Chapter 4 4. I was so sensitive when he held my hand, and it felt so strange and numb. ...
Secretary Zhou rubbed his eyes, and the boss's mouth curves more than ever before.
He smiled as someone hurried over and stopped them, asking, "Signature?"
The CFO smiled and replied, "Last quarter's report, please report to Mr. Shi."
Secretary Zhou gave a thumbs-up and said, "We're lucky. Mr. Shi is in a great mood right now. Wait a moment."
Shi Jingzhou cleared his throat and called back.
"Since you want me to go back, let Aunt Chen prepare dinner."
He was just about to edit the message when the soft and sweet voice sounded again.
"No, I have an appointment tonight. If you go home, I can take Peanut for a walk. Thank you."
“…”
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without giving him a chance to retort.
He didn't save the number, tried to trick him, and finally hung up the phone.
Want him to come home and help her walk the dog?
Secretary Zhou watched as his boss's expression turned from sunny to cloudy and now raining heavily. He turned to the CFO and said sternly, "If I don't sign today, I'll be dead. I suggest you come back tomorrow. What do you think?"
The CFO peeked into the office through the crack in the door.
"Secretary Zhou, you have worked hard. You have a long way to go." After saying that, he clamped the documents in his hand and turned around to leave.
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Mi Yanyan took the shoe box from the counter and examined it. The mid-heels were beautiful and unpretentious, suitable for the new employee Yu Wan. She smiled and said, "Please wrap it up for me. I'll give it to someone else."
The familiar counter lady immediately understood and said, "I'll go pack it. Xiaomi, please sit down for a while."
After thanking him and sitting down on the sofa, taking a sip of the scented tea, the young lady returned to her arms, holding two shoe boxes, and asked, "This is a new model that has arrived. It's a different color than the one you wanted before. Want to try it?"
She took a glance at it and was immediately attracted by it, her eyes full of love that could not be concealed. With her instep stepped into the 10.5cm stiletto heels, she could walk very steadily. The young lady couldn't help but sigh: "It looks good, and the legs are so long."
In the full-length mirror, she was still wearing the same denim shorts she had worn when she went out that morning. Her snow-white legs seemed to stretch out even longer. Every two steps she took, customers would ask if the same pair was still available. They also wanted to try them on. Mi Yanyan was reluctant to take them off, and when she looked up again, an ugly face appeared in the mirror.
"Yan Yan?" The person who called her was Fang Jie, secretary of her father Mi Wenzhong. Mi Wenzhong followed her into the store upon hearing the voice.
Mi Yanyan's mother, Zhang Qiaoshu, has always called Fang Jie another name -
Your father's mistress.
Soon, a little girl in her early twenties, who was following behind the two of them, sat down opposite Mi Yanyan. She crossed her legs and looked at Mi Wenzhong pitifully, saying, "Dad, I like this pair too."
Mi Yanyan was not surprised. After all, she was 26 years old, and the girl opposite was already 20. Over the past twenty years, Mi Wenzhong had gone through a long process from sneaking around to showing off, and finally stopping pretending.
"Please give us another pair," Mi Wenzhong said impartially, "Yan Yan, let's check out together later."
Very good, save 6,000 yuan.
The young lady leaned over and apologized, "Sir, I just checked and found that Nancheng only has one pair." For a size 35 foot, every pair of shoes is a blessing. It's embarrassing. Mi Wenzhong's genes may have inherited size 35, and so did the person opposite.
Mi Xin'er's face fell, and she opened her mouth and said, "Let me try yours. You usually only go to the pet hospital, so you can't wear such high heels."
The words were harsh, but they had appeared quite frequently in recent years. Mi Yanyan knew that the problem lay with her mother who refused to divorce.
She wasn't going to give in today. "Pre-order it yourself. This is the pair I want."
The girl immediately crossed her arms in displeasure, "It's my birthday this month," she turned to look at Mi Wenzhong, "Dad, why don't you discuss this with Mi Yanyan."
