The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  697, unexpected marriage 20 he can be a caring man

  At nine o'clock the next morning, someone knocked on the door of Kuang Meiyun’s house.

   Kuang Meiyun ran to drive, knowing the person, He Si—the assistant next to Peng Bairan.

  This man, with a pair of sharp eyes, opened a cordial smile when he saw her:

   "Ms. Kuang, is it? I'm He Si. We've seen it before."

   "Yes, yes, we have seen it. Please come in."

  Kuang Meiyun hurriedly let people in.

Aunt    also rushed out when she heard the news. When she saw the person coming, she looked into her eyes:

   "Yunyun, this is..."

  Kuang Meiyun gave a quick introduction:

  "This is Mr. He Sihe. The person sent by Mr. Peng."

"Really?"

  Hearing this, the aunt smiled and nodded at him immediately:

  "Mr. Ho, please sit down quickly. I'll make tea."

   "No, no, I mainly send the work contract on the order of our boss, so let's talk about the work first... Don't be so polite..."

  In normal times, He Si is not the kind of person who likes to be dedicated to nothing.

  Following Peng Boran for so many years, his vision has long been cultivated. Normally, it is rare for others to flatter him and let him serve people carefully.

  Today is different. The two in front of you, one is the mother of the eldest son, and the other is the aunt of the eldest son, their identities are special.

  Of course he has to be treated specially. When speaking, his tone is extremely polite.

In his opinion, Kuang Meiyun, this woman, looked really ordinary, but now she has become extraordinary, because she gave birth to Kuang Yin-this relationship is absolutely true. Most women can't ask for burning incense and worship Buddha.

  Because he knows that their boss has been ligated for N years.

  The boss can have many bed partners, but he cannot have any more children—the kind of blood-connected relationship, just such a pair, and it's a unique pair.

  How special is that? If you think about it in depth, you will understand.

   "If you want to get something. You sit down..."

  Over there, my aunt hurried to make tea.

   "Mr. Ho, please sit down."

   Kuang Meiyun greeted.

  When He Si sat down, he looked left and right:

   "Where is Xiao Yin?"

  The room is very quiet, and it can be seen that he is not there.

   "Playing at the opposite door!"

   "Okay, let's get started... This is a work contract. Please read it, Miss Kuang."

  He Si took out the information from the folder, pushed it over, and went directly to the topic:

  "The job content, working environment, job risks, salary, relative benefits, etc., are clearly listed here. You can take a closer look."

"Okay, thank you!"

  Kuang Meiyun took it from her hand and was about to see it, her aunt made tea and came over. After serving it to the customer, she smiled and asked:

   "Well, Mr. Ho, can I ask one thing?"

   "Of course, what does auntie don't understand, can you ask me carefully?"

  He Si's attitude can be kind.

  "It’s not a job. I’m just curious, just want to know how many people are working for Mr. Peng now?"

  "Seven in total. Excluding Mr. Peng, there are two of you."

  This is not a big deal, so He Si naturally told the truth.

  Auntie nodded as she listened:

   "I heard that everyone who can work for Mr. Peng has a special skill. Mr. Peng never accepts incompetent people. Is this true?"

  He Si smiled: "You can say so."

   "Then I don't understand, Miyun doesn't seem to have any specialties..."

  My aunt is very puzzled: I don’t know what the guy thinks, and wants to absorb her as a member of his studio.

   "Ms. Kwong is very good, isn't she?"

  He Sixiaoxiao gave a reason.

  Ke Kuang Meiyun does not think this reason can be established.

  She has thought about it, maybe she has taken the light of her son. This Peng Bairan took care of her son so that he could celebrate her birthday. But after thinking about it last night, I thought there might be other reasons. It's just that she can't think of a reason.

Aunt    frowned, and felt that the reason was a bit far-fetched, but she didn't ask anything more, but leaned over and looked at the contract with Kuang Meiyun.

  This is stated in the contract:

  The working period is 1 to 3 years, with a minimum of one year and a maximum of three years.

During   , Aunt Kuang Rong and Kuang Meiyun worked together for Peng Boran.

  Kuang Meiyun’s work is more flexible. Kuang Rong’s job is mainly to look after Kuang Yin. At the same time, she does not object to developing her own creative hobby under the premise of taking good care of Kuang Yin.

