Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

It was 12 noon when she came back from the cemetery. Shi Ling had already made lunch.

"I came back just in time. I just cooked dinner. Eat while it's hot." Shi Ling said with a smile.

"Aunt, what kind of food?" Jingjia asked with a smile.

"Stir fry with rice."

"OK, Grandpa, let me help you wash your hands, and then we'll have dinner."

"Don't help. Grandpa can do it himself. Go and wash your hands for the two little guys. Look at their dirty faces."

"OK, I'll wash them both. Grandpa, slow down."

"It's all right. I'm here. You go." he Lianjing stepped forward.

Jingjiajia smiled, nodded and took her two daughters to the room.

"Mom, your cell phone rang." Jing Niantian took out his cell phone from Jing Jiajia's pocket. "It's dad."

"You take it."

Jing Nian Tian nodded and answered the phone, "Dad, mom is washing hands for her sisters."

"Son, have you eaten yet?"

Jing Nian Tian shook his head. "Not yet. My mother and I have just come back from the cemetery, and grandma has just cooked dinner."

Bu Dongze smiled and said, "OK, let your mother call me back later. Go wash your hands and have dinner. I'll hang up first."

"Well, well, don't forget to eat, Dad. I'll tell my mother later."

"I see."

Jing Niantian hung up the phone, stuffed his cell phone into Jing Jiajia's pocket and said, "Mom, dad asked you to call her back later."

"I see. You take off your cotton padded jacket and come and wash your hands."

Jingnian Tianyi hurriedly zipped up his cotton padded jacket, "well, let mom wash it."

Jingjiajia smiled and turned his face to look at his son. "Yes, mom will wash your face and wash your hands every day."

"It's nice of my mother. My father used to wash me, but my father's hands are so rough that my hands hurt. My mother's hands won't."

"Silly boy." jingjiajia gently pulled the corners of her mouth, which not only hurt his hands, but also made her uncomfortable sometimes with his rough big hands.

After washing the hands and faces of the three children, let them go to the restaurant first. Jing Jiajia wiped his hands and took out the phone in his pocket.

"What's the matter? Are you off duty?"

Bu Dongze leaned back in his chair with a smile. "It's early to get off work. If you don't call again, my husband will starve to death. Please hurry up and bring me some food. My stomach is growling."

"Why don't you go to dinner? Also, why don't you come back from work so early? Aunt just cooked dinner. Come back and eat."

"Wife, there will be a meeting in the afternoon. Just bring it to me. I'll wait for you in the office."

Jingjiajia pursed his lips. The man was really hungry. He didn't say to eat first. He didn't know how to take care of himself at all. "Well, you lazy bug, you don't come back. You wait for me to go in a minute. If you're really hungry, you can't help but order a takeout first. Do you hear me?"

Bu Dongze smiled and nodded, "I see, wife, pay attention to safety on your way."

"Well, see you later. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, bu Dongze kept leaning back in his chair with his mouth closed. There was no meeting in the afternoon. The reason why he said so was that he was afraid she wouldn't come to deliver dinner to him, so he made up a little lie.

He smiled, bent over and held out his hand to pick up the picture frame on the table. He took pictures of her and her three children yesterday. Now he found that their mother even smiled almost the same. It was incredible. Although the child followed his mother, it was too easy. He couldn't help kissing on the picture, "ha ha" smiled.

"Bang bang -"

Bu Dongze put down the photo, picked up the mobile phone on the table and said faintly, "come in."

Susan opened the door and came in. "President, will you bring your lunch with you or go to the restaurant yourself?"

Bu Dongze didn't lift his head and said, "no, I'll go myself later. You can eat."

"OK." Susan turned to leave, but turned back, hesitated and said, "President..."

Bu Dongze was looking through the photos in his mobile phone. When he heard Susan yell again, he looked up.

Susan's face turned red. She lowered her head and whispered, "president, I, I want to ask you something."

Bu Dongze put down his mobile phone, stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, "say it, what's up?"

"I, I want to ask, Mr. Heiyu, has he left?"

Bu Dongze just opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine. When he heard Susan say so, he turned his face and stared at her without saying a word.

Susan waited for a while. Seeing Bu Dongze didn't speak, she carefully raised her head and looked at Bu Dongze's eyes. She was even more flustered. She was nervous and couldn't speak, "general manager, President, I..."

Bu Dongze suddenly smiled, took out two cups from the cabinet and asked, "what are you looking for him?"

"No, nothing."

"It's all right. Why did you ask him?"

"I -" Susan was not only nervous, but also afraid.