Mi Wenzhong didn't like to be embarrassed in front of outsiders, and replied to her with a serious expression: "This is my sister, there is nothing to discuss, just buy another pair." Although it seemed to be biased towards her, she didn't feel good, but it was just because the two salesgirls were laughing at her.
"She's not my sister. She didn't grow up in our house."
really.
She lived with the older generation most of the time, and only on sporadic weekends did she return to that neglected but seemingly gorgeous home as if she had completed a mission.
Mi Yanyan wanted to laugh when she heard this, and couldn't help but wonder, if she had been raised by Mi Wenzhong and Zhang Qiaoshu since she was a child, would she be able to say such things so unscrupulously and shamelessly in front of outsiders?
People who feel secure speak with more confidence.
In the stalemate, both sides were in a dilemma. Mi Yanyan felt exhausted and could not sit still. She bent down and reached out to unfasten the ankle buckle, comforting herself that it was just a pair of shoes. It was better than sitting here uncomfortably. She said, "You try it."
Just as she was about to take it off, a figure came closer and enveloped her. She brushed away her fallen hair and looked up, and saw Shi Jingzhou standing in front of her.
He threw his suit jacket onto the sofa, lifted his black trousers slightly, and squatted on one knee, doing the whole movement in one go.
His broad palm gripped the sole of her foot. She tried to avoid it involuntarily but was grabbed tightly again. It only took a little effort to put her foot back into the shoe. Then he tilted his head slightly, with a smile on his face that she had never seen before and that was unquestionable.
"Dad, this is what I ordered for Mi Yanyan to wear to Grandpa's birthday party."
The expression on the counter girl's face changed rapidly, and Mi Yanyan could tell by her lips - "Xiaomi, your husband is so handsome."
The corners of her mouth twitched twice. Her feet were very sensitive, and when he held them, she felt a strange numbness all over.
Mi Wenzhong had a kind face, showing gratitude to his son-in-law for helping him out, and replied, "Okay, okay, it's Xin'er who is ignorant."
"Xin'er, right?" Shi Jingzhou, the only outsider, stood up. "Take a look at which pair you like, and your brother-in-law will buy it for you."
What kind of act is this? Mi Yanyan pulled Shi Jingzhou's sleeve and told him to stop.
The girl didn't hesitate and dragged Shi Jingzhou to pay the bill. She came back a few minutes later with several bags in her hands and a sad face.
After Mi Wenzhong and his family left, Shi Jingzhou regained his composure and said calmly, "Give me your ID card."
She had forgotten why Shi Jingzhou was here. She rummaged through her bag, took out her ID card and handed it to him, wanting to explain what had just happened. "That's my dad's..."
Suddenly, she was speechless, unable to find any good words. She couldn't blame Fang Jie and Mi Xin'er for looking for trouble over the years, and her actions were not justified. After thinking for a long time, she summed it up in one sentence, "Excuse me."
"Not funny." The other party was even more concise.
Mi Yanyan saw that his cold and indifferent look was normal. The saleswoman placed the two packaged items steadily on the table and walked around to make Shi Jingzhou pay. It was really expensive, so she said reluctantly, "Well, thank you."
Having saved several thousand dollars, she looked around to see if there was any pair of shoes she hadn't been willing to buy and would come back another day to take them home.
Shi Jingzhou seemed to have misunderstood and picked up his coat.
"Things in the house will naturally not fall into the hands of others."
Mi Yanyan curled her lips silently after hearing this.
What is he talking about? He spent so much money to pay for this pair of shoes for Mi Xiner.
This kind of brain can still do business...
She smiled politely in response, secretly cursing him for not knowing how to live. Seeing that he still didn't leave, she asked, "Aren't you going home?"
I have an appointment, you walk the dog.
The arrangements are clear.
Shi Jingzhou glanced at her calmly and asked, "Where is the person you made an appointment with?"
