Addicted to kissing his wife, Mr. Ji is no longer evil

Even after becoming Shengyanzhou's assistant, Qingyue didn't always get to see him.

For several days, Sheng Yanzhou went on a business trip abroad.

Qingyue had almost nothing to do and could only stare at the empty office in a daze.

I polished Sheng Yanzhou's desk and chair until they were shiny, and touched the pen he often used.

She smiled at herself self-deprecatingly. If someone saw her, they would definitely laugh at her for being a nymphomaniac or a toad wanting to eat swan flesh, right?

I finally waited until Shengyanzhou came back, but I only saw him briefly before he went to the meeting room.

Looking at the closed door of the conference room, Qingyue felt distressed.

No wonder I always hear Zhao Duo talk about how hard it was in the past. Working around the clock was commonplace. Shengyanzhou’s later solid position is inseparable from its current efforts.

Two hours later, the meeting ended.

Sheng Yanzhou returned to the office.

Qingyue waited for a while, then took the initiative to bring in a cup of warm tea. As soon as she opened the door, she found Sheng Yanzhou sitting on the sofa.

He closed his eyes, leaned back, folded his arms across his chest, and stood tall.

"Mr. Sheng?"

She called softly, but Sheng Yanzhou didn't respond, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

Qingyue tiptoed over and leaned over to look him over.

After not seeing him for a week, there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes, probably because he was too tired, but his three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes were still handsome.

Qingyue unconsciously raised her hand and wanted to touch his face.

"If you dare to touch me, I will immediately ask A Yao to chop off your hand."

Shengyanzhou spoke coldly.

Qingyue was startled and accidentally spilled the tea in her hand, half of the cup falling on Shengyanzhou's legs.

"sorry!"

Qingyue knew that she had caused a big disaster, so she quickly picked up the tissue and wiped his thighs up.

A big hand suddenly pressed down on her hand, and Sheng Yanzhou asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Qingyue was a little stunned: "Help... help you wipe the water."

"Are you sure you just wiped the water and have no other intentions?"

Sheng Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp.

Qingyue blushed. She really hadn’t thought about it that much just now, but this position really made it hard not to be suspicious.

"I think you did this on purpose?"

Shengyanzhou was a little annoyed.

Qingyue bit her lip. How could he think of her like that? She decided to just give up and suddenly moved closer, with her nose almost touching his.

The sudden approach made Sheng Yanzhou's body stiffen.

Qingyue said: "Look carefully, this is what we call intentional. I was really careless just now."

She thought she could scare Sheng Yanzhou by doing this, but suddenly her wrist hurt and she was pressed down on the sofa by a huge force.

"Are you looking for death?"

Sheng Yanzhou leaned over to look at her, his eyes cold and clear.

Qingyue's eyes were slightly red, and she said aggrievedly: "I was just worried that you were tired, so I came in to see you."

"Do I need your concern?"

Sheng Yanzhou's mouth was full of contempt, "Don't take yourself too seriously. If you dare to touch me again, I will make you get out."

Qingyue was about to speak when Zhao Duo suddenly walked in.

"Master, last month's——"

When Zhao Duo saw the scene in the office, he was petrified instantly.

Why did I push Qingyue down on the sofa?

He blinked hard, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and said to himself: "Am I overworked and hallucinating?"

Until Sheng Yanzhou's suppressed angry voice came: "How long are you going to watch? Get out!"

"Damn it, it's not an illusion. Sorry, I didn't see anything. You guys continue!"

Zhao Duo was horrified and turned and ran.

Sheng Yanzhou suddenly woke up and found that he was actually holding Qingyue's wrist, and there was no distance between them.

He immediately let go and sat back on the sofa.

"go out."

A cold voice.

Qingyue sniffed, picked up the teacup on the ground, and left silently.

Not until her figure disappeared did Sheng Yanzhou let out a long sigh and rubbed his eyebrows hard.

He actually took the initiative to touch her just now. He must have been too tired recently and his mind was not clear.

Outside.

Zhao Duo excitedly grabbed A Yao and said, "Guess what I just saw?"

A Yao yawned, "What else can I see? Qingyue confessed to me again, and then I scolded her?"

"no!"

Zhao Duo whispered to A Yao.

"What did you say? Our master pressed Qingyue on the sofa?"

A Yao yelled.

"Shh, keep your voice down!"

Zhao Duo raised his index finger.

A Yao scratched his head, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? Did you see it the wrong way around? Shouldn't it be Qingyue who threw our master down?"

"You are definitely not mistaken. It was our master who took the initiative!"

Zhao Duo's expression was firm.

A Yao touched his chin and said, "This is impossible. Qingyue..."

As he was speaking, Zhao Duo was patting A Yao wildly. On the other side, Qingyue came out of the office with red eyes.

When she walked over, A Yao whispered, "Fuck, did our master really molest her?"

Zhao Duo touched his chin and said, "I don't rule out this possibility. I think he is too repressed. After all, he is a man and still needs a woman."

A Yao nodded: "How about suggesting that he go to the club some other day?"

"Are you two free?"

A cold voice came from behind. Sheng Yanzhou had a cold expression on his face and looked very unhappy.

"No, we care about you too!"

Zhao Duo smiled awkwardly, "Master, if you need a woman, there are plenty of clean and beautiful ones in the club. Qingyue is really... how should I put it, her appearance is a little lacking."

Sheng Yanzhou curled his lips and sneered: "If you have time, pay attention to my personal life. It seems that the work is not enough. How about this, arrange the schedule for next month for me before noon tomorrow. If you are late by one minute, one month's salary will be deducted."

"Ah? Master, no way?"

Zhao Duo was horrified.

A Yao was laughing with glee beside him.

Sheng Yanzhou sneered: "Don't worry, you can't run away, go do 200 push-ups."

Amid the two people's wailing, Sheng Yanzhou turned around, glanced at Qingyue's desk lightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked into the office.

night.

When Shengyanzhou came back from the meeting, Qingyue had already gotten off work.

When I returned to the office, I saw the familiar thermos on the table.

For half a month, even though he didn't drink a single sip and clearly stated that he wouldn't drink it, she still brought him seafood porridge on time every night.

Zhao Duo followed and said, "Master, Mr. Yuan is waiting for you."

"Ah."

Taking his eyes off the thermos, Sheng Yanzhou turned and left.

He has severe mysophobia and usually does not go to public entertainment venues, but occasionally he has to attend social engagements that he cannot refuse.

For example, tonight.

The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the Haijin Club.

As soon as the car stopped, the club manager who had been waiting for a long time came forward and respectfully opened the car door.

"Mr. Sheng, you are honored to be here. The box is ready. Please come in."

Sheng Yanzhou got out of the car, his handsome face as calm as water, and walked with his long legs into the club hall under the guidance of the manager.

at this time.

The second floor of the clubhouse.

Qingyue was busy cleaning the box.

A group of guests had just left, and the room was littered with cigarette butts and traces of spit. She suppressed her nausea and squatted on the floor to clean it up bit by bit.

In order to raise tuition and living expenses for the next semester, she had to find another job.

Although working in the club is hard, the salary is higher than other places.

And the most important thing is——

Qingyue raised her head and looked at the hideous scar on her left cheek in the mirror.

Because of this ugly scar, those lecherous customers were completely uninterested in her and even stayed away from her. In a way, this scar became her amulet.

She lifted the loose hair from her forehead, smiled at the mirror, and continued to work.

At this time, the deputy manager appeared at the door of the box and said to Qingyue: "Box 602 needs to be cleaned, hurry over!"

Hearing this, Qingyue sighed deeply.

Haijin Club is a very high-end entertainment venue, and the people who come here to play are either rich or noble.

But the rich are also divided into levels. The first to fourth floors of the club are ordinary private rooms, and the fifth floor and above are VIP rooms, which are specially prepared for the top wealthy people.

Correspondingly, the level of waiters in VIP boxes is also higher. Being young and beautiful is the basic requirement, and some even require a high level of education or the ability to speak foreign languages.

Qingyue is an employee of the ordinary box and is not allowed to appear in front of those distinguished guests.

But there is one special situation in which she can go to the VIP box, that is when the box has been destroyed too disgustingly.

If the VIP waiters are unwilling to clean, they will ask Qingyue to clean it.