President Pei is flirting again

Pei Zhiyu didn't look up, but Jiang Miao could hear a hint of annoyance in his tone.

He didn't take his anger out on Jiang Miao, but just asked her what was wrong.

Jiang Miao said she would wait for him to get off work together.

This time, she spoke very bluntly and got straight to the point.

Pei Zhiyu frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What are you up to? Why are you waiting for me to get off work together?"

"I..." She hadn't found a suitable excuse yet.

Pei Zhiyu cast a sharp gaze on her, as if he was helpless and compromising, "I still have a lot of documents to deal with, so I may have to work overtime for a long time."

"Is this true?" Jiang Miao didn't believe it. "Are you lying to me?"

As she spoke, she took a few steps closer and finally stopped in front of Pei Zhiyu's desk.

Jiang Miao stretched his neck to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a pile of unprocessed documents on Pei Zhiyu's right hand side.

It looks like it has been piled up for several days.

Such a horrible workload made Jiang Miao feel daunted.

If it was her, her body would have been cold.

Jiang Miao felt a little sympathetic towards him, "Pei Zhiyu, shouldn't people like you who are CEOs have a lot of free time?"

"Jiang Miao," Pei Zhiyu called her, pausing for a moment, "Being a president is easy? Who do you think supports this company?"

"Well, novels are really unreliable!" she muttered quietly.

After a while, Pei Zhiyu found that Jiang Miao was still there, and took the initiative to say: "You go back first."

Jiang Miao refused: "No, I want to accompany you."

Pei Zhiyu: “?”

The man looked up, his deep eyes staring at her face for a long time, "Have you changed your personality today?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You said you wanted to accompany...me?" Pei Zhiyu pondered over the last word for a long time before finally saying it.

He probably thought Jiang Miao's behavior was abnormal.

Jiang Miao didn't want to make excuses anymore, so he told him frankly: "Then just think of it as me completing a mission. Today's mission is to wait for you to get off work together!"

"..."

Pei Zhiyu felt that Jiang Miao had something wrong with his brain.

Yes, no normal person would believe her.

But this is the truth. Jiang Miao has already told him. It is up to him to believe it or not.

Pei Zhiyu refused coldly: "I don't need you to accompany me."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Jiang Miao pretended to leave, but her small movements of looking back every few steps had already exposed her thoughts.

Pei Zhiyu did not try to keep her.

Jiang Miao was so angry that he walked out of his office and slammed the door hard, making a loud noise.

The office fell into deathly silence again, with only the sound of papers being shuffled.

An hour later, Pei Zhiyu had processed most of the documents, with some left.

There was a hint of fatigue in his eyes and brows, and he was not in a good mental state.

Recently, he has been busy with work, and Gu Huaizhou has been secretly making trouble for him, so he has not been getting enough rest and looks much more tired.

Pei Zhiyu leaned back, rested his head on the chair, closed his eyes and dozed off for a while.

When Jiang Miao came back, she pushed the door open and went in because the office door was not closed.

As soon as she entered the door, she subconsciously wanted to call Pei Zhiyu, but when the words came to her lips, she realized that the other party was resting.

Jiang Miao swallowed his words back into his stomach.

She put down the things she had brought back, walked over quietly, and stopped in front of Pei Zhiyu.

Pei Zhiyu was sitting and she was standing.

From this perspective, she was much taller than Pei Zhiyu who was sitting, and her line of sight was looking down from a high place.

A beam of light was reflected outside the glass window of the office. It was a sign of the setting sun, dim and dazzling.

The light of dusk stretched Jiang Miao's shadow, turning it into a deformed black monster, which playfully climbed onto Pei Zhiyu.

Jiang Miao watched Pei Zhiyu sleeping and was fascinated for a moment. He couldn't help but bend down and sneak closer.

The man's eyelashes were long and curled, and his handsome face was no longer as tense as before, but a little softer. No matter from which angle you looked at him, he was perfect and impeccable.

His face must be God's most perfect masterpiece.

As Jiang Miao was thinking about this, he suddenly felt his hands itchy and couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to secretly poke it with his fingertips.

"Jiang Miao, what do you want to do?"

The man suddenly opened his eyes. Not only did her little trick fail, but she was also caught on the spot.

Jiang Miao withdrew his hand awkwardly, feeling a little overwhelmed. "Well, I just wanted to wake you up..."

"Hmm?" Perhaps because Pei Zhiyu had just taken a short nap, his voice was a little hoarse at this time.

Pei Zhiyu coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "Didn't I ask you to go back?"

"I told you I won't abandon you!" Jiang Miao said as a matter of course, "I just went out and bought you dinner, do you want to eat?"

Pei Zhiyu refused as usual: "...No need."

Jiang Miao was rarely so patient and asked him again: "Are you really not going to eat dinner?"

Pei Zhiyu was firm: "No."

Jiang Miao raised his hand and began to count down, "Three, two..."

When Pei Zhiyu saw her moving her fingers, he subconsciously thought of a horrible thing - she was going to use violence!

This is a signal that portends danger.

Before Jiang Miao finished saying the word "one", Pei Zhiyu changed his words on the spot: "I'll eat. I'm hungry, too."

A real man can bend and stretch.

Jiang Miao was satisfied, and gently patted Pei Zhiyu's shoulder as a threat, "Okay."

She walked over, took the food, and placed it in front of Pei Zhiyu, "Eat it, I bought it especially for you."

Pei Zhiyu opened the outer packaging, took a look, and found that it contained three dishes and a soup.

The dishes were all homely, except for the soup, which was chicken soup with a lot of pork tripe in it.

From what Jiang Miao said, he wanted him to make up for it.

Moreover, the pork tripe and chicken soup is very fragrant. I bought it from a restaurant with the best reputation in the city center.

The queues usually take a long time.

But Jiang Miao had made a reservation in advance, and she had originally planned to take it home for herself, but because of the mission, she had to stay.

If Pei Zhiyu doesn't leave work, she has to stay with him, which is equivalent to working overtime in disguise.

Pei Zhiyu started eating, and Jiang Miao also went to eat. She sat at another table.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Miao began to stay in Pei Zhiyu's office and play with his mobile phone.

Pei Zhiyu continued to work with his head down.

At night, the sky gradually darkens and time passes by little by little.

Pei Zhiyu finally pulled himself away from his work, rubbing his brows, trying to relieve his fatigue.

He looked up to the other side and found that Jiang Miao had fallen asleep on the sofa, and her cell phone had fallen to the ground without her noticing.

Pei Zhiyu stood up and walked over to help Jiang Miao pick up the phone. Just as he was about to open his mouth to wake her up, she suddenly slapped him on the back of his hand.

"Snapped--"