ng Qiuyan didn’t even look at him, but directly addressed Yuran, "President Yu, you say the word, and I can help."
Yuran had just recognized her as family and was already reluctant to refuse her, filled with a sense of guilt, "Okay, Seventh Brother..."
Bo Yan’s face looked extrely foul.
ng Qiuyan smirked triumphantly at him, the picture of soone glorying in their own cunning.
Bo Yan’s face grew even uglier.
Yuran watched the interaction between the two, a bit amused. How old were they, still acting like children? Really, it was interesting.
She leaned in to wrap her arm around Bo Yan’s, "Seventh Brother, since we’ve agreed, shall we go to the supermarket to buy groceries?"
Bo Yan cast a sideways glance at Qi Younian and ng Qiuyan, "We’re not taking those two."
Yuran was a bit troubled but tried to appease him, "Just the two of us? But it’s so hard to carry things. Isn’t it nice to have two free laborers?"
The two free laborers, with faces clearly conveying "Are you kidding ?": "..."
Yuran touched her nose and pulled Bo Yan forward, "If you two don’t want to co, that’s also fine. We’ll call you in the evening."
ng Qiuyan stared at Yuran’s retreating figure, her face broadcasting a sense of abandonnt. She had just acknowledged her sisterhood. What about the deep bond between sisters we agreed upon? The sharing of good fortune? The promise to treat well in the future?
Have you fed all of that to the dogs?
ng Qiuyan was infuriated, finding Bo Yan, the great film star, exceptionally irritating for the first ti.
Qi Younian was originally quite angry, but when his gaze fell upon the girl next to him, who was even angrier, his anger dissipated. Instead, he started to soothe her emotions, "Don’t be mad. Since the great film star Bo dislikes us so much, why should we do as he wishes?
Co on, let’s go and annoy him."
After that, he took ng Qiuyan by the waist, openly displaying their relationship. The employees who were about to leave stopped in disbelief, their eyes wide in shock. Little Fatty rubbed his eyes, "My God, what am I seeing? Are President Qi and Goddess ng together?"
Xiaoxue’s little face was full of astonishnt, "The secrecy was maintained so well... wasn’t it?"
"My God, when did Boss Qi and the Goddess get so close? Why didn’t I know about it?"
"Are you sure it’s just you who didn’t know?"
The girl speaking shook her head, "Definitely not, you guys aren’t much better off than I am."
Little Fatty began to clamor wildly, "President Qi, you have to treat us to a al! The secrecy was handled so incredibly well, we foot soldiers were completely kept in the dark!"