Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Promise me, okay?
Meeting the little maid's sparkling eyes, Yan Jiu fluttered his eyelashes and a possibility suddenly flashed through his mind.
Isn't she also her fan?
As soon as this idea popped into her mind, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the truth.
Yan Jiu was too embarrassed to ask, and it was even more impossible for him to admit that he had read the article written by Mrs. Tang Chao Lizi.
She wiped the sweat off her face and feigned curiosity, "Sugar-roasted chestnuts? The same chestnuts you eat?"
The maid realized she had let the cat out of the bag and hurriedly tried to cover it up, "Yes, ma'am, I think this sender's name sounds delicious."
"Yeah, that's right. It makes me want to eat it."
Yan Jiu was not very good at lying. If both of them were not guilty and the maid was not inexperienced enough, she would definitely have noticed that something was wrong.
At this moment, she suddenly understood Chen Yuchu's lie yesterday.
People sometimes lie subconsciously.
Once a person tells the first lie, he will need to use countless lies to cover it up.
Perhaps sensing her awkwardness, Yu Yinghui turned around and said to her, "Xiaojiu, it's time for lunch."
"Then I'll go first. Thank you for your hard work."
After saying this, Yan Jiu did not forget to take the notebook that Tang Chao Li Zi brought to him.
It was a thin book, and when she saw that there was no one around, she couldn't help but open it.
There is a sentence written on the title page.
"I dedicate this book to my dearest Yan Jiu. By Tang Chao Lizi"
Yan Jiu chuckled and continued to scroll down.
"On a silent and deserted mountaintop, the mighty wind and rain lashed against the car windows, yet a warm fragrance permeated the interior."
"There's only one McLaren F1 in the country, making it highly recognizable."
Chen Yuchu doesn't know how to drive a supercar.
She had been to the Chen family's garage and found that those sports cars belonged to Chen Baichuan.
This is consistent with their personalities.
…
"The whistle from the mountaintop echoed all night long."
Yan Jiu closed the notebook with a "snap", and a suspicious red color spread across his face.
After lunch, Yu Yinghui brought a package over. "This is for you, sir."
The first time Yan Jiu saw Chen Yuchu's express delivery delivered to his home, he was afraid that he had written the wrong address, so he called him.
The phone was quickly picked up, and the tone of the voice on the other end was lazy, "Honey, do you miss me?"
The voice through the phone scratched his heart like a feather. Yan Jiu pursed his lips and raised his voice, "No! You are so narcissistic."
Chen Yuchu chuckled softly, his tone gentle, "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"
"I received your package at home. Did you send it to the wrong place?"
I didn't expect the express delivery to be so efficient. Chen Yuchu's deep eyes flashed with a light, and he said with temptation, "Wife, can you help me deliver it?"
He knew that Yan Jiu was probably wrong, and she must have thought that it was necessary for his work, but he did not correct her.
Yan Jiu couldn't go to the store these days, Xiang Tianjiao went to her father's company to help, Zhu Shiqing was out of town for business, and she had nothing to do, so she agreed very readily.
She thought about it and went back to her room to get the site selection information. The information was the electronic version that Gao Zhou had sent her in the morning, and she printed a copy.
If Chen Yuchu is not so busy, you can ask him to help take a look.
She trusted his vision in this regard.
At the same time, she also put the notebook given to her by Mrs. Tangchaolizi in the bedroom drawer.
With Chen Yuchu's spare card, I had a smooth journey.
The office door opened, and the man who was concentrating on reading documents at his desk raised his eyes. The light fell on his flawless face, which looked like the most perfect work of God. The hand-tailored white shirt made him look like jade, wrapped around his tight and well-proportioned figure. He unconsciously exuded the majesty of a superior, handsome but cold.
When the realization fell on Yan Jiu, the coldness on his body finally dissipated, and his tone was gentle, "Have you eaten? If not, I'll ask my secretary to prepare some for you."
Secretary Huang followed behind Yan Jiu, holding a tray with exquisite snacks and rose mulberry tea.
Hearing this, the eyes that had been drooping finally looked towards him boldly. The sharp edges on his face disappeared, replaced by the unconcealable doting in his black eyes.
"I have. I have to eat lunch on time. When you are not around, I always eat on time."
Yan Jiu's eyebrows relaxed, and he raised the express delivery in his hand, saying in a natural tone, "I brought the things for you, and I also want your help in choosing a location."
Secretary Huang felt like a souped-up light bulb. He hurriedly put down the tray and tiptoed back.
When the door closed, she vaguely heard a sentence.
"I beg my wife to forgive me. I will not delay you from eating on time in the future."
Secretary Huang vaguely felt that this sentence was more charming than any article on the Internet about the boss and his wife.
She didn't dare think any further.
The courier box in his hand was very light. As he walked along, he heard a slight banging sound. Yan Jiu asked curiously, "What's in this? It doesn't look like a document."
Chen Yuchu's black eyes followed her line of sight and fell on the express box. Yan Jiu's porcelain-white fingertips were still pinching it, and her skin was so white that it seemed to have turned into the texture of jade under the light.
