Strongest Personal Male Secretary

Chen Hao laughed, he squinted his eyes and sized up the man and said faintly: New Jin right? I've never seen you before, what's your name? "

The man glanced at the white tiger as if to ask something. The white tiger slightly nodded. Only then did he sternly reply, "Lone Wolf."

Puff.

Chen Hao laughed out without giving any face. Lone Wolf was startled for a moment, his face immediately burning: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, no." Chen Hao couldn't help but laugh and wave his hands, looking at the other person, "What about you? Don't tell me your name is Cang Ying? "

That person glanced at Chen Hao coldly and did not say a word. However, the White Tiger's expression was not good: "Huang Quan, do you think you're the same as before?"

"It's different. We'll know after we try."

Chen Hao sneered, he then slid down the balcony and just as he was about to land, he twisted his body and landed firmly on the ground. At some point, he was holding onto an exquisite butterfly knife.

The White Tiger was startled and immediately retreated backwards. With a gloomy expression, it said, "Huang Quan, if you must go against us, then I can't do anything about it!"

"If you want to touch my woman, you have to see if you have the ability!"

The expression on Chen Hao's face was no longer casual, the dense killing intent almost turned into reality. The blades in his hands flipped, and actually forced the three people to retreat one after another.

A saber slashed across the White Tiger's face, causing an ear-piercing screech to ring out. The White Tiger ferociously covered the mask that had split in half from its face. Its eyes were so dark that they seemed as if they were about to drip with water. "Retreat!"

The three of them climbed over the wall and disappeared in front of Chen Hao. Chen Hao retracted his blade, and a bone chilling intent flashed past his eyes. To be able to make a move on the White Tiger, this woman had stirred up quite a bit of trouble.

After tidying himself up a bit, Chen Hao jumped onto the balcony. A metal wire appeared on his fingertip and after fiddling with it for a bit, the locked and fine window opened easily. Chen Hao immediately opened the curtain and flipped inside, but before he could stand steadily, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

His pupils contracted and he subconsciously stepped to the side and pinched the wrist of the person behind him. After pausing for a moment, he immediately stopped his attack and joked, "Wife, since you came, you want to kill me?"

The light was turned on, revealing Song Yao's pale face. The wrists of her two hands were tightly grasped by Chen Hao, the tip of the blade was only a few centimeters away from him, yet his face was still smiling obliquely, without the slightest hint of fear.

On the other hand, Song Yao was in a momentary daze after seeing Chen Hao clearly. Her hands loosened and the knife fell to the ground; tears then flowed down without any warning.

"Hey, don't cry, I won't bully you anymore!"

Chen Hao immediately panicked, and quickly wiped away his tears for Song Yao. What he was most afraid of was a woman crying in front of him.

"Wu wu … … Don't worry about me, you bastard … … wu … …"

Song Yao grabbed his collar, buried his head in his shoulders and started crying. Chen Hao felt helpless, felt her entire body shivering and felt that she was scared, she also knew that she was scared. Helpless, she put her head on her bare back and slowly let her down, saying: "Yes yes, it's all my fault, don't cry anymore."

Song Yao ignored him and continued to lie on Chen Hao's shoulder, releasing his emotions. Until he finally grew tired from crying, his shoulders had also become wet. He let go of Chen Hao's clothes embarrassedly, and seeing his own eyes and the wrinkles that he had grabbed, his face blushed: "Take it off, I'll help you wash it off."

"No need, it's the tears of the beauty Song Yao, I have to keep them safe!"

Chen Hao said as if what he said was true, in anger, Song Yao slapped him hard, he turned and said angrily: "Come out! Make me food! I'm hungry. "

When that fist smashed into Chen Hao's chest, not only did it not hurt, it had even gone soft all the way to his heart.

Looking at his own clothes, Chen Hao sighed: Yes, but do you want to put them on first?

As he said that, he took off the clothes on his body. Song Yao, who was in front of him, was stunned for a moment, then remembered that she was still wearing a bath towel, and when she turned her head, she saw Chen Hao's playful eyes, and her face flushed. Before she could even open her mouth to say anything, Chen Hao had already walked forward and trapped the dazed Song Yao in a small, narrow space: "If you don't wear clothes, are you trying to seduce me?"

In front of Chen Hao was a male aura, and behind him was a cold wall. Song Yao subconsciously raised her head to look at Chen Hao's eyes. There seemed to be a pair of bottomless vortexes inside that could hold onto people tightly and not break away.

His heart seemed to have been moved by something as it started beating crazily, and his face slowly started to boil. Song Yao could feel his gradually weakening body and that wetness. He knew it was dangerous for him, but he couldn't muster up the strength to push it away.

"How is it? After looking at me for so long, do you feel that I'm very handsome?"

Chen Hao suddenly laughed brilliantly, but his tone was full of flattery. Song Yao suddenly regained his senses, his face cold: "Scram!"

Then she pushed him away and ran to the bathroom. Chen Hao helplessly shouted from behind: "It's just a joke, don't be angry!"

