Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

At night, he lingered on him. The bitter Master Ming exerted energy at night and mentally during the day.

What's even more painful is that he was often disappointed when he lost energy at night.

All morning was busy. At lunch time, everyone went out for dinner. The secretary knocked on the door of Ming Ansheng's office.

"President, what would you like for lunch?"

The secretary stood at the door and looked at Ming Ansheng and asked.

Ming Ansheng buried himself in a pile of work without looking up. "You look at the order."

"Okay." The secretary nodded and turned around.

Ming Ansheng suddenly thought of something, looked up at the secretary and shouted, "Wait a minute ..."

The secretary stopped, turned around, and looked at Ming Ansheng with a smile. "Do you have any instructions from the president?"

"Cough ..." Ming Ansheng looked at the secretary, and suddenly a flush appeared on his cheek. He coughed and cleared his throat, pursed his lips, and seemed embarrassed.

The secretary frowned and looked at him suspiciously. After a while, he saw that he was still indifferent. He dared and shouted softly, "President?"

"Let's go and see if there is ... Is there ..." Ming Ansheng kept talking, utterly vomiting, what to say is really difficult to tell.

The secretary was anxiously annoyed by Ming Ansheng, wondering what happened to the big boss, "Is there anything?"

"Is there any turtle soup?" Ming Ansheng's face quickly covered with redness, but he was still rigid and thought he was very cold. "See where there is wild turtle soup."

The secretary made a quick smile in his eyes. He wanted to laugh, but he had to bear it. "Okay, I know."

Who is Ming Ansheng? The insight was so good, how could it not be seen that the secretary was holding back a smile.

"this matter……"

He was stern, and before he said what he had said, the secretary suddenly nodded, "The president is assured, I won't tell anyone."

Ming Ansheng: "..."

Rub, doesn't he just want to have some turtle soup?

What's so scary?

Thinking, his waistboard was straight, and he whispered to the secretary, "Go."

The secretary nodded, then went out and closed the door.

Ming Ansheng quickly reached out and raised the cup in front of him, and then drank up the cold water in the cup.

It's embarrassing to die!

I hope that **** turtle soup works.

...

Su Shi was so awake that she was awoken by the doorbell. She opened her eyes stupidly, and at one o'clock, it was 11:30.

She reached out and scratched her head, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed lazily.

Walked out of the room barefoot, walked to the door like a sleepwalk, and opened the door.

It was a take-away, and Su Shi was not surprised at all. For lunch these days, Ming Ansheng had always called her a take-away.

"Thank you."

After receiving the bag from Takeaway, Su Shi thanked him and closed the door.

She delivers the takeaway to the dining table, and then goes to the bathroom to wash.

‘Ding Ding Ding’

Just after going to the toilet, Su Shi squeezed toothpaste to brush her teeth, and the door bell rang again.

Who is it?

She frowned, opened the bathroom door, went out, and brushed her teeth as she opened the door.

The door opened and Su Shi froze.

She looked at the white-haired old man with a cold face standing at the door in surprise, and it took her a long time to yell "Grandpa", her voice was sweet and crisp.

"I'm not your grandpa. Miss Su don't shout." Ming Zhongsheng answered coldly, Su Shi.