  As for the salary, it is quite generous. The wages of bodyguards before and Kwong Meiyun were only high and not low.

  Finally, even my aunt’s salary was also stated.

  In general, the salary and benefits of this contract are quite good.

  "Are your salaries so high?"

  It was a bit presumptuous to ask, but my aunt still asked.

  She is just a small teacher. She has never seen such a high salary. It's inevitable to be a bit confused.

  He Si smiled, watching silently, waiting for him to answer Kuang Meiyun meaningfully, and explained it patiently:

   "Yes, Mr. Peng never treats people who help him with his heart. And he will never disappoint people who have given him kindness.

  "And this time, Miss Kwong, it was you who let Mr. Peng regain a family relationship that made him worry about him. Just by paying you such a contribution, you can get Mr. Peng to treat each other wholeheartedly.

  “Actually, don’t look at Mr. Peng’s usual cold and widowed appearance. In the hearts of all the colleagues in the studio, Mr. Peng is more like our patriarch, and he knows how to care about the joys, sorrows and sorrows of each of us...

   "He is a very good boss.

  "If the conditions are ripe, he can become a super good dad.

  "If he wants to, he can even become a super considerate man..."

  How did the more you listen to these words, the more you feel that this person deliberately said to her?

  Especially the last sentence.

  Kuang Meiyun frowned unconsciously, and glanced at him suspiciously.

   "Mr. He..."

   "Just call me Asi. From now on, everyone will be colleagues, so there is no need to be too polite and formal..."

   He wanted to narrow the distance between each other deliberately.

   "Okay, then I'll just yell like that, A Si, do you mean something like that?"

  She asked straight, and didn't like to make rounds.

  He Si laughed unconsciously, and simply broke it directly:

"I just want to say one thing, Sister Kwong, there is no shortage of women around the boss, but there is no woman who can make him feel good. You are the first to let him accept it by exception. In addition to his good skills, other aspects A more ordinary woman. For the sake of children, I think you should try another possible relationship."

  She listened, her eyelids twitched.

  The meaning in the words, she understood.

   However, the kind of another relationship that may be established is not what Xiao wants to desire.

  She and Peng Boran?

  I feel incredible when I think about it.

   But my aunt’s eyelids twitched, and her mind started to move in this direction.

  *

   After signing the agreement, in the afternoon, Kuang Meiyun and her aunt took Kuang Yin and He Si with them, packed and left the door, and headed for their new home.

  It is a high-end community, and it is naturally very different from the place where they live. The security work at the door can be regarded as a leader in the circle.

  Walking in, the overwhelming wind of the hardware facilities immediately hit the sky.

   Arrived on the 25th floor, Kuang Yin opened the door, and you can enter with the fingerprint lock.

  Auntie looked a little surprised, upscale, much more upscale than many communities she has seen...

   "Two Miss Kwong, please take a seat in the living room first. I will invite Mr. Peng."

  He Si was very polite and leaned back and went to the study.

   "Mom, grandma, are you thirsty, I'll get you water..."

  Kuang Yin had the little master's voice. After asking, he ran to the kitchen, opened the double-door refrigerator, and took two bottles of water.

  Kuang Meiyun glanced silently: The drinking water that the man stored at home was indeed the most expensive, and it was imported.

  So, she came to a conclusion: Peng Bairan is suffering from a disease of wealth and wealth. He has nowhere to use money...

"coming."

   was staring at the bottle, and the man’s calm and unusual voice came over.

"dad."

   Kuang Yin jumped over happily.

Peng Boran picked up the child, threw it up, and caught it again. This high-risk action made aunty sweat, but Kuang Yin giggled, Kuang Meiyun's eyelids jumped fiercely: this The warm picture is weird.

   "Go, take you to the room."

  He put the child down and glanced at Kuang Meiyun:

   "There is only one guest room at home. In the next few days, you will live with your aunt. Xiao Yin has his own room. The hourly workers will come to cook and clean up on time every day."

  He led her into a room. The furnishings inside were simple and generous, the bed was large, the bedside lamp was European style, and the floor light could reflect people. Every detail showed a simple nobleness.

   "You guys have a rest!"

  Peng Boran was about to leave, Kuang Meiyun stopped him:

  "Wait a minute, Mr. Peng..."