"Go cook!"

curled his lips, then obediently turned around to the kitchen and started tossing and turning. Song Yao, who was in the bathroom, heard the sound of vegetables being cut, and his face turned red again. Looking at herself in the mirror, she calmed down for a long time before she felt her heartbeat slow down. Ye Zichen patted his face with cold water, put on a set of soft clothes, then left.

Chen Hao coincidentally walked out with a bowl of noodles. Lying on the surface of the noodles was a poached egg and green onions.

"Here, let me give you something to eat."

Chen Hao laughed with an innocent face. Song Yao's face changed and her ears started burning again: "What did you say!"

"I'm giving it to you to eat. What's the matter?"

Chen Hao continued to have an innocent expression, and Song Yao herself didn't know if this fellow really did not know what ssshe had said, or if it was on purpose. Holding back her anger, he picked up the chopsticks and picked one up. Then, he was stunned.

It's just noodles, how can it be so tasty?

However, this first sip could not be stopped. Seeing that although Song Yao was eating fast, she did not look to be in a sorry state, Chen Hao held her head up and asked: "How is it, do I taste good from below?"

"Delicious!" After he finished speaking, Song Yao was stunned for a moment before reacting to what he had said. He turned his head and fiercely glared at a certain rogue: "If you continue speaking nonsense, I'll throw you out!"

Sigh, women are fickle.

Chen Hao sighed in his heart as he watched Song Yao finish eating and wash the dishes. When he came out, she was already dozing off on the sofa.

"You're tired? "Go to sleep."

Chen Hao was serious for once, the gentleness in his voice was something that could not be ignored. Song Yao, who had long become accustomed to the rhythm of her sleep, was now so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. With teary eyes, she glanced at Chen Hao and spoke with a slightly spoiled tone in his hoarse voice.

"Alright."

Chen Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When he bent down to pick his up, he realized that Song Yao was actually so light. A trace of pain flashed across his eyes as he smiled and said, "Beauty Song, you can lose weight, but you can't lose weight like this, right? I can't even touch them. "

Although Song Yao was already a little dazed, sshe still had her basic consciousness. Raising her hands, he smacked Chen Hao's face: "Rascal!"

Chen Hao was helpless. He placed the person on the bed, caressed her itchy cheeks and covered her with a blanket: "Good girl, you went to sleep."

"Then you can't leave!"

Song Yao opened her eyes wide, but it was clear that there was no more light in them. Chen Hao's heart couldn't help but soften as she replied warmly, "Alright, I won't leave."

Hearing this guarantee, Song Yao closed his eyes, the conflicted expression on her face calmed down, and not long after, regular breathing sounds could be heard. Chen Hao stood up, looked at the sleeping Song Yao, then turned and walked towards the living room. From the box under the tea table, she found a bug, and his eyes darkened. If he guessed correctly, the reason Song Yao had frequently lost to others in the recent past was because someone was deliberately playing tricks on him.

Knowing the secret of the company, it was naturally not a difficult task to destroy it.

Using the power from his fingertip, the bug was crushed into pieces. A playful smile appeared on Chen Hao's face. Who asked him to be Song Yao's employee? Since his boss had been set up, he, as his secretary, could not just stand by and watch. As for the person who did this to him, he had better play with him properly.

On the morning of the second day, Song Yao punctually opened her eyes at six thirty in the morning. Thinking about how she actually pulled Chen Hao to have him accompany her here, her face immediately flushed red.

With such a ruckus, would Chen Hao think that she was a woman with a normal personality? Thinking about that, Song Yao suddenly realised that Chen Hao who said that he would not leave was actually not inside the house.

He was stunned for a moment before a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes. He then went to brush his teeth and wash his face. After packing up, he opened the door and the fragrance of food wafted into his nose.

"You're up? Get ready to eat, then go to work! "

Chen Hao stuck her head out from the kitchen, she was startled for a moment, then nodded her head, he sat at the table and looked at the congee and two plates of vegetables, still in a daze.

Chen Hao quickly cleaned up the kitchen and came out with a plate of pickled vegetables. He placed them on the table and sat down: "Eat, what are you standing there in a daze for?"

Chen Hao looked to be in good spirits, Song Yao was in a state of shock, after drinking his first mouthful of congee, his eyes suddenly lit up, he quickly finished the bowl of congee, then sat on half a bowl and came out. Ten minutes later, with a satisfied tone of voice, he exclaimed, "Chen Hao, when did you cook so well? I'll definitely get fat after eating the food you make."

"That's perfect. My goal is to feed you a bit fatter, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to carry."

Chen Hao replied without lifting his head, as if he did not realize how ambiguous these words were. Song Yao's face flushed red, she suddenly stood up: I'll go pack, hurry up, I'll send you off later.

"Don't, if there's any gossip in the company later, it won't be good for you."

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, then her heart warmed. Looking at Chen Hao who was about to 'clean up', she said in a gentler tone, "It's alright, they don't dare. You should hurry up and eat."

With that, he turned around and went back to his room to pack up. Being treated so gently all of a sudden, Chen Hao was still a little stunned, he was stunned for a moment before smiling. How could this person change so much compared to when he was young?