His eyes darkened, and he took out a letter opener from the drawer. His voice was filled with temptation, "Open it and take a look."
Yan Jiu was a little curious about Chen Yuchu's mysterious tone. He took the letter opener from his hand and said casually, "Isn't this a gift for me? My birthday isn't even here yet. Are you secretly jotting down some anniversary?"
She didn't know whether Chen Yuchu was such a romantic person, but her interactions with him became more and more casual. He could say whatever he wanted, and sometimes her thoughts would run wild.
The letter opener was very sharp and easily cut through the package.
As soon as I opened the package, the fragrance of tuberose wafted out, mixed with the aroma of jasmine, forming a unique tone that permeated my nostrils.
Yan Jiu's clear eyes turned and he took out the carefully wrapped small box.
"Why is it like a Russian nesting doll, with multiple layers? Is it something I need to assemble? It doesn't look like building blocks."
Chen Yuchu quietly watched her full of energy, his voice as pleasant as spring water hitting stone, "It's not a building block."
She was wearing a white long dress. The light coming in from the window fell on her pure color, as if a pair of golden wings were spread behind her, lively and holy.
At this moment, he was looking up at the angel like a devout believer, but what he wanted was to pull the angel into the mortal world and let her wings be stained with his scent.
Yan Jiu asked without stopping his hands.
After opening the first package and looking at the furry ears, she was a little unsure. No matter how she looked at them, they looked like cat ears.
"Did you buy this for Ping An?"
Ping An sometimes feels more intimate with Chen Yuchu than with her. He takes him for a run every day, buys him many toys, and even two custom-made beds.
Before this, Yanjiu didn’t know that this brand could also make bedding for pets.
Hearing Yan Jiu's words, Chen Yuchu's expression became a little subtle, and then she smiled gently, and her magnetic voice reached her ears without any obstruction.
The first thought in Yan Jiu's mind was -
The real person's voice is indeed much better than the one on the phone.
Seeing that Chen Yuchu insisted on her guessing, she patiently opened the second package.
This is a skirt with very little fabric.
If it can be called a skirt.
The material is so thin that it is pitiful.
The furry tail behind the tulle matches the cat ears and seems to be made of the same material.
Yan Jiu admired himself for being able to calmly think about the difference in materials at this moment.
But soon, she screamed like a cat with its fur standing on end, "Chen Yuchu, why did you buy this?!!!"
The sound was so sharp that it tried to shake down the neighboring house, but the sound insulation effect was remarkable.
Chen Yuchu was not affected by the decibel level at all. His expression remained calm as he answered honestly, "I want you to wear it."
Many possibilities flashed through Yan Jiu's mind just now. She even suspected that Chen Yuchu had someone else outside. This dress was bought for the other person to wear, but it was sent to the wrong place, so he just went with the flow.
When she heard Chen Yuchu's answer, she didn't know which one made her more angry.
Her cheeks flushed red, and she pouted angrily, "I don't want to wear it! Chen Yuchu, I never have clothes like this in my closet!"
Her long eyelashes trembled rapidly, and suspicion flashed in her eyes, "Have you been watching that kind of movie secretly?"
I didn't watch the movie, but I did read the novel.
Chen Yuchu stood up. His tall figure was still oppressive even across the desk. He walked slowly to Yan Jiu, blocking some of the sunlight. "Wife, I've never seen that kind of movie."
"I don't believe it."
Otherwise, where does he get all these tricks?
Torment her in various ways.
"Wife, I am self-taught and gifted."
Seeing him use the word "gifted" in this context, Yan Jiu felt a burning sensation rising to the tips of his ears. He knew without even looking that the redness was alarming.
Her eyes turned upwards, and her lips were pressed into a straight line. "Anyway, I definitely won't wear it."
Chen Yuchu's gaze fell on the desk, where, besides the skirt, lay the documents Yan Jiu had brought. He spoke in a calm voice, "Wife, how about opening your new store in a mall owned by the group and exempting you from rent for five years?"
Before coming here, Yan Jiu had already looked at several locations recommended by Gao Zhou.
She was most satisfied with the shopping mall under the Qingyu Group, but she had never thought that there would be such a way to waive rent.
Because of this suggestion, Yan Jiu was stunned for a few seconds.
By the time she reacted, her lips had been tightly grasped, invading without any obstruction, holding the tip of her tongue.
The air was filled with the scent of tuberose, and the tender white eyelids were stained with a light red.
Chen Yuchu is really a cunning businessman.
She hasn't agreed yet, okay?
Chen Yuchu knew her too well and knew where her sensitive spots were. Soon she collapsed against his chest, tightly clutching his shirt, and heard the rumbling sounds inside.
His warm lips rolled over hers again, sucking the shimmering saliva like glass, rubbing her earlobe, his voice magnetic, "Wife, promise me, okay?"
Yan Jiu's ears were blown soft and hot, and he suddenly remembered Mrs. Tangchao Lizi's words.
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