Chapter 221 The President’s Wife is So Virtuous
Mu Yansen looked at Zhou Yunshen's smug expression and gritted his teeth.
This guy keeps bringing up things that are not related to the topic.
"There's a problem with the Yun City project, so I'll stay and work overtime tonight."
Zhou Yunshen: ...
"Stingy man! I think you are jealous of me."
"I'm jealous of you? You're an old man in his late twenties who just sold himself out. What's there for me to be jealous of?"
"Brother, let me remind you again, we are the same age, don't keep calling me an old man. Of course I have things you envy, you envy me for my nightlife.
Considering your experience, I won’t have a child so early. I want to spend a few more years with my Lingling as our only child.”
"Lingling? You're disgusting!"
"Mu Yansen, do you want to quarrel with me today? If you feel uncomfortable holding it in, why don't I fight with you?"
Mu Yansen curled his lips.
"Meeting!"
After the meeting, Mu Yansen returned to the office tiredly.
It's the end of the year and there are endless meetings. As a boss, he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to have a meal with his wife.
Zhou Yunshen has been busy pursuing someone recently, and they are in the honeymoon period, so it is not easy for him to push all the work to him.
After all, this guy has been single for so many years, and he is worried about him.
Zhao Yi pushed the door open and came in.
"Boss Mu, are we still having lunch at the company?"
Mu Yansen pinched his eyebrows.
He said lightly: "Yeah."
"Okay, I'll go order food then."
As soon as the office door closed, Mu Yansen's cell phone rang.
The video shows a woman's pretty face.
His tiredness immediately disappeared.
He smiled and said, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No."
He raised his hand and glanced at his watch.
"Sister Zhao's meal should be ready soon, so eat on time."
"Sister Zhao has already done it."
"Oh, early."
"I asked her to prepare it early because I had to deliver food to someone."
Mu Yansen's eyes lit up.
"Oh, who's so honored to have Mrs. Mu, the president's wife, deliver food?"
"Of course it's... President Mu!"
Wenxi rarely showed a bit of playfulness.
Mu Yansen couldn't wait to see the little woman on the other end.
"Mrs. President, President Mu is waiting for you!"
"Okay! I'll be there right away."
"Let Uncle Zhang take you there."
"knew."
Sister Zhao had already packed the meal and brought it over, and Uncle Zhang took the lunch box from Sister Zhao.
"Madam, let's go."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Yansen called Zhao Yi on the internal line.
"No need to order food for me."
"Okay, Mr. Mu."
At around twelve o'clock, Wenxi carried a few insulated lunch boxes to the floor where Mu Yansen was.
After briefly greeting Zhao Yi and several secretaries, he pushed open the door of Mu Yansen's office.
"Secretary Zhao, is the President's wife here to deliver food to the President?"
"Didn't you see the insulated box in the president's wife's hand?"
Zhao Yi took a look at the lunch box in front of him, and it suddenly didn't taste good anymore.
No wonder Mr. Mu asked him not to order food.
Several secretaries tutted, "The President's wife is so virtuous! Our President Mu is so blessed."
"That's right! And the president's wife is a beautiful person who doesn't talk much. She is gentle and beautiful. No wonder President Mu loves her so much."
Zhao Yi felt sad when he thought about the few girlfriends he had dated who were all pretty but lazy and had bad tempers.
When will he be able to enjoy the benefit of having his girlfriend deliver food?
No, he would have to ask President Mu some other day how he could have such good taste and find such a good wife like the president's wife in no time.
When Wenxi pushed the door open, Mu Yansen was still working on files and saw her come in.
His serious handsome face softened a bit. He put down his clothes, stood up and took the thermal box from her hand.
"Why don't you ask Uncle Zhang to bring it up?"
"It's just a few lunch boxes. It's no trouble for me. Uncle Zhang wanted to bring it up, but I refused."
Mu Yansen pulled her to sit on the sofa.
"I know you're strong, but you're pregnant, and it's the first trimester. The doctor told you not to lift heavy objects."
Wenxi felt that Mu Yansen was even more nervous than her, and he wouldn't let her touch anything even slightly heavier.
She never won every time she discussed this kind of issue, but she learned her lesson later.
As long as she gave in and acted coquettishly towards him, these things would be over.
"Dear Mr. Mu, I know I was wrong. I will let Uncle Zhang come next time and I won't mention it anymore."
"Come closer."
She hooked her finger at him.
Mu Yansen didn't understand what was going on and moved his face closer to her.
Caught off guard, Wenxi's soft lips were imprinted on the side of his cheek.
The soft and sticky touch made his heart flutter, and he had no time to think about anything else.
What a seductive little woman, she can make him aroused just by kissing him on the face.
Mu Yansen looked at her with a hint of smile and a hint of lust.
He suddenly grabbed her waist and cleverly lifted Wenxi to sit on his lap.
Wenxi screamed in surprise at the sudden suspension, and then Mu Yansen grabbed the back of her head and kissed her lips.
After kissing for a while, Wenxi felt a hand reaching into her clothes.
Wenxi was startled by the sudden chill. When he realized where they were, he jumped off Mu Yansen's legs and took a few steps away from him.
She didn't want to be caught by his employees in broad daylight.
Mu Yansen's arms felt empty, and he looked at her with resentment.
Wenxi cleared his throat.
"Not in the office, absolutely not!"
"I just had fun, but I couldn't really do anything."
"That won't do either. It would be bad if someone caught us."
“They don’t dare come in.”
"Why?"
"I've ordered that if you come, they can't disturb you."
…
Wenxi felt something was wrong.
"Mu Yansen, why did you give such an order? Your employees will think I came here just to do unspeakable things with you in the office."
"What are you afraid of? We are husband and wife, it's legal."
Wenxi glared at him.
"How am I going to face people when I go out?"
Mu Yansen looked at the woman who rarely got angry and smiled.
"Don't worry, we are husband and wife, no one will say anything nonsense."
"I'm too embarrassed to see your employees."
"Okay, stop worrying and come and eat."
Mu Yansen set the table and invited her to eat.
When we were almost done eating, there was a knock on the door.
He frowned.
Unhappy, he said, "Come in."
The voice was cold and hard.
Zhou Yunshen pushed the door open and came in.
"What are you doing? Who messed with you again?"
I saw Wenxi inside and the two of them were having dinner.
He was stunned for a moment, then walked in as if he didn't see Mu Yansen's ugly face.
Walk over and hand him a document.
"Sign it."
Mu Yansen gave him an unpleasant look, but still took the document and signed his name on it.
Slap the document into his hand.
"You can go out now."
Wenxi kicked Mu Yansen and looked at Zhou Yunshen embarrassedly.
"Mr. Zhou, have you eaten yet? Would you like to sit down and have something to eat?"
Zhou Yunshen was about to answer.
"There's no place for you, get out!"
"It's okay, I have a small appetite and can't eat much."
He said and sat down without any hesitation.
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