Then she remembered that she had to celebrate Yu Wan's birthday that evening, so she stood up in a hurry and said, "I have to go upstairs to queue up. Yu Wan wants to try the newly opened Korean restaurant, and she can take a number now!"
When he arrived at the sixth floor, there were already thirty or forty people lined up in front of the store. He looked at the line, then at Mi Yanyan's shoes. Just as he was about to speak, a head popped up in the front of the line and interrupted him, "Xiaoyan, this way."
He looked over and saw the person sitting next to him in the bar.
Mi Yanyan ran quickly in small steps, and a deep voice behind her asked her.
"Is this Yu Wan?"
She was startled and turned to ask Shi Jingzhou, "Why haven't you left yet?" After asking, she felt it was inappropriate, after all, he had just paid the bill. "This is my childhood friend Xiao Yichi. Yu Wan just got off work and is still on the way."
Xiao Yichi didn't have a good face towards Shi Jingzhou, and coincidentally, the other party was the same. The two of them nodded slightly as if to complete the social etiquette.
"What kind of company did Yu Wanxin join? He has to work overtime every day. I heard that the boss is perverted. He is a workaholic and likes to exploit employees." Mi Yanyan couldn't help complaining when she heard Wanwan say that she has been staying up late all day recently.
"She sent it to the group, didn't you see it?" Xiao Yichi didn't notice it himself, and opened his phone to scroll up.
The name of the group catches the eye - a loving family.
The whole article is full of "Hahahaha" and countless emoticons. It seems that Mi Yanyan can type.
Shi Jingzhou sneered and turned away. People were coming in and out on both sides, and calls of "Excuse me" were heard one after another.
"Found it." Xiao Yichi clicked on the picture on his phone to enlarge it, and the company's logo was very conspicuous.
——Ruisi Biology.
The three people present had different expressions. Just when things were about to get out of hand, the waiter raised his hand and said with a smile, "It's your turn. This is the three of you, right?"
Mi Yanyan bit her lip, trying to confuse her memory and pretend that she hadn't said the word "perverted boss" just now. She smiled and asked, "Shi Jingzhou, do you want to have dinner with us?"
"No." He spoke clearly, enunciating each word.
Little Bitter Melon, who was still waiting in line, was particularly sensitive to these two words. The next second, he came up and said flatteringly, "Handsome guy, why don't you give me your number? I'm eating with my wife."
Shi Jingzhou realized for the first time that people actually laugh when they are angry.
Mi Yanyan saw him smile and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that everything was fine.
After watching Shi Jingzhou walk away, she patted Xiao Yichi and sighed, "I didn't expect Shi Jingzhou to have such a good temper."
"Okay, why did I feel like there was murderous intent in his eyes just now?" Xiao Yichi was unhappy when he heard that Mi Yanyan was getting married. After so many years of friendship, she got the marriage certificate without saying a word. What's more, the other party was Shi Jingzhou, an ambitious businessman who had taken over the family business and had never recognized his relatives.
How can such a man be good to his wife?
Mi Yanyan ordered the dishes, "I don't think so, he's quite stable." He's old enough, he's seen a lot of situations, why would he bother with a little girl like her.
In the restaurant next door, Mi Wenzhong and his family of three had just had a happy meal.
Seeing her daughter's distracted expression and the spoon she dropped into the Tom Yum Goong soup several times, Fang Jie asked her, "What did Shi Jingzhou say to you?"
Just now in the shoe store, she saw her son-in-law Mi Wenzhong leaning over with a smile on his face while paying the bill and talking to Xiner.
Mi Xin'er was still terrified. Shi Jingzhou's lips curled slightly, his narrow eyes narrowed, and an expression of oppression and disdain immediately emerged, making her eyelids twitch. After calming herself down, she slowly opened her mouth and repeated the story exactly as it happened.
"You can't afford what she likes."
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