   "Lao Peng, or Peng Boran, work together in the future, don't have to be so inconsistent."

  Peng Bairan turned her head and corrected her name again.

  Kuang Meiyun also didn't want to be polite: "Okay, from now on, I will call you Lao Peng."

   "Hmm... what do you call me?"

   asked Peng Bairan.

   "It's something. Since we can't live here for a few days, don't hire part-time workers. I will be responsible for the cleaning and three meals these days."

  Now she's sending someone under the fence, she doesn't want to cook for the guests who will open their mouths.

  "Yes, yes, if we do nothing all day, we are not used to..."

Aunt    also echoed.

  Peng Boran thought about the dishes he had eaten before, and frankly speaking, the taste was average. For his picky taste buds, it was really not good, but it couldn’t be said to be unbearable.

   "Also. It's up to you."

  He respects their opinions.

  Kuang Meiyun watched him turn and leave, and her aunt murmured from the side:

  "This person, looking fierce, can't expect to talk so well."

  Maybe when you become a good father, you can really become a good husband.

  Of course, she didn't say the last half sentence.

  Kuang Meiyun secretly sighed in her heart: ah, people, it's really not good to look at.

  *

  For Peng Boran, Kuang Meiyun knows very little about him. He only knows him. He has a strong ability, a reputation, a high bargaining price, a quick investigation, and he is a bit arrogant. He always has alternative ideas, always has a unique vision, and always works slickly...

  As for what his private life is like, she has no idea.

  She only heard that he had a lot of bed partners—Xiao Jinghuan said so, it must not be far away.

  But in the next few days, she has some understanding of him.

  Early in the morning, when it’s dark, run in the morning-she used to run alone, but when she came here, the three of them ran together.

  In Xuxu Qingfeng, Peng Boran ran at the forefront, Kuang Meiyun followed her son behind him, looking back from time to time, stopping and waiting...This painting style is very like a family of three.

  The man gave her a strange look when they went downstairs for a run on the first day. Later, when he ran the first lap, he didn't wait for them, and when he ran the second lap, he started to cooperate with them.

  Every time she saw the father-son race, she always had a scene of returning to her childhood, and her heart was full of flavor.

  For breakfast, he likes to eat noodles, dumplings and other Chinese dim sum, and he likes to put a lot of vinegar, and put a lot of spicy stars-on this point, he and his family's diet are very similar.

In the morning, he was wearing house clothes and accompanied his son at home. He put down that cold coat, joking, telling stories, playing games, studying all kinds of small problems that little guys don’t understand... The man is erudite and colorful, making the little guy awkward. Adorable.

  She, mopping the floor, washing clothes, cooking, cooking, boiling soup, and stir-frying when it's time to eat, the faint home atmosphere seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

  At noon, they ate together, and he was not too picky about the dishes their aunts and nephews cooked. Still very well served.

  In the afternoon, Peng Boran sometimes talks with his people in the study.

  In the evening, he mostly dines at home. After dinner, he reads books with his children, learns idioms, and memorizes allusions.

  Before he goes to sleep, he will also coax his son to sleep, and he fully expresses the role of dad.

  Daily getting along, he doesn't put on airs, he is always kind, not as difficult to get along with as she imagined.

This person, it feels like a paper tiger cut extremely majestic. It looks shocking. In fact, he is not so scary. If you look closely, you will still feel this. The paper tiger is pretty shady.

Days have become leisurely again. All day long, I spend my time at home, do housework, do parent-child interactions, or study dishes. Apart from a little bit of the man’s mind, the moisturizing days are still quite flavorful. .

  One thing that must be explained is that she does not have much intersection with him.

  He changes his clothes and washes them himself.

This man’s ability to take care of himself in life is still very strong. He didn’t keep his fingers out of the water because of the wealth of his family. It’s just that when he was washing his clothes, he seemed to be fighting, and he could wash the whole washing room all over the room. Foam.

  That day, when she saw how he was doing laundry, she suddenly wanted to laugh, but he glanced sideways:

   "When I go back to Shanghai, if you don't plan to wash my clothes, you must hire a part-time worker..."

  She didn't comment on this matter.

  Wash him clothes?

how is this possible?

  That's what a wife would do.

  What is his thought?