Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

The plan has three pages, and she is about to translate the first page. Her words are as clean and clean as her people.

The hand holding the pen was slender and fair, and the skin on the back of the hand was white as if covered with ice and snow, and blue blood vessels were looming.

She lowered her head, her dark hair slipped on her chest from both sides, and it was a hindrance when writing, so she put her right hair behind her ears, her white ear lobes, and a small neck.

He placed the glass on the round glass table next to him: "Drink water."

She was seriously looking at the plan. She was taken aback by his sudden noise. She turned her head to look at the man standing behind her, and raised her forehead. "How can you walk without sound."

Ji Jinchuan disregarded her complaint: "You are too focused."

Shen Youran took a sip of water and gave him the translation: "How do you like it?"

Ji Jinchuan took a closer look and remembered that when she started a video conference, she did not understand some professional words in the minutes of the conference. Today, the translation is all correct: "There is progress."

She mockedly picked up the phone and yelled toward him: "It's thanks to Xiao Cheng."

Ji Jinchuan chuckled: "Take a break."

She raised her arm around the back of her neck and squeezed her cervical spine: "Are you busy?"

He replied: "There is still mail not processed."

Shen Youran pressed the button on the side of the phone, the screen lit up, and glanced at the time: "It should be almost the same as you have finished processing the mail, but it should be a long time on my side."

"It's okay, it's Xiao Cheng's job anyway." He returned to the drinking fountain and took a glass again, took a drink of water, took a sip of throat, and then returned to the desk and turned on the computer to process mail.

Time passed little by little. When Ji Jinchuan was busy, it was time to get off work. He raised his arm and looked at a watch. He turned off the computer and went to Shen Youran: "It's off work."

She looked up at him: "But I haven't finished my get off work, can I get off work later?"

Ji Jinchuan walked to the cloakroom, took out the two men’s coats from inside, and folded back to her, took the pen from her hand, put the plan away and put it back in the folder: "You won’t get paid if you work overtime till twelve. Family."

She tugged at his sleeve: "It's okay to go back anyway, let's go back later."

Ji Jinchuan knew that she was concerned about the work that had not yet been completed: "You will have a small salary with or without Xiao Cheng, and will not give you the salary of this plan."

She loosened his sleeves and moved her index finger down a little along the back of his hand, passing through his fingers, hooking his little finger, shaking it gently twice, with a little coquettishness: "But It’s so boring to stay at home every day, it’s easy to do something.”

Ji Jinchuan rubbed his eyebrows and finally compromised: "Allow you to take home."

Her eyes lit up, and she kissed her on the cheek with a smile on her face, stepped forward to take the document, fold it back to the sofa, unzip the handbag, and put the document in her bag.

Ji Jinchuan chuckled helplessly and handed her her coat. She took it on and wrapped her face in a scarf. After Ji Jinchuan put on the suit jacket, she carried the bag in one hand and held his arm in the other.

Ji Jinchuan's eyes moved down a bit, and fell on the white and tender hands between the curved arms, raising his eyebrows and saying, "I will cover my face while holding me, don't you think it's too much?"