Bu Dongze smiled, poured two glasses of red wine and said faintly, "don't worry, he will come back after the new year."

"Thank you, president."

Bu Dongze took a sip of red wine and leaned against the table. Seeing that Susan had not left, he asked softly, "are you still busy?"

"No, it's okay."

"Then go out."

"Yes, president." Susan hurriedly turned around and left the president's office. She returned to her office with a red face. She sat down on the chair and tightly covered her beating heart. Just now she was scared to death. She thought the president would be angry. Unexpectedly, he didn't get angry with her and told her that the black rain would come back after the new year. Suddenly, She smiled foolishly.

"Hum, Heiyu......" Bu Dongze smiled and shook her head, but Susan is still a serious woman. If she can be with Heiyu, she can be. She just doesn't know what Heiyu means to others. Call him another day.

The phone on the table rang. Bu Dongze twisted his face and took a look and picked up the phone, "wife, where have you been?"

"Just got out on the road. It's not a traffic jam now. It's estimated that you can arrive in 20 minutes. Can you hold on?"

"Yes, I'll have a glass of red wine first. I can hold on until you come."

"Drink less. Although it's red wine, it will hurt your body. What time is the meeting in the afternoon?"

"In fact, my wife, I lied to you just now. There was no meeting in the afternoon. I was afraid you wouldn't come to deliver dinner to me, so -"

Jingjiajia nodded, "I know, so I asked you when to have a meeting. Fortunately, you're honest. My wife, I'm not angry with you. I won't tell you first. I'll drive. I'll call you when I arrive. You can come down and pick it up."

"Wife, please send it to the office. I haven't seen you all morning. I miss you."

Jingjiajia tilted his mouth and nodded, "I see."

"Pay attention to safety on the road. Don't worry, husband. I can hold on."

"HMM." Jingjia nodded.

Twenty minutes later, jingjiajia went downstairs to B.R. and looked up at the office building. She stood at the gate of the company with her lunch box. This place has too many memories of her. In the soil under her feet, she left her best childhood. At the same time, she also involved him with her, and they have everything they have now, whether they complained or hated, Or is it a contradiction? It's all over. Who makes her finally fall in love with this domineering and unreasonable man? Maybe it's fate.

Jingjiajia sighed a long sigh and was ready to raise her head to go in, but she bumped into a hug. Fortunately, she held the lunch box tightly in her arms, otherwise she might cry.

Before raising her head, the familiar smell came into her breath. Jingjiajia smiled and raised her head, "Sir, don't you say you're sorry when you hit me?"

"Hello, miss, but you hit me." Bu Dongze said with a smile.

"It seems that you don't want to eat and won't let you eat." Jing Jiajia said and twisted his face pretending to be angry.

"Wife..." Bu Dongze stretched out his hand and surrounded Jing Jiajia in his arms. "You're going to starve your husband."

Jingjiajia turned around, holding a lunch box in one hand, pressed one hand on Bu Dongze's stomach and rubbed, "are you too hungry to wait, so you came down to pick me up?"

"Of course, if you don't come again, I'll faint from hunger."

Jingjiajia patted him. "It's not that serious. You're pure nonsense. I just touched your stomach and it's bulging. I haven't digested what I ate in the morning."

A female employee standing at the reception desk pointed to Jing Jiajia outside the door and said to her colleagues, "is that the president's wife?"

"Brush -" three pairs of eyes looked at the door.

"Yes, she has been to the company. I have seen her. She is jingjiajia, the woman called 'what cold rose'."

"Are the two little girls the president held at work the day before yesterday their daughters? God, they look so beautiful!"

"Of course, you don't look at how the president of others looks, and how jingjiajia looks. It can't be done by cosmetic surgery. If the background is not good, it can't be done."

Several receptionists chattered and talked. When they saw Bu Dongze walking in with Jing Jiajia, they suddenly stopped talking, but they all stared at Jing Jiajia, like staring at an alien. Jing Jiajia was very embarrassed. She gently pulled Bu Dongze's corner and whispered, "you release your hand."

Bu Dongze didn't let go, but hugged more tightly. He glanced at the reception desk.

A bold receptionist asked, "president, is this the president's wife? She's really beautiful."

Bu Dongze liked to listen to this sentence. Originally, he wanted to say that they worked well, but when the employee said this, he smiled. Although he didn't answer, he answered what the female employee said just now.

"Hi, Hello, my name is jingjiajia." jingjiajia smiled and waved his hand.

"Hello, President, Madam President!" the four shouted together.

Jingjiajia smiled and hurried to the elevator with Bu Dongze. She really didn't adapt to the title given to her by others.

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