Hot CEO with Adorable Baby

This time, Teng Yiyang's tone of voice did not contain the doubts from before. Instead, he directly faced her and said confidently, "Ji An'an, you're jealous."    

How could she be jealous of him!?    

Ji An'an pursed her lips, "If there's nothing, there's nothing!"    

Seeing that she had been pushed too far, a smile appeared on Teng Yiyang's face. With a glint in his eyes, he said, "Alright, alright. If you say there's nothing, then nothing."    

His words were obviously flippant as he was trying to deal with her.    

Ji An'an poked the rice in her bowl, fuming.    

However, she could not continue to be conflicted over this matter. The more angry she was, the more it would be like what he wanted her to do.    

She simply buried her head in her food and ignored him no matter what he said.    

Teng Yiyang stopped when he saw better. He already knew the answer he was looking for. Even if she didn't admit it, he had already confirmed it.    

Following that, Teng Yiyang was beaming with happiness as he opened his appetite and emptied the box.    

The unhappiness from before vanished like smoke in thin air.    

However, the more Ji An'an ate, the more she lost her appetite.    

Seeing this, Teng Yiyang wanted to say something, but Secretary Yang knocked on the door to inform him that the meeting time was coming.    

He looked at the time and made a sound to indicate that he understood. Then he reminded Ji An'an, "This meeting is rather long. If you're bored, you can play with the computer or read the newspaper. If you're tired, you can go inside and rest."    

Ji An'an only felt that he was long-winded. However, Secretary Yang, who was standing at the side, was somewhat surprised. So the BOSS also had such a public side to it. More importantly, it actually let Madam play with his computer!    

That was the core computer in the entire corporation! It was a secret! If there was any problem, it would affect the operation of the group!    

However, the Boss said, "That toy isn't bad. If you want to play, go play!"    

Secretary Yang was dumbfounded on the spot. After receiving the unsatisfied gaze of her boss, she quickly followed him out.    

Before he left, he smiled at his wife and bent down to close the door.    

Madame President's thigh must be firmly held!    

Ji An'an was confused. What happened to Secretary Yang? Is there something wrong with your eye?    

After she had left, she began to clean up the table.    

After yesterday's incident, Ji An'an made up her mind to bring the items back to the old house for washing.    

The office was so quiet that even a pin dropping could be heard. Ji An'an was bored. If she had known earlier, she would have brought the drawing board here.    

At this moment, an inspiration flashed across her mind. Her eyes lit up. She had to remember it immediately.    

But there was no brush and no paper.    

Inspiration is not something you can have just as you please.    

She saw the pen on the desk and immediately walked over. She sat down on Teng Yiyang's office chair, took out the A4 paper from the printer, took out the pen and began to draw "Shua Shua Shua".    

After an unknown period of time, someone knocked on the door. Ji An'an, who was immersed in drawing, subconsciously answered.    

Soon, the door was pushed open and Assistant Zhou came in with an exquisite packing case.    

Assistant Zhou first looked at the sofa area. Eh, there was no one there.    

She turned her head and saw the person behind the desk. Her eyes widened.    

That was a position exclusive to the CEO. No one dared to casually approach it; they never expected the Madam to directly sit on it.    

It could be seen that in the CEO's heart, the position of the Madam was not of an ordinary importance.    

Assistant Zhou was extremely envious as she walked over with a smile. "Madam, this is the afternoon tea that the CEO asked me to order for you."    

Ji An'an, who was drawing at the most crucial point, did not even raise her head as she said politely, "Please, just put it on the table."    

Madame's voice is so pleasant!    

She looked even more beautiful than Miss Yin, who had meticulously dressed up!    

Assistant Zhou was dazed for a moment, but she did not forget to move her hands. She walked forward and placed the box on the table.    

Bending her body, she happened to see the things in Madame President's hands.    

Because it was on the other side, the drawing could not be seen clearly, and she could only feel the smooth lines. Although she had never learned drawing before, from Madame President's proficient drawing, one could see how powerful her skill was.    

She couldn't help but think of what she had seen in the WeChat group today, and she agreed even more with this fairy's inconspicuous words.    

"Anything else?" Ji An'an raised her head and asked.    

Assistant Zhou blushed. She didn't expect herself to be in a daze. She shook her head and left the office.    

When she was walking back to her office, Assistant Zhou suddenly stopped. Madame President could draw pictures and associate it with the familiar view of her back. It was as if something was about to pop out from her heart.    

"Little Zhou, why are you still standing there? Something went wrong with the meeting data, hurry up and call the Finance Department to fix it and send a new set over! "    

Assistant Zhou hurriedly agreed. She didn't have the time to think about what just happened and immediately walked to her own seat.    

Ji An'an had finally finished drawing the grass. This was the first draft, not a painting that sought beauty. Everything had been written down, and the time limit had been shortened. It was mainly used to record the scenes on the painting.    

This way, when she went back, she would be able to draw two cartoons.    

Ji An'an put down the pen and stretched her waist. Only then did she notice the box on the table. She searched her memory as if someone had delivered it to her, saying that Teng Yiyang had bought it for her.    

It just so happened that he hadn't eaten much in the afternoon, and he had expended a lot of brain cells in the afternoon. Even his stomach was empty.    

Ji An'an opened the box. This time it was Mango Mousse with a cup of rich milk tea.    

She picked up the spoon and took a bite. The ice was cool and the taste was good. The mango was fresh and the mousse was sweet to the extreme.    

She was in a good mood and had a good appetite, so it didn't take long for Ji An'an to finish half of it.    

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong.    

She stared at the mousse cup, frowning slightly.    

Recently, she seemed to accept that he was right. No, she was just being influenced by him.    

She had never rejected his offer of afternoon tea, from the time she brought her meals to the time she accompanied him.    

This had already deviated from the trajectory he had previously set.    

Didn't he want both of them to not interfere?    

Why did they become more familiar with each other?    

Also, she asked herself, why did she suddenly have the thought of testing him when she mentioned Yin Lingfei just now?    

What was his relationship with Yin Lingfei? What did it have to do with her?    

"Ji An'an, you're jealous."    

Thinking of what Teng Yiyang said at noon, she immediately denied it in her heart. It couldn't be that she was jealous, it was probably because she didn't like Yin Lingfei's aloof attitude that she wanted to confirm if what Yin Lingfei said was true or not.    

Yes, that's it.    

She unconsciously tapped on her phone and clicked on WeChat. The interface popped up. She saw Xuexin's number, thought of their conversation last night, and couldn't help but click it.    

The last conversation in the chat window was from Xuexin before she went to bed.    

Xuhua Wuxin: Leaving it at bedtime. If you think the relationship between you and Xuhua Wuxin is troubling you, you might as well leave your life and go out for a walk. Maybe you'll understand what you're thinking even more after you open up the distance between you and Xuhua Wuxin.    

Yes, she could no longer continue to write like this. She could no longer be influenced by him.    

Ji An'an thought for a moment, then directly opened Xie Langxuan's dialog box and sent a paragraph of text over.