Good Morning, Mr. President!

This day.

Wen Yanzhi is having a meeting in the conference room.

He has been in the company for two days. Everyone was speculating about the injuries on his face.

Master Wen Da was born so beautiful, the wound on this face looked particularly abrupt and distressing. Everyone guessed and guessed, in the end, there was only one possibility left—probably where did the young master mess with something bad peach.

It must be the woman who started it.

After all, the woman who is broken is the most terrifying.

But then again, Master Wen has stayed in the company more often these two years. Even more often, they sleep directly in the company. It's rare that any woman has come up.

While Wen Yanzhi was listening to the report, the secretary sitting at the back answered the phone and walked over.

"General Wen."

"Anything?" Wen Yanzhi asked in a low voice.

"An important guest said he was waiting for you outside."

"What important guests?" Wen Yanzhi said, "I didn't make appointments for today's trip."

"The other said it was Jing, who looked very young."

"Jingrong?" Wen Yanzhi wondered for a moment, and next time, looked up outside the conference room.

The meeting room is open plan and frosted glass. Faintly visible figures walking outside.

At a glance, Wen Yan can recognize which is Jing Rong from those dim figures. He stood there, as if talking to someone next to him.

Wen Yanzhi smiled unconsciously, "Let him go to my office and wait for me for two minutes."

The secretary looked at him with a surprised look, and the gentleness under his eyes couldn't hide it, still surprised the secretary. After receiving the order, he opened the door of the conference room and went out.

In the conference room, Master Wen Da, who had been listening carefully to the work report, suddenly became absent-minded. Sight, look out from time to time, everyone looks out of his sight, originally thought that there must be a wonderful young girl waiting outside, but the figure does not seem to look like.

Jing Rong waited in the office for a while, and the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

Sitting on the sofa, he looked up, and saw an injured, but still good-looking, excited and somewhat excited face, "Why are you here?"

"Did I disturb you?" Jing Rong looked calm.

"Certainly not!" Wen Yanzhi approached him, and re-spoken: "In fact, there is a point. Because you came, I ended the meeting early."

He sat down next to Jing Rong, hooked Jing Rong's arm with his long arm, and leaned over to kiss him. As he approached, Jing Rong raised his hand to cover his face, and his eyes fell on Wen Yan's face all the time, staring directly at him.

Wen Yanzhi then remembered that he still had injuries on his face. In the past two days, he never went to see Jing Rong. He just didn't want him to see the injuries on his face, let alone let him know the attitude of his parents.

But just now that Jing Rong came to find himself, he was so proud of himself that he left the matter behind.

"Don't stare at me like that, my scalp will be numb." Wen Yanzhi took Jing Rong's hand down. "You come to me actively, there must be something. Tell me."

"You've been avoiding me for the past two days." Jing Rong's words were not questions, but affirmations.

"You can feel it?" Wen Yan was convinced.

Jing Rong sat aside and kept a distance from Wen Yanzhi. Wen Yanzhi moved over, Jing Rong went a little further. Wen Yanzhi frowned to show his dissatisfaction and stared at Jing Rong. The body was about to move again, Jing Rong held his shoulders, "Sit there, I have something to ask you."

"..." Wen Yanzhi glanced at Jing Rong's expression and looked innocent, "Don't be so serious, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Didn't you?" Jing Rong deliberately sternly, "Wen Xue told me everything about the previous two days. I heard ..."

Speaking of this, Jing Rong pursed his lips, and the look in his eyes was endless disappointment. "You took the other person back to see your uncle and aunt."

"Yes, I did take someone back." Wen Yanzhi admitted. But when he looked at Jing Rong's look, he realized that something was wrong. He quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong! The man and I are innocent, not what you think."

"I didn't think about it." Jing Rong deliberately said: "You did take him back. Wen Xue said that you intend to buy him a new house."

"I do not have!"

"You haven't said that?" Jing Rong asked.

"I ... I did say that. But ..."

"So, I didn't think about it." Jing Rong interrupted his words.

Wen Yanzhi was dying. "This is not what you think. Don't listen to Wen Xue talking there. She is intentional. She knows that I did it for ..."

"For what?" Jing Rong couldn't pretend. In front of this man who was sincere to himself, he couldn't keep his face serious to torture him.

Wen Yanzhi glanced at Jing Rong and found that his eyes were smiling, and then he knew that the question he had just asked was just a joke.

Sigh of relief, but still explain it truthfully: "If I take you back directly, my parents must think that it is you who seduce me and you have changed my sexual orientation. They will definitely annoy you and they will spit you. Look Are there any injuries on my face? Maybe you have to bear them all. "

He said, leaning his face towards Jing Rong.

Jing Rong looked at him and pursed his lips slightly. "This sentence is the opposite."

"What's wrong?" Wen Yanzhi asked casually, and the next moment, when he came to understand, he laughed, "Yes, it's really wrong. It's not me you seduce, I seduce you ..."

In the end, he added pride to his tone. With both hands around his chest, "It seems that I am also attractive.

Jing Rong was really defeated by this guy. "It can still be so proud, it seems that the injury is not very serious. I originally wanted to detect the wounded, it was all superfluous."

He said he was about to stand up.

Where can Wen Yanzhi let him go?

With both hands reaching out, holding him around his waist, he hugged him around his leg.

Jing Rong blushed and frowned. "Wen Yanzhi, this is the company."

"What happened to the company? Who doesn't fall in love with the whole company?"

He said, pinching Jing Rong's chin, pulling his face down, and licking a kiss on his lips. After finally trying to return Jing Rong from abroad, God knew how much he wanted to spend time with him, but he was injured on his face.

Jing Rong let him kiss without pushing away. However, Wen Yanzhi was particularly dishonest, kissing and kissing, and stretched his hands into his clothes.

Jing Rong pushed him and bumped into his wound, Wen Yan groaned with pain and drew his hand back from his clothes.

Jing Rong's expression changed and he frowned. "Are you hurt?"

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Updated today! The rest will be updated tomorrow ~~