It was indeed a bit awkward for an elder to ask a younger person such a question directly.

But it was an important matter, so Yin Qinghe had to ask clearly.

Jing Shaoci looked at him for a few seconds, then looked away and said, "It wasn't possible at first, but then a few times..."

Jing Shaoci was also very uncomfortable answering such a question, and after a pause he said, "It's OK."

Yin Qinghe closed his eyes and exhaled as if he had survived a disaster.

After he opened his eyes, he patted Jing Shaoci on the shoulder and said, "It's hard for you."

These two people became awkward again. After avoiding each other's eyes for a while, Jing Shaoci said, "Master, I'll leave first."

"Well, go ahead."

After he left, Xie Chence, who had been sitting in the small living room, slowly put down the book in his hand.

He stood up and walked into the bedroom. Yin Qinghe was standing there with his eyes downcast, not moving.

Xie Chence walked over, held him in his arms, and patted him on the back gently.

"Xiaohe, as long as Xiaowu is doing well now, you..."

"I am guilty." Yin Qinghe pressed his eyes on his shoulders and choked up, "I hurt Xiaowu."

In essence, everything that happened in the previous life was caused by him. If Xiaowu had not avenged him, none of this would have happened.

Xie Chence lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, and hugged Yin Qinghe for a long time.

When the person in his arms finally calmed down, he whispered, "Are you going to tell Xiaowu the truth?"

Yin Qinghe shook his head, then stood up and wiped his face.

"I plan to find an opportunity to return the spirit in his body to Jing Shaoci, and then go find the meteorite, make it into a virtual soul, and let Xiaowu's three souls and six spirits return to their original positions."

Xie Chence thought for a moment and said, "So, the reason why Xiaojing can be moved without the spirit is because the spirit in Xiaowu's body originally belonged to him."

"That's right." Yin Qinghe nodded slightly, "If it weren't for his soul, Xiaowu would have no chance of reincarnation."

Xie Chence's eyes were a little dim, and he didn't say anything.

The day Yan Zixiu came back was the day when the variety show he and Lu Qiaobei recorded was broadcast.

"It's just a promotion, there's nothing good to see."

Jing Shaoci noticed something was wrong when Yan Zixiu took the initiative to pull him back to the bedroom.

Although the little Taoist priest would not lie, there was definitely something he couldn't know about this episode.

"It's still early, let's watch it for a while before going to bed."

Yan Zixiu's Adam's apple moved up and down, thinking that the segment was later and he would have time to find an opportunity in the middle.

He pursed his lips slightly and nodded, "Okay."

When the show started, the first guessing segment played normally.

Unexpectedly, the order was reversed in the later part, and it went straight to the segment where he and Lu Qiaobei asked each other questions.

It would be a bit too obvious to ask the sweet potato to go upstairs now.

Yan Zixiu curled his fingers on his legs, and all his little movements were seen by Jing Shaoci with his remaining eyes.

The first two questions barely made it to the point, but when Jing Shaoci heard the sentence, 'Brother Yan, have you ever thought of me as your boyfriend?', a cold laugh escaped from his throat.

"This kid deserves a beating."

The beating here refers to Yin Jue's stick.

Yan Zixiu took the initiative to hold his hand and explained, "This is what the director asked him to ask, not..."

"You still dare to speak for him?" Jing Shaoci interrupted him.

While the two were talking, the program showed the part where Yan Zixiu was massaging Lu Qiaobei.

From being unable to endure the bone correction to Yan Zixiu chasing Lu Qiaobei all over the place, Jing Shaoci's expression became more and more dangerous. What

's even more terrible is that in the later stage, the scene of the two chasing each other was added with soft light and slow motion, and the two people looked like they were filming a pure love idol drama.

Yan Zixiu quickly explained, "I really run very fast."

"So," Jing Shaoci glanced at him, "you are just determined to catch up with him?"

Yan Zixiu had never been able to argue with him, so he stopped making excuses and moved closer and whispered, "Can I give you a massage when I get back to your room?" Unexpectedly

, Jing Shaoci widened his black eyes and said, "You did something wrong and you still want to straighten my bones?"

His voice was a little loud, causing Xie Wanxin and Yin Qinghe to turn their heads and look over.

Yin Qinghe crossed his arms as if he was watching a good show, and said, "The bone-setting technique was passed down to Xiaowu by Chen Ce. Enjoy it once and you will never forget it."

After saying that, he looked at Yan Zixiu and said, "When you set the bones for this kid, were you wearing clothes or not?"

