Wang Jiang thought it was someone who was late and was about to make a teasing remark when he saw the person, and his smile vanished completely.
He really doubted if his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he turned to look at others: well, his eyes were fine.
He immediately put on a smile and went to greet them, "President, why are you here?"
There were also some who didn't recognize the big boss and thought he was a new employee, about to ask their supervisor for an introduction. The words got stuck in their throats.
At this moment, everyone stood up, except for one person who foolishly stared at the newcomer again.
"Qianqian, don't sit there, the President is here," Li Ai whispered.
But her voice was too soft, and Lan Qianqian didn't hear her at all. It wasn't Li Ai's fault; she was very scared now, and reminding Lan Qianqian was already the greatest support she could offer. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to take a look," Xuan Mohan's indifferent voice came.
Everyone made way for the President.
Xuan Mohan casually found a seat, but it happened to be next to Lan Qianqian, who was still in a daze.
As for the others, they found seats far away from the President, with some even almost running to the doorway to sit.
It was no joke; Xuan Mohan's aura was imposing, and who would dare to sit near him? They were lucky to even speak normally.
Thus, Lan Qianqian's image in the eyes of the design department became much taller, though no one knew when.
Originally, many people were having a great time; they came after work just to let loose.
Now, not a single person was speaking. They all tacitly ate their food, listening to the deafening DJ music, and the atmosphere was quite peculiar.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Xuan Mohan didn't care about the others, looking at Lan Qianqian, who was lowering her head and not looking at him.
As the magnetic voice sounded in her ear, Lan Qianqian's guilt-ridden ears turned red again.
"I... I slept okay."
Seeing the dark circles under Lan Qianqian's eyes, Xuan Mohan smiled.
From then on, Xuan Mohan asked a question, and Lan Qianqian answered one.
Finally, everyone endured until the end. In fact, someone secretly texted the supervisor, asking him to end it early, as they couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore.
After saying hello to Xuan Mohan, they immediately went their separate ways, finding their wives or husbands for comfort.
So Lan Qianqian was left alone again.
"Get in the car."
This time, Lan Qianqian didn't dare to get into the car; she was afraid she would suffocate inside.
"Do you want me to carry you in, hmm?" A warm breath came to her ear.
Lan Qianqian didn't dare to let him carry her and immediately ran to the car, wanting to get into the passenger seat.
"The back seat," a deep, powerful voice came from behind.
Silently moving to the back seat, Lan Qianqian resented her own weakness.
Finally, after Lan Qianqian had sufficiently prepared herself mentally, she was ready to tell him about yesterday.
But when she looked up, all her courage vanished. Xuan Mohan's eyes seemed to speak, waiting for Lan Qianqian to speak.
"President Xuan," a weak, pitiful voice sounded.
"Call me Mohan, hmm?" The big bad wolf approached the little sheep, coaxing.
"Mo... han." Looking at those doting eyes, Lan Qianqian murmured unconsciously.
When she realized what she had said, Lan Qianqian, with a blushing face, turned to look out the window.
Xuan Mohan chuckled softly...
Hearing the laughter, Lan Qianqian glared at him in exasperation, "Xuan Mohan!"
"Hmm, that sounds nice too," Xuan Mohan's smile didn't diminish, it only grew.
"You!"
Before she could finish, Lan Qianqian's small lips were once again sealed.
At first, Lan Qianqian continued to pound the man's chest. Later, perhaps out of exhaustion, she allowed the man to kiss her.
And Xuan Mohan, having kissed the sweet lips he had longed for all day, could not stop.
When Lan Qianqian couldn't breathe, he released her, allowing her a few breaths before kissing her again.
After going back and forth like this several times, half an hour had passed. The car stopped at the entrance of the residential area, and the partition had been raised at some point, blocking the intimate scene inside the car.
Looking at Lan Qianqian's swollen lips, Xuan Mohan's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but lower his head again.
"Qianqian~" In the throes of passion, Xuan Mohan whispered softly in Lan Qianqian's ear.
Hearing Xuan Mohan's gentle, magnetic voice calling her intimately, Lan Qianqian felt her heart beating noticeably faster.
When Xuan Mohan kissed her small, round earlobe, she finally woke up completely and pushed him away.
"President Xuan, I am not a casual person," Lan Qianqian's eyes instantly turned cold, and her voice became much colder.
Xuan Mohan looked at her cold, alluring little face.
He stepped forward and embraced her tightly, leaning close to her ear, "Coincidentally, I am not a casual person either. Let's be together, forever."
How much he wanted the woman in his arms today was perhaps something only he knew.
He had also decided; he wanted to marry her, to walk into the hall of marriage with her.
Lan Qianqian suddenly looked up, "President Xuan, are you joking?"
As if to punish her, Xuan Mohan lightly bit her earlobe, saw her tremble, and then kissed it again. kanδん
"I never joke; I always do what I say."
Hearing his promise-like words, it would be a lie to say Lan Qianqian was not moved, but...