The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

Zhuang Xiao led Zhang Jinle slowly out of the art gallery. The light outside was already dim, casting their shadows into a slightly crooked line.

Along the way, Zhuang Xiao listened to Zhang Jinle complaining about Ding Jingcheng while paying attention to the road conditions so that he could pull Zhang Jinle in time to prevent her from running away and hitting innocent passers-by.

However, Zhuang Xiao was worrying too much. Zhang Jinle was dancing and gesticulating all the way, and it could be said that she was very aggressive. In addition... her words did have a deeper meaning, and the passers-by in front of her had no time to dodge.

"This Ding Lao Er, his nickname is really wasted. Is he a man? Is he not good enough?!" Zhang Jinle said with saliva flying. "He looks like a sea king. He has added me on WeChat for such a long time, but he didn't say a word. I thought it was hopeless, but today I got a voice call from him, asking me to go to an art exhibition."

"I wore daily contact lenses, put on full makeup, curled my hair, and gathered the wisdom of all my roommates to attend the appointment...but what did I get?" Zhang Jinle clenched his fists and screamed to the sky, "I actually became a light bulb!!"

Zhuang Xiao looked at Zhang Jinle, who was gritting his teeth in hatred, and raised his eyebrows with deep sympathy.

It happened that the two of them passed by a milk tea shop. Zhuang Xiao bought two cups of lemon tea and handed one to her, "Calm down, calm down..."

Zhang Jinle had been talking for a long time and his mouth was dry. He took the cup and gulped down most of it. The cold and refreshing taste barely suppressed the speechlessness in his heart. He let out a long breath, looked at Zhuang Xiao, and grinned, "But it's not a loss to meet such a beautiful woman today."

"Good sister, we have to take some photos together later. I want to show off to others that I have a beautiful friend!" Zhang Jinle quickly finished comforting herself. With her lively personality, she pulled Zhuang Xiao to take a closer look, and her words of praise were overflowing with words, "I don't even dare to Photoshop like this, but you actually look like this!"

Zhuang Xiao was amused by her, "Meeting you makes my trip today worthwhile."

"Of course not." Zhang Jinle laughed, with a little pride on his face.

Zhang Jinle remembered something, and came close to Zhuang Xiao, saying seriously: "We are both wanderers in this world, so I have to remind you to stay away from Shao Quan. You can't beat that bastard Ding Jingcheng. Now I know that he is a scheming green tea man."

Zhang Jinle felt very sorry when he said this, "It's a pity that the two male gods of our W University can only be looked at but not eaten, alas~"

Zhuang Xiao did not comment on this, but she could see that Zhang Jinle was really able to let go, so she asked her to learn oil painting techniques from her.

However, Zhuang Xiao now knew that Zhang Jinle had been tricked by Ding Jingcheng into coming here, and added: "But you are busy with your studies, if it is inconvenient..."

Before Zhuang Xiao could finish, Zhang Jinle patted his chest and agreed, "What's the inconvenience?"

"Tell everyone that I've accepted a disciple before I even graduated. They'll be so jealous." Zhang Jinle was a man of action. He immediately took Zhuang Xiao's arm and said, "Our studio is open at night. Come on, I'll take you to have a look..."

Next, Zhuang Xiao witnessed her abundant energy. Zhang Jinle first took her to the studio and gave her a grand introduction, which attracted a lot of applause and teasing from her classmates.

Of course, a small gathering was inevitable afterwards. After eating skewers in the back street, Zhang Jinle took Zhuang Xiao to visit an art supply store. After such a busy schedule, it was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Zhuang Xiao returned to the rental house with a lot of bags.

After such a busy day, even this healthy body felt a little exhausted. Zhuang Xiao took a shower and fell asleep immediately without even having time to check his cell phone. Naturally, he didn't know about Tu Yan's business trip and missed the best opportunity to coax him.

So, the next day, Zhuang Xiao brought a loving breakfast and a Q version portrait of the president, and smiled brightly as she poked her head into Tu Yan's office, only to see an empty office chair.

Zhuang Xiao couldn't believe his eyes. After retracting his head, he blinked hard and stuck his head in again. Well, there was still no one there.

It's already nine o'clock, and the workaholic is not in the company?

Just as Zhuang Xiao was wondering, Secretary Wang's voice came to his ears, "Oh, it's only been one day since we last met, and you're already missing me when you see my things?"

Zhuang Xiao turned around and looked at Secretary Wang, who was smiling mischievously, with a puzzled look on his face, "What do you mean by seeing something reminds me of someone?"

"I am a witness between the two of you, so don't pretend in front of me." Secretary Wang chuckled and gently nudged Zhuang Xiao with his shoulder.

"As the saying goes, a short absence is better than a new marriage. Let's wait for Mr. Tu to come back...hehehe..." Secretary Wang held her chin with both hands, smiling so hard that her teeth were showing. She had already started to fantasize.

Zhuang Xiao reacted now, his eyes widened with fear, "Boss Tu left? Where did he go? When will he be back? "

Secretary Wang shivered at Zhuang Xiao's high voice. He didn't know which question to answer first. He was stunned for a moment, "Uh... where he's going may be a business secret. As for when he'll be back... But don't worry, Mr. Tu is always good at negotiating business. It won't take a few days."

Zhuang Xiao's life was in Tu Yan's hands, so she didn't dare to be careless. She looked at Secretary Wang eagerly, asking for confirmation: "Really? How many days will it take?"

"According to convention, it will take at least three or four days, and at most seven or eight days." Secretary Wang's heart softened when she was looked at by Zhuang Xiao's watery eyes. She thought to herself that no wonder President Tu couldn't handle it, she couldn't handle it either.

"It's just a business trip. President Tu won't run away. You're too nervous." Secretary Wang pulled her to sit in the lounge. "President Tu is not here. We can relax and enjoy ourselves."

Zhuang Xiao opened the lunch box, took a bite of the loving breakfast prepared for Tu Yan, and said vaguely: "You don't understand, President Tu is my lifeblood, I can't live without him..."

Zhuang Xiao spoke from the bottom of his heart, but Secretary Wang couldn't help rubbing his arms and got goose bumps.

"You're exaggerating." Secretary Wang couldn't help but glance sideways, thinking: I never realized that a serious CEO likes something so corny?

Zhuang Xiao choked on the sandwich and took a sip of water. She decided not to make this next time as she was tired of it.

After swallowing his saliva, Zhuang Xiaochong waved his hand at Secretary Wang, "You don't understand. What I said is from the bottom of my heart, and it's more real than pearls."

Secretary Wang looked at the empty 101st floor, grinned, and made an OK gesture, "Oh~ Be rigorous, I understand, I understand." At this level, it's no wonder that President Tu couldn't grasp it.

Zhuang Xiao glanced at Secretary Wang, who seemed to understand what he meant, and was speechless. He thought to himself: What do you know? How can you understand even though I don't?