Chapter 595 Zhan Tingbei is jealous

"It's almost time, are you off work?" Zhan Tingbei said.

She smiled and said, "I have handed the company's affairs over to Secretary Zhang. I just came out of the hospital and am here to see you."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, she drove to the downstairs of the Zhan Group building shortly afterwards.

Qiao Yanmeng got off the car, walked into the lobby, and took the elevator to the top floor.

Arriving at the office door, she knocked.

"Come in." Zhan Tingbei whispered.

Qiao Yanmeng pushed the door open and saw Zhan Tingbei sitting on a chair, with his head lowered and sketching something with a pen.

Hearing the noise and seeing her coming in, Qiao Yanmeng was about to stand up from the chair when she said softly, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll sit on the sofa and wait for you."

"Well, Mengmeng, wait a moment, I'll be done soon." Zhan Tingbei glanced at her.

"No hurry." She said as she sat down on the sofa, wanting to casually browse the news. She didn't know whether she was too sleepy or the sofa was a little too comfortable.

She actually yawned and fell asleep in a short while.

Zhan Tingbei occasionally looked up and glanced at Qiao Yanmeng, and found that she had fallen asleep with her mobile phone in her hand.

With a smile in the corner of his eyes, he stood up and walked over slowly.

As he got closer, he saw that his dream looked like a lazy cat, curled up on the sofa. It was so cute.

Zhan Tingbei walked closer, took off his suit, gently covered her with it, squatted down and looked into her eyes.

She has very long eyelashes, and when she closes her eyes, the tails of her eyes are slightly upturned, which makes her eyes very attractive.

He came forward and gently kissed her forehead. Qiao Yan was sleeping soundly and didn't wake up yet.

He brushed a few strands of hair that had fallen into her face, tucked them behind her ears, and stood up and returned to his chair to work.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Yanmeng heard someone calling her in a trance. She opened her sleepy eyes and saw a handsome face close to her. She rubbed her forehead with her hand and said with a bit of irritation: "Are you done? Then let's go."

Zhan Tingbei held her hand and looked at her. "Well, you just woke up. Wait a while before leaving, or you might catch a cold."

"good."

…

Half an hour later, they arrived at a barbecue restaurant.

While waiting for the food to be served, Qiao Yanmeng took off her clothes, hung them on the back of a chair behind her, and stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Well, go ahead." Zhan Tingbei nodded.

At this time, a couple came over and sat down right behind Qiao Yanmeng. Seeing this, Zhan Tingbei took Qiao Yanmeng's clothes and was about to hang them on the back of a chair when an exquisite little red gift box fell to the ground.

When he picked it up, he saw a line of words on the gift box: I would like to join hands with you and thank you for the time we spent together.

Zhan Tingbei's eyes dimmed slightly, it was obvious that this was a gift from a man.

Thinking of a man giving Qiao Yanmeng a gift, his face instantly turned gloomy.

Is that Mr. Zhao?

At this time, Qiao Yanmeng came back from washing her hands and saw that Zhan Tingbei didn't look well. She smiled and asked, "Tingbei, you don't look well. What's wrong?"

Zhan Tingbei looked at her, "Meng Meng, did Mr. Zhao give you a gift?"

Qiao Yanmeng shook off the water stains on her hands, a little confused, "No!"

"Look at this." He took out the exquisite red gift box and put it on the table, his face becoming even uglier.

She glanced at the small gift box on the table and was completely confused. "I don't know about this either. Where did you see it?"

"In your clothes pocket." Zhan Tingbei looked at her, feeling uncomfortable.

Qiao Yanmeng looked at the gift box and had no impression of it at all. President Zhao had never given it to her!

As she thought about it, she suddenly recalled a detail in the ward. When she went to pay the medical bill, she put her clothes on the chair in the room.

Then, I recalled what President Zhao said at that time, and after I figured it out, I explained: "He must have put this gift box in my pocket when I went to pay the medical bills. At that time, I left my coat in the room and didn't wear it."

Zhan Tingbei's face still didn't look very good.

She continued, "If I had known, I would have refused this gift."

Not only women need a sense of security, men need it too.

It is because I miss you that I think too much.

"Well, I believe you." Zhan Tingbei's expression eased a little after hearing this.

Qiao Yanmeng called President Zhao, turned on the speakerphone, and sat next to Zhan Tingbei.

Within seconds, the call was connected.

President Zhao's voice came out, "President Qiao."

"Boss Zhao, I've made it very clear to you. There is no possibility between us. I saw the little gift box you gave me. I'll bring it back to you tomorrow when I visit you."

After hearing this, President Zhao paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Just accept the gift box. I'm not the type to get hung up on things, it's just a token of my appreciation."

"Aren't we still friends? Isn't it normal for friends to give each other gifts?"