Qiao Zhen knocked on the door of the president's office.
"Enter."
Qiao Zhen pushed open the door and went in. When she looked up and saw Qi Yijuan, she showed just the right amount of surprise, "President?"
Qi Yijuan leaned back in his leather chair, crossed his legs, and looked at Qiao Zhen. "Isn't the treatment good?"
It seems that no matter what action you take, you have to be good-looking to make it work. Qi Yijuan made such an unladylike gesture, yet he still exuded a lot of charisma.
Qiao Zhen spoke up for her boyfriend at the right time, saying, "I'm mainly worried that being too good-looking will affect the work efficiency of male colleagues."
Qi Yijuan was furious, but his face remained calm. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled lightly, though the amusement didn't reach his eyes. "You did this for Zhang Yang?"
Zhang Yang is the young man in Qiao Zhen's diary.
Qiao Zhen smiled and said fearlessly, "Yes, so what? Can't I quit my job for him? I think he's great, that's enough."
Qi Yijuan stood up and moved closer to Qiao Zhen. He noticed that Qiao Zhen was wearing heels that were at least ten centimeters high, making her taller than him, putting him at a disadvantage in terms of height. He then tried to overwhelm Qiao Zhen with his presence.
But Qiao Zhen remained completely unaffected, acting as if it were none of her business. "President, aren't you going to approve it yet?"
Qi Yijuan turned around, picked up Qiao Zhen's resignation letter from the table, and tore it in two. "Not sincere enough."
Qiao Zhen almost laughed in anger, "A resignation letter isn't an employment contract, so who's going to be so sincere with you? You must be an idiot."
Qi Yijuan swept the files off the corner of his desk and forcefully pressed Qiao Zhen down on the table. "You owe me seven years, aren't you going to pay it back?"
Qiao Zhen looked at Qi Yijuan with a flat gaze, devoid of any emotion.
Qi Yijuan raised his hand to cover Qiao Zhen's eyes, feeling as if his heart was being pricked by needles, a dense, throbbing pain that made it hard for him to breathe.
He once thought in despair that letting his mother torment him for the rest of his life would be the best way to repay her.
In junior high school, some girls would try to break his aloofness and approach him, but as expected, they all distanced themselves from him when they learned that he had such a mother.
He went from hope to disappointment, and finally to despair.
Only Qiao Zhen entered his life with a strong attitude, telling him righteously, "Qi Yijuan, you don't owe her anything."
It was Qiao Zhen who told Qi Yijuan that he deserved to be cherished and pampered.
Just as he was basking in the sweetness of his life, the jar suddenly shattered, and seven years passed in the blink of an eye.
You treat it like honey, but it suddenly turns into poison.
Unable to bear it any longer, Qi Yijuan tore open Qiao Zhen's clothes and entered her without any foreplay.
Qiao Zhen looked at Qi Yijuan, whose face was somewhat ferocious, and felt sorry for him after all.
She knew that the time fluctuations were caused by the attack on the system world by the God Taibai, but Qi Yijuan did not.
In Qi Yijuan's mind, it was Qiao Zhen who ran away from their wedding under the pretext of going to the toilet, and she was gone for seven years.
Qiao Zhen vowed that if the man she was dating suddenly disappeared on their wedding day and remained missing for seven years, she would definitely humiliate him when she found him!
Putting herself in his shoes, Qiao Zhen felt even more sorry for Qi Yijuan, and she tried her best to cooperate with him to make him more comfortable.
It was yet another crazy, sexually explicit encounter.
Fortunately, the office windows were one-way transparent; otherwise, their absurd behavior might have made headlines.
After venting her anger, Qi Yijuan tried to leave, but Qiao Zhen clung to her tightly, like a piece of chewing gum.
His face was frighteningly gloomy, and when he saw Qiao Zhen, his hatred was mixed with longing. His self-control, which he was so proud of, crumbled completely.
"Get down." He was frighteningly calm.
Qiao Zhen refused to let go, clinging shamelessly to Qi Yijuan's neck and wrapping her legs around his waist. "No! Qi Yijuan, it's been seven years, and you still can't resist seducing me. Why should I let you go?"
Qi Yijuan grabbed Qiao Zhen's waist, trying to pull her down.
Qiao Zhen, however, carefully chose her seat and sat down, looking at Qi Yijuan defiantly, "Chicken down?"
Qi Yijuan looked at Qiao Zhen, as if he had suddenly unleashed his wild side. The two of them went from the sofa to the desk, to the office chair, to the bathroom, and even the coffee table.
As it turns out, Qiao Zhen is still as formidable as ever after all these years, and even the mature Qi Yijuan was completely bewildered by her.
Hahaha!
Qiao Zhen casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe, carried Qi Yijuan into the bathroom to clean him up, and then consciously used his phone to call his assistant, asking him to bring up a suit and a set of women's clothing.
After cleaning the office, she took Qi Yijuan out of the water and placed him on the clean sofa, then casually wrapped him in a bathrobe.
When the assistant knocked on the door, Qiao Zhen opened it a crack, and the assistant very thoughtfully placed two paper bags inside. The assistant was very attentive; there were even underwear items, and they were exactly Qiao Zhen's size.
Qiao Zhen closed the door and diligently helped Qi Yijuan change his clothes. Then she went into the bathroom to clean herself up. After changing her clothes, she found that Qi Yijuan was still sleeping. She bent down and kissed his forehead, then got up and left.
After Qiao Zhen left, Qi Yijuan opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.
Qiao Zhen is right. Seven years later, he still harbors resentment and tries to humiliate her in this way, which shows that he can't let go of her and... doesn't want to let go of her.
Qi Yijuan slumped onto the sofa, looking at the office that had been restored to its original state, but his mood could never return to the calm it had been just moments before.
But he always had a surge of anger in his chest that he couldn't swallow or spit out. Whenever he saw Qiao Zhen, he wanted to vent it on her.
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