891. Chapter 891 Love Thoroughly, Hurt Thoroughly【3】

Fortunately, there was milk powder in the CEO's office. The nurse prepared the milk powder, measured the temperature, and fed it to the young marshal after it was warm.

The young marshal drank the milk and played in the president's office for a while. When he felt bored, he dragged the nanny outside.

After walking on the CEO's office floor for a while, the nanny felt anxious and needed to go to the bathroom, so she asked the secretary in the secretary's office who had not yet gotten off work to help take care of the young marshal.

The secretary, who was eating lunch and catching up on work, happily agreed.

Putting down his chopsticks, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. He squatted down and stretched out his hands towards him, "Ah! Marshal, come here, let me give you a hug!"

"Secretary Fang, Marshal, please take care of me. I'll be back soon!"

"Go, go, it's my honor to take care of the young marshal. I will take good care of him, don't worry."

"Okay, thank you." The nanny went to the bathroom with confidence.

The secretary held the young marshal on his lap and looked at his delicate little face, which was exactly the same as Mr. Rong. He loved him so much that he teased him: "Come on, young marshal, can you give Auntie a smile? Hmm... ...Can aunt give this to you to play with?"

The secretary picked up the little white rabbit ornament from his desk and shook it in front of him, trying to amuse him.

"Young Marshal, Auntie will give you this stuffed doll that can sing!"

"Oh my God! Young Marshal's face is as tender as watery tofu, I love it so much!"

"Young Marshal, would you like to kiss Auntie? Just a little kiss, okay?"

For a moment, the secretaries in the secretary's office gathered around and teased the young marshal.

The young marshal frowned tightly, feeling uncomfortable due to the smell of perfume from the secretaries. He waved away the secretaries' hands that were reaching out to touch his face, and threw away the furry toys that were stuffed into his hands.

Secretary Fang quickly hugged him tightly, fearing that he would fall to the ground. The secretary's office was no better than the president's office, with two layers of thick carpets. If the young marshal made the slightest mistake, Young Master Rong would not let them go!

The young marshal was really angry. He didn't like being surrounded by a group of people. He started struggling with his hands and feet. Secretary Fang thought about putting him on the desk and sitting down. As soon as he picked him up, the young marshal suddenly screamed. ——

"Ah——!" The young commander stretched out his hand to cover his eyes in pain.

Just when Secretary Fang was about to carry the Young Marshal to the desk, the Young Marshal struggled and waved his hand and touched the chopsticks inserted in the bowl of beef noodles on her desk. Secretary Fang liked spicy food, so he added A full layer of chili oil!

He swung the chopsticks away and the chili oil splashed into his eyes. You can imagine the pain.

"Oh my god! What should I do if the pepper gets into my eyes? Young Master Rong will kill us!"

"Go and wash your eyes! Yes, go to the bathroom and rinse the young marshal's eyes quickly. Hurry!"

"Secretary Li, you drove here today, right? Go down and wait, and send the young marshal to the hospital immediately! He can't make any mistakes!"

"Okay, I'll go down right away! You guys should move faster!"

The secretaries turned pale and were in a mess, nervous, worried and frightened. Secretary Fang directly picked up the young commander and rushed into the bathroom to wash his eyes.

After the nanny washed her hands and came out, she saw Secretary Fang rushing in with the young commander in his arms. She asked anxiously: "What's wrong? What's wrong with the young commander?"

"If the chili pepper got into your eyes, you must wash them immediately!"

"Oh my God! Come on, come on over here! Come over here and wash the young marshal!" The nursery teacher also joined the army of washing eyes.

After coming out of the conference room, Mr. Rong rubbed his swollen forehead. When he thought about taking his precious son to see his mom later, the joy in his heart overshadowed all his fatigue.