Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

There was a slight rustling of wind in the ears, and the office door suddenly closed without any wind. Yin Yanyan was caught off guard and almost ran into it!

Fortunately, she reacted very quickly and stopped in time. Read the latest chapter of vip\

She raised her head and faced an alluring face, half-smiling but not half-smiling, less than half a foot away from her.

The familiar and compelling masculine scent hits my face, and the beautiful thin lips are right in front of my eyes.[

Yin Yanyan's heart skipped a beat, she took two steps back and got angry: "What are you doing?!"

If she hadn't braked in time, she would have run into his arms!

Ye Yanmo leaned against the door, folding his arms: "Where are you going?"

"As you wish, write another resignation letter!"

Yin Yanyan answered stiffly, not wanting to look at him, lest she couldn't help but slap him in the face.

"Aren't you writing very quickly now? Just write it here." Ye Yanmo suggested in a leisurely manner.

"I'd better go down and write." Yin Yanyan didn't want to stay in the same office with him.

"Your assistant position has been taken by someone else, and it is impossible for others to move the place for you. You have only two choices. One, write here. Two, go to the newly assigned special assistant to the president's office to write. However,

If you use the stuff there, it means you have accepted the position. You don’t have to write a resignation letter and you can take up the post directly.”

Ye Yanmo took a lot of time to analyze it for her.

The sun shone on the side of his face, making him look lazy and bright.

hateful!

Yin Yanyan didn't know what he was planning, but his familiar expression made her feel inexplicably suffocated.

Staring at him coldly: "If I use the things in the special assistant's office, does it mean that I accept that position? Then if I use your Mr. Ye's computer and Mr. Ye's boss chair, does that mean that I have replaced you?"

Ye Yanmo smiled slightly: "Clever! So, I can't let you use my computer or sit in my seat."

Yin Yanyan: "...then what do you mean? How should I write it here?!"

He casually took out a stack of paper from the drawer under his desk, and handed her his gold Parker pen: "You can sit over there and write with your pen."

The location he was pointing to was not far from his desk, where there was a coffee table, and behind the coffee table was a leather sofa for resting.

There are several pots of clivia in bloom next to the coffee table, adding a touch of elegance to the office.

Yin Yanyan: "..."[

How many people still write with pens now?!

The most you can do is write a signature or something, and other documents are printed.

Once you get used to using a computer, it’s easy to forget to write when you pick up a pen, okay?!

Then this pervert will grab a bunch of her pigtails again!

Yin Yanyan snorted: "This thing also belongs to you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Yanmo interrupted her: "Don't worry, this is not for office use, so I don't have to worry about you taking my place if you use it."

Well, in order to prevent him from doing anything else, Yin Yanyan endured it again and again.

Picking up the pile of paper and pen: "I'll go to the conference room to write."

That's where everyone holds meetings. If she writes there, she can't be said to have replaced all the senior executives, right?

She had just turned the door handle when Ye Yanmo's voice sounded from behind again: "The conference room is being renovated. It is said that the dust inside is blocking the sky. Where are you sure you want to go?"

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