Chapter 2 It's a Pity that He Still Said that He Was a Child

She never argues when there is a conflict between the two, she always does it directly.

Anyway, after the argument, she was the one who suffered.

When she couldn't beat him, she endured it.

So at this moment, she still chose to endure, confessed, and then quickly left Yan Rusheng's room.

All morning, Wen Xuxu's mind was full of the scene he saw when he rushed into Master Yan's room in the morning.

No, it's not thinking, but that picture is like a curse, lingering in her mind.

‘It’s not that I haven’t seen it, didn’t you touch it when you were young? Let me take it down for you to play with? '

Damn, he also said that when he was a child, he was ignorant and didn't know the difference between men and women, and that time she also...

Thinking of something, Xuxu's face darkened a lot.

She tidied up her mood, took a deep breath, and thought to herself: So this is the first time she saw her grown body today.

After seeing it, the whole person is not good. For example, like now, I am distracted in everything.

It was almost time for lunch, and the phone in front of Wen Xuxu rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, the number of the president's office.

The black cloud flashed through her mind again, and her face became hot.

She picked up the phone, put it to her ear, and called out 'President' softly.

Yan Rusheng laughed when he heard her voice, "Are you Wen Xuxu himself?"

Wen Xuxu frowned. What do you mean? What is she Wen Xuxu herself?

He has heard loud voices since he was a child, can't he still hear it?

This guy did it on purpose.

"Yes, President." She resumed her normal volume.

Yan Rusheng also suppressed the smile in his tone, and said in a commanding tone, "Come in."

"Yes." Wen Xuxu answered, put down the phone, got up, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Don't think about it, just forget about it.

Then he knocked on the door and entered Yan Rusheng's office.

"President."

Yan Rusheng was sitting on a luxurious office chair with a pile of documents waiting to be signed in front of him. He was looking at them when he heard Wen Xuxu calling him.

He raised his head, his face seemed to be sculpted by the gods, with deep and three-dimensional facial features, especially those shrewd eyes, unfathomable and mysterious.

The white shirt made his handsome face even whiter and cleaner, and the sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if he had been bought by him, and shone on him, shining brightly.

Everything around has become extraordinarily inconspicuous.

As Wen Xuxu approached him, he couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the morning, and his cheeks turned red again.

She lowered her head slightly, and her long eyelashes covered the shyness and embarrassment in her eyes.

Yan Rusheng looked at her and said, "Ouyang arrives at the airport at three o'clock in the afternoon. You can pick him up. You know what to bring."

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to review the documents.

It's really annoying to ask her to help him deal with his harem again.

Wen Xuxu complained in her heart, and replied sincerely: "Understood, President."

Since she became Yan Rusheng's secretary, the most work she has done is to help Yan Rusheng manage the 'harem', a stinky rascal, she really doesn't change her mind.

Arriving at the airport at three o'clock, Wen Xuxu was leaving at two o'clock. She drove the Audi Q7 allocated to her by the company.

Although it is not the rush hour of traffic, there is still a traffic jam on the ring road for a while.