pictures within pictures. Are they people?"
"Ouch, why am I kneeling on the ground..."
"Am I the only one who noticed that judge? He's giving off a strong, overbearing, CEO vibe, isn't he?!"
"What CEO style? He's obviously a good person!"
The internet was a mixed bag, and He Tingyan was quickly recognized.
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