Yan Zixiu's ears instantly turned red. He stood up, bowed, and then forcibly pulled Jing Shaoci away.

When they returned to the bedroom, Yan Zixiu was still racking his brains to think of ways to coax him, but Jing Shaoci took the initiative to say, "Yanyan, I'm not angry anymore."

Looking at the other party's somewhat surprised eyes, he raised the corners of his lips and said, "But I have a condition."

After being together for so long, Yan Zixiu is no longer as easy to fool as before.

"Since you're no longer bothered, why do you still want to put forward conditions?"

Jing Shaoci grabbed his waist and said, "Then consider it as compensation." Yan Zixiu

knew his temper. Even if he didn't agree, he would always find another reason, so he said, "You say."

"Accompany me to the company tomorrow."

Yan Zixiu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Jing Shaoci visited him on set when he was filming, so it was fair for him to go to Yunsheng as well.

The next morning, when Jing Shaoci got up, he did not linger in bed, but got out of bed and washed up.

After returning, he sat on the bed and kissed Yan Zixiu's face, and whispered, "Yan Yan, get up."

Yan Zixiu subconsciously wanted to cover his head with the quilt, but was stopped by a big hand.

"You forgot, you said you would accompany me to work today."

Yan Zixiu sobered up after hearing this, and pushed Jing Shaoci away and sat up.

When he came back from the cloakroom after washing up, Jing Shaoci frowned at his clothes.

"You're just going to wear this?"

When there was no notice, Yan Zixiu preferred to wear loose and casual clothes.

Now he was wearing a gray sweater and black sneakers.

"Is it not good?"

Jing Shaoci did not say anything, but walked to the cloakroom to get a high-end suit, and before coming out, he also took a dark red tie.

"Change into this."

Yan Zixiu took it and turned around to change his sweater inside.

After the two went downstairs, Xie Wanxin looked at the two of them wearing suits and asked in confusion: "Xiu Xiu, aren't you resting at home these two days?"

Yan Zixiu replied: "I have to accompany Ba Si Di Gua to work today."

It was the first time that Yin Qinghe heard this title, and asked directly: "Why do you call him Ba Si Di Gua?"

Yan Zixiu said: "My mother asked me to think of a name for Jing Shao Ci, so I call him that at home."

Yin Qinghe sneered in her nose, obviously trying to hold back a laugh, and even Xie Chence beside her couldn't help but raise the corner of his lip.

Jing Shao Ci didn't think there was anything wrong with it. This was a nickname given to him by the little Taoist priest, so sweet and soft.

After dinner, the two took the elevator to the garage together.

Yan Zixiu sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt when Jing Shaoci said, "You will be my little secretary for a day."

Yan Zixiu turned around and said, "But I don't know anything about the things in your company, so I can't help you."

Jing Shaoci looked at him with deep eyes and said, "You don't need to help me, just take care of me." Yan

Zixiu looked at him for a few seconds and said, "If you were an emperor, you would definitely be a tyrant."

Jing Shaoci raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the point of sitting on the throne? You are the most important." Yan

Zixiu turned his head away and ignored him.

After arriving at the parking lot of Yunsheng headquarters, the two took the exclusive elevator together.

The three people in the secretary's office had already arrived. When they heard the prompt tone of the elevator arrival, they immediately stood up.

"Morning, President..."

Before the administrative secretary finished greeting, the three people's decent smiles froze on their faces.

The president... brought his wife to work? !

No matter how shocked the three people were, Jing Shaoci replied with a blank expression, "Good morning", and then took Yan Zixiu's hand.

Yan Zixiu immediately broke away, and then looked at him with a warning.

"President, you should go to work."

Looking at his lover's serious look, Jing Shaoci raised the corners of his lips slightly, and then walked towards the president's office in cooperation.

After the door was closed, Yan Zixiu introduced himself to the three people: "Hello, my name is Yan Zixiu, I am the president's..."

He thought about the wording in his mind, and then said: "I am the president's personal secretary."

One of the three secretaries coughed, one bowed his head, and one pinched his thigh, and no one dared to laugh out loud.

After the three people finally managed to hold back their words, the executive secretary spoke first, "Hello, Mr. Yan. I am Gao Wuying, the executive secretary of the president."

Then, the conference secretary and the assistant secretary introduced themselves, but the three of them did not dare to shake hands with Yan Zixiu.

After the four people had greeted each other, Yan Zixiu asked, "Where should I sit?"

The assistant immediately said, "Just sit here. Secretary Zheng's desk is big, so we can use one."

Yan Zixiu nodded and said, "Thank you."

After he sat down, the executive secretary quickly brought a laptop and placed it in front of him.

Yan Zixiu was about to ask what he should do when the switchboard on the desk rang.

The conference secretary quickly picked up the phone and said, "President."

"Well, have someone bring in a cup of coffee."

Although Jing Shaoci did not specify a candidate, the conference secretary put down the phone and said, "Mr. Yan, the president, please bring in a cup of coffee."

"Okay."

After Yan Zixiu stood up, the assistant immediately took him to the tea room. After

the two walked away, the conference secretary covered his mouth and said excitedly, "Help me, I look too handsome from a close distance."

The administrative secretary covered his chest and said, "The president can still insist on going to work every day facing this face. His willpower is really extraordinary."

The coffee machine used in the tea room was imported from Italy. It was all in foreign languages. Yan Zixiu didn't know how to operate it.

"Excuse me, this..."

"I'll do it." The assistant didn't dare to let his wife do it herself. After taking out the steamed cup, he quickly made a cup of coffee.

Yan Zixiu picked up the coffee cup, walked to the door of the president's office and knocked.

"Come in."

From the time Yan Zixiu entered the room to the time he put the coffee on the table, Jing Shaoci did not raise his eyes.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave."

"Wait." Jing Shaoci moved his long legs under the table and slid the chair back a distance, "Come here, feed me." Yan

Zixiu looked at him coldly, then spread out the five fingers of his right hand and covered the mouth of the cup.

Just when Jing Shaoci was wondering why he was so obedient, the coffee cup suddenly made a cracking sound.

"Mr. Jing usually drinks coffee with his secretary sitting on his lap?"

Jing Shaoci's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained, "Yan Yan, isn't it..."

"The coffee cup is cracked, I'll change another cup for you."

The three secretaries watched Yan Zixiu carry the coffee in, and within two minutes he brought the coffee cup out again. After looking at each other, they were all confused.

After Yan Zixiu came out of the tea room again, he put the cup in front of the assistant, "Please take this cup of coffee in."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and then immediately did as he was told.

Jing Shaoci didn't get any benefits, but was misunderstood as having a bad style. He was so frustrated that his lungs hurt.

This situation continued until the meeting at 10 o'clock. Jing Shaoci went to the front of the meeting room and said in a serious tone: "Secretary Yan, you will take the meeting minutes today."

The other three people understood immediately after hearing this.

With technology so advanced now, there is no need to do manual record keeping. Besides, even if it is necessary, it should be done by the lower departments, not the president's secretary.

But the three of them knew it well, but Yan Zixiu didn't understand it.

When he heard that it was a serious job, he picked up the laptop on the table and followed Jing Shaoci downstairs.

Before getting out of the elevator, he put a triangular talisman paper into his trouser pocket.

Pushing open the door of the conference room, all the supervisors above the M2 level of the Finance Department had already taken their seats.

Logically, the appearance of a big star like Yan Zixiu, even if it didn't surprise everyone, would at least steal a few glances at him, but everyone was just like usual, and no one paid attention to the president's secretary.

Jing Shaoci knew that the little Taoist must have used some magic again, so he sat down expressionlessly.

This meeting was mainly to discuss Yunsheng's financial budget for the next quarter, and was chaired by the group's deputy chief financial officer.

Once Jing Shaoci entered the working state, he immediately became stern and serious, and did not look at Yan Zixiu the whole time.

He was not distracted, but Yan Zixiu became abnormal.

With Yunsheng's current status in China, those who can sit in the senior management of the headquarters are all elite talents without exception.

For example, the deputy CFO who is now presiding over the meeting graduated from the top university in the United States, won countless honors in school, and has outstanding abilities after going out to work. Not only that, he is also handsome and young.

"We rejected the request for an increase in budget from the Country A branch because I think there is no need to expand the electronic business before completing the acquisition of Shengqi."

Song Chenyu said, his eyes fell on Jing Shaoci.

For the eleventh time, Yan Zixiu said in his heart.

In fact, in such occasions, everyone pays attention to the president's expression completely subconsciously, but Song Chenyu is different.

No matter who speaks, no matter what is said, he will find a chance to look at Jing Shaoci. Even

though he hid it very well, Yan Zixiu still saw the hidden emotions in his eyes.

This person, the sweet potato with a crush on him.