Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 305 Calling Uncle

#股市摇，Yanlu Group's stock plummeted! #
#Manufacturers are returning goods one after another, what did Yanlu Group do? #
Yan Ruoxue looked at the man behind him suspiciously.

Jun Wuyong raised his hand, smoothed the hair on her cheeks to the back of her ears, and pinched her small earlobes, with a smile on her eyes.

Yan Ruoxue stared at the man's face for a long time, but she couldn't see anything from those eyes.

In the end, you can only give up.

After clicking on the computer screen, Yan Ruoxue's voice was very sure, "What did you do?"

"No." After speaking, Jun Wuyong looked into Yan Ruoxue's eyes with a calm face.

"It's really not you?" Yan Ruoxue's face was full of doubts. Except for Uncle Jiu, she really couldn't think of anyone who would target Yan Lu Group like this. Just now she looked at the stock market situation, and there was no warning about Yan Lu Group's stocks No matter how you look at it, it seems artificial.

"No." Jun Wuyong blinked pretending to be wronged, "I have been with you all this time."

Brightly written on the handsome face, "You are wronging me" in large characters.

The elegant man in the past has learned to be cute? !
Yan Ruoxue: "..." Man, shame on you!
o(╯□╰)o
"Clang clang clang..."

When Yan Ruo was about to say something, there was a knock on the office door.

Yan Ruoxue waved away the man beside her, sat down hastily, and said loudly, "Please come in."

"Boss, there is a Mr. Zhai who wants to see you and says he is your friend." The woman was a little uncertain. After all, their boss was only in his early twenties, and that Mr. Zhai looked to be at least forty, with such an age gap. Can two older people be friends?
Hearing Mr. Zhai, Yan Ruoxue instantly thought of the family that blocked her door that night.

She thought that the family would go to her home to look for her again, but she didn't expect to come to the company, and, so soon...

Thinking of something, Yan Ruoxue looked sideways at some man.

"Want to see?"

The man's expression was very calm, as if he wasn't surprised at all, Yan Ruoxue took a deep look at the man, then looked sideways at the secretary.

"Please come in."

Received a reply, the secretary left.

Yan Ruoxue turned her head and looked at Jun Wuyong at the side, as if saying, 'Don't you want to say something? '

Jun Wuyong curled his lips slightly, and looked back at Yan Ruoxue calmly.

While the two looked at each other, Zhai Yanliang was brought into the office by the secretary, and when he saw the two people staring at each other affectionately, his eyes flashed with displeasure.

The secretary at the side felt strange when he saw Mr. Zhai's expression.

Secretary: Is this person the proprietress' rival in love? !However, this age does not look like it.

The corners of Zhai Yanliang's mouth were slightly raised, and a bit of kindness was squeezed out of that face full of the majesty of the superior, but it looked a little weird.

However, the person concerned did not seem to realize the stiffness of the smile on his face.

He walked to the center of the office and said to Yan Ruoxue, "Xiaoxue, won't you invite me to sit?"

"Please sit down." Yan Ruoxue got up and walked to the sofa, "Would you like something to drink?"

Zhai Yanliang glanced at Jun Wuyong, walked briskly to Yan Ruoxue's side, "What does Xiaoxue usually like to drink?"

"milk tea."

A deep male voice sounded from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yan Ruoxue glanced sideways at Jun Wuyong, then silently closed her mouth, swallowing the word 'orange juice'.

There was a trace of displeasure in Zhai Yanliang's eyes, and when Yan Ruoxue looked at him, the displeasure had disappeared without a trace.

"What flavor of milk tea does Xiaoxue like?"

Tall, with a perennially cold and dignified middle-aged man, he forced out a loving expression... Yan Ruoxue said it was a little weird.

"Original taste." As he spoke, Jun Wuyong drove the wheelchair to the opposite side of the sofa.

Having been robbed of the opportunity to get closer to Xiaoxue twice, Zhai Yanliang looked at Jun Wuyong and asked casually, "Is your name Xiaoxue?"

In the office, the room between the two men was full of gunpowder.

Yan Ruoxue hurriedly walked between the two, "Well... what do you want to drink? I'll ask the secretary to prepare it."

Zhai Yanliang: "Milk tea, original flavor, thank you Xiaoxue."

Jun Wuyong glanced at Zhai Yanliang indifferently, picked up the tea set on the coffee table and made tea by himself.

Zhai Yanliang: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Jun has a special liking for tea, and my father also likes to drink tea." Tea is exclusive to the elderly. If you eat young grass in the old cow, stay away from my niece!
Yan Ruoxue: "..." Why does it sound weird?

Jun Wuyong: "Milk tea is tea with milk." You are older.

Yan Ruoxue: "..." Do you want to confront each other like this?

Zhai Yanliang: "Milk tea is better, isn't it, Xiaoxue?"

"They're all delicious." Saying that, Yan Ruoxue hurriedly picked up the phone on the table and asked the secretary to get milk tea.

From an angle that Yan Ruoxue couldn't see, there was another flash of swords and swords between the two men.

When Yan Ruoxue finished making the phone call and turned around, the two looked sideways at her in a tacit understanding.

Being stared at by two men, Yan Ruoxue felt a little uncomfortable.

Embarrassed, she walked to the sofa, and Yan Ruoxue sat beside Jun Wuyong.

"Is Mr. Zhai here today for something?"

Jun Wuyong handed the cup of brewed tea to Yan Ruoxue.

Yan Ruoxue who was talking subconsciously took it.

Zhai Yanliang frowned slightly, not sure if it was because of Yan Ruoxue's words, or because of the interaction between the two.

"Xiaoxue, why do you still call me Mr. Zhai?" There was some disapproval in the deep male voice.

Yan Ruoxue: "..." What's that called?Call a stranger uncle?She couldn't scream.

Jun Wuyong: "Isn't your surname Zhai?"

Zhai Yanliang looked at Jun Wuyong with an unhappy face.

Seeing the smell of gunpowder rising between the two again, Yan Ruoxue felt helpless.

Yan Ruoxue: "..." Can't you talk properly?
"Crack!"

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open.

Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room, the secretary cautiously walked in front of the three of them, trembling, and said, "That...boss, original milk tea."

Yan Ruoxue: "Drink milk tea, drink milk tea, the milk tea in this milk tea shop is delicious."

Seeing the boss taking the milk tea, the secretary hurried out.

Zhai Yanliang: "Is this milk tea shop opened by Xiaoxue?"

It was only then that Yan Ruoxue realized that what she said just now to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere was very suspicious of 'Wang Po selling melons, selling melons and boasting herself'.

Jun Wuyong: "..." He regretted it, he should have just said that Xue'er likes to drink coffee.

"That... Mr. Zhai..." Under the gaze of the man, Yan Ruoxue hastily changed her words: "Uncle..."

Before Yan Ruoxue finished speaking, Zhai Yanliang quickly interjected, "Hey! Be good! This is a red envelope from your uncle."

Saying that, Zhai Yanliang took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Yan Ruoxue.

Yan Ruoxue: "..." Why are you still wearing a red envelope?

Jun Wuyong glanced at the red envelope lightly, and looked at the smiling and wrinkled Zhai Yanliang, "It's so thin, there can't be only one inside."

(End of this chapter)