Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  PS. Today's update is here, and by the way, I'll pull a ticket for the "Starting Point" 515 Fan Festival. Everyone has 8 tickets, and the voting will also give you starting coins. I beg everyone for your support and appreciation!

  Han Xiaoye was going to be Fu Zhiyan's secretary. He was very excited early in the morning. He didn't lose his temper when he was called before 8:00, and he was in a good mood in the bathroom while singing and taking a shower.

   "I love to take a bath to make my skin look good, oh la la la la, a lot of bubbles come out after washing, oh la la la la~"

   Halfway through the wash, she realized that she had forgotten to bring her happy clothes in. She opened the bathroom door without any shyness, and shouted to the outside, "Little uncle, bring me a set of clothes and come in."

   "Ah, by the way, remember to help me get a set of mature professional clothes."

   The clothes in her clothes were almost bought by Feng Yaqin and Fu Zhiyan for her. Most of the clothes Feng Yaqin bought were princess-style, pink and light blue. She looked good, but she looked younger. Usually it's fine to wear it at home, but it's a bit unstable to wear it at the company. Fortunately, in her wardrobe, there are also the new seasons of various brands packaged by Fu Zhiyan local tyrants. There are several styles in it that are more OL, and it should be no problem to wear them to work.

Han Xiaoye racked his brains and thought about it carefully, and finally came up with one piece, "It's the third from the bottom of the clothes hanging in the cabinet on the left, I want the light gray one, little uncle, take that one for me. Come in."

  Fu Zhiyan found the mid-length camel coat she mentioned from the cabinet, took off a set of matching skirts from the hanger, and took it together.

  The little woman taking a bath stretched out her hand from the crack of the door, fished her clothes in, and slammed the bathroom door shut. That defensive posture, as if he would peek.

10 minutes later.

The closed bathroom door opened again, and the man who had changed his clothes walked out of the bathroom shyly, walked in front of him, changed his jumping nature, and tugged at the corner of his skirt with his hands a little uncomfortable, worried. "Little uncle, how is it? Will my dress be a little too big?"

  Fu Zhiyan had taken the time to look at the materials to be used for this morning's meeting. Hearing this, he raised his head, and his eagle eyes flashed in amazement!

  Han Xiaoye looks pure and innocent, and this type generally looks more immature. This Dolce&Gabbana early spring new skirt suits her body well to complement her good figure. Wearing a super-long light gray coat with a tough style, the aura is suddenly improved. People can't help but notice those beautiful and agile eyes from her innocent face.

Han Xiaoye was embarrassed by him, opened his hand and turned around, "Isn't it a bit big? I looked in the mirror myself, and I felt a little bit unable to hold this style, would it be too confusing? "

The first time she tried such a long coat, it was almost reaching her ankles. She often saw this way of wearing it on the street and in online celebrity street shoots. It looked good on other people's clothes. Not confident. After all, this way of wearing, if your body is not good enough, you will become fat and round in seconds!

   Just when she was about to take it off and change it again, the man who had not spoken all of a sudden said, "No, no need to change, it's very suitable."

"real?"

  Han Xiaoye was overjoyed.

   You know, this man is too boring, it is very suitable to hear from his mouth, just like hearing sweet words from Tang Seng's mouth, it is worth setting off firecrackers to celebrate.

   Just now, she felt that she could not hold this style, and silently made up her mind not to try similar clothes in the future. At this moment, the unsettled position has become that I must go to the street the other day, buy a few similar styles and put them in the wardrobe to wear every day.

"real."

  Fu Zhiyan looked away, took out a hot breakfast from the microwave, and sat at the dining table with his long legs.

   greeted her over for dinner.

  Han Xiaoye is now full of clothes, and after shouting, Pi Dian Dian ran back to the bathroom. After taking a good look in front of the big mirror, I took the time to put on a simple light makeup, and then came out again. Putting his face in front of him, he winked for praise.

  Fu Zhiyan had already poured milk for her, when he saw the little woman in front of him, he frowned, "You..."

  Han Xiaoye thought he was going to praise himself, and his tail was about to turn up, "Mmmmmmm!"

   "Why do you paint your face colorful?"

  … colorful!

……doing what!

  Han Xiaoye was unwilling to be beaten, and retorted, "I'm very pale, where is the color?"

   "The eyelids, black. Cheeks, red. The mouth, purple." Fu Zhiyan stretched out his hand and wiped her neck, then handed the finger pads dipped in BB cream to her face, expressionless, "And what is this?"

  Han Xiaoye looked down and immediately recognized the BB cream, his eggs hurt, "I'm going to wash my face!"

   She swears that she will never wear makeup again!

   Putting makeup on for the iceberg man with poisonous tongue is definitely looking for abuse!

  Damn, even if the BB cream on her neck is not evenly spread, he doesn't need to show her directly, right? Also, what is colorful... After all, he even gave a serious example. Han Xiaoye was abused, don't want it, the rippling little heart suddenly calmed down. After washing her face and cleaning up the mess on her face, she tied her hair in a simple high ponytail, pulled out the chair and sat at the dining table. , I had a good appetite and feasted on it.

   It was almost 8:20 after breakfast.

  Fu Zhiyan's morning meeting started at 8:40, Han Xiaoye did not delay, picked up his bag and went out after Fu Zhiyan.

  YG Group.

  The majestic building with dozens of floors stands quietly in the morning light, killing all the surrounding buildings in seconds and becoming this iconic landmark.

   At this moment, the golden sun shines on the tempered glass, reflecting a dazzling light, and the streets are bustling with busy office workers. Unlike other office workers, most of the people who go to YG come by car. It's not just driving, the brand of every car that drives over is not forgotten, no matter how bad it is, it seems to be more than 200,000 Audis.

  Han Xiaoye was lying on the Land Rover's window, looking at it with novelty.

   Fu Zhiyan's license plate number, the security guard saw it from a distance, opened the gate ahead of time, and the white Land Rover drove straight in and parked in the exclusive parking space.

   He parked the car, opened the door, and said to the little woman who was looking around, "Get out of the car."

   "Okay."

  Han Xiaoye unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, and took the initiative to help him hold his briefcase, "Little...ah, no...Mr. Fu, you go ahead."

  “…”

   "Little uncle, let's go."

  Fu Zhiyan couldn't beat her and walked ahead of her. Han Xiaoye followed him step by step, always keeping a half-step distance from him, looking like a secretary.

  [515 is coming soon, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and by May 15th, the red envelope rain can give back to readers and publicity works. A piece is also love, it must be better! 】