Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

During her convalescence, Feng Yi was still very busy, but he would still take time to accompany her, chat with her, and enjoy life with her.

The wounds on her body had healed, and the scar on her heart seemed to be healing as well.

When Feng Yi came back from get off work, Chang Yao came out of the kitchen with food and looked at him: "It's time to eat."

After dinner, they sat on the sofa, and Chang Yao said, "I have to go to work at the company tomorrow."

"As long as you're well, there's no problem."

"It's okay now. I want to drink tonight." Chang Yao sat on his lap and hugged his neck.

Feng Yi chose a champagne that was sweet, refreshing, and not too strong, which was very suitable for her.

But Chang Yao's alcohol tolerance is really not that good. She can only drink half a bottle of mild wine.

She put down her wine glass, walked to Feng Yi, leaned over, supported herself on the sofa and looked at Feng Yi's face.

Her voice was soft and without any offensive power: "Do you know that conquering someone like you is really a sense of accomplishment, Feng Yi, I may have conquered you earlier than you."

"what?"

Seeing that she was a little unsteady, Feng Yi put his hand on her waist to give her some support.

"I like you." Chang Yao's arms suddenly went limp and she fell on him.

Feng Yi hugged her: "You are drunk."

Chang Yao supported herself with her hands and sat up a little: "I'm not drunk, I'm still okay."

Chang Yao unbuckled his belt and slid down...

Feng Yi hadn't touched her for a long time, and the veins on his arms were slightly bulging. He couldn't hold on for long and surrendered.

Chang Yao sat back on his lap and leaned close to his ear: "You like this the most, don't you?"

"Aren't you disgusted?"

"This can only be done to your significant other. We have no relationship, so why should I do this to you?" Chang Yao exhaled, with the aroma of wine and a hint of salty smell.

The ambiguous atmosphere was intoxicating. Feng Yi gently pinched her neck and closed the distance between them: "Who said I like this position?"

"Then why do you always force me?"

"Because you are disobedient." Feng Yi knew that she was disgusted, so he used this posture to teach her a lesson.

Feng Yi pinched her chin and said, "Go upstairs and wash up."

Feng Yi followed her into the bathroom, pressed against her back, and slowly said, "I like this position."

Chang Yao leaned against the sink, her eyes blurry...

As the sky gradually brightened, Feng Yi kissed her smooth back: "Do you know what position I like?"

"Okay, I understand." Chang Yao's voice was unusually hoarse.

Last night Feng Yi tried all his favorite positions and exhausted her.

Feng Yi glanced at the time: "I'll give you a day off today, have a good rest."

Chang Yao really needed to sleep. She half-closed her eyes and stared at the man changing clothes in front of her, as if he was not the one who had been busy all night, and he was just too strong.

In the afternoon, Feng Yi came back and saw that she had already prepared the meal. He walked over and hugged her from behind: "Have you rested well?"

Chang Yao turned around and leaned against his shoulder: "I really have to go to the company tomorrow. The company has been working overtime every day for the past two months, and Sister Yao is almost busy to death."

"Yeah." Feng Yi let go of her and went to wash his hands.

Feng Yi had been busy all day and had no energy to do anything else, so he fell asleep quickly while holding her in his arms.

The next day, Chang Yao went to the company to organize meeting materials. Feng Yi saw her about to leave the meeting room and said, "Everyone stay. The construction of Nanxi Apartment is nearing completion. I need to select a group of people to be responsible for Nanxi Apartment."

When they heard that they could join the Nanxi Project, everyone became excited. This is the company's largest project, and if they do well, they will definitely get a year-end bonus.

Feng Yi already had people in mind to choose from: three people from the company's publicity department, two from the president's office, plus Chang Yao and Wu Zhou, a total of seven people, to be responsible for the affairs of Nanxi Apartment.

The future work of these five people will be directly related to Feng Yi, and they can enter and exit the president's office with full legal permission.

Chang Yao started out as a handyman and then began to take over data-related matters.

Yao Lili was still doing odd jobs in the company and was a little envious of her: "Chang Yao, don't forget me when you get a promotion and a raise in the future."

Chang Yao put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Sister Yao, I stumbled upon this project by accident. Once this project goes well, I will definitely come back to help you."

"Boss Feng thinks highly of you, do a good job."

"Okay." Chang Yao agreed with a smile.

They came up with several publicity plans, but they were rejected over the past two months. The Propaganda Department sent someone with the latest plan.

The elevator opened. Qiao Mingxuan looked embarrassed and afraid of being scolded. He looked up and saw her and caught up with her.

"Chang Yao, please help me give this document to President Feng."

Chang Yao was a little surprised to see him. She didn't expect that Qiao Mingxuan was among the three people from the Propaganda Department.

Feng Yi probably didn't know about this. She knocked on the door and walked into the president's office with the documents.

Feng Yi saw her and said, "Let's have lunch together."

"It's not good for us to come here like this all the time and be seen by others." Chang Yao felt that it would be better for them to keep a proper distance in the company.

Chang Yao put the documents on his desk and wanted to talk about Qiao Mingxuan, but Feng Yi pulled her into his arms.

"I pulled you into this project just to have a meal with you openly."

"Boss Feng, you're using your job for personal gain. Don't forget, it was you who made the rule prohibiting office romances."

"I established it, and I can also abolish it." Feng Yi looked at her straight in the eyes.

"Mr. Feng, today is the official day of the team's establishment. I have to have lunch with my colleagues at noon. You will reimburse me." Chang Yao said while pulling his tie, and immediately let go after she finished speaking.

At noon, after get off work, they had already chosen a restaurant. Feng Yi walked out of the office and said, "Let's have dinner together."

They looked at each other in bewilderment. Why did Mr. Feng suddenly want to have dinner with them? Who informed Mr. Feng?

They said they were unaware of the situation, and the traitor Chang Yao lowered her head guiltily.

Feng Yi said, "Have you chosen a restaurant? Wu Zhou."

Wu Zhou immediately said, "It's already been booked."

The restaurant was not far from the company, so they walked straight over. The waiter at the door saw them and immediately asked, "Which private room did you book?"

The person who booked the private room came forward to communicate, and the others stood at the back. They entered the room and sat down. Ten minutes later, the publicity department, who arrived late, pushed the door open and came in.

They jokingly said, "If you had come a little later, we would have finished eating."

Qiao Mingxuan said apologetically: "We had a meeting and accidentally went past the time. I'm really sorry."

He looked around and saw that Mr. Feng was there too, his body tense and his expression unnatural.

Feng Yi's eyes immediately lit up with aggression. Why was he in the group? Was he still unwilling to give up on Chang Yao?

They noticed that the atmosphere was not right. From ordering to serving the food, everyone was restraining themselves. They had to think over what they could and could not say.

Chang Yao tasted the dishes, selected the right ones, and passed the dishes to him.

Feng Yi picked up the chopsticks and put the food into the bowl with a determined look in his eyes. Even if Qiao Mingxuan didn't give up, what could he do? Chang Yao was already his, and Qiao Mingxuan couldn't snatch her away.

The dining table was very quiet, with only the sound of chopsticks tapping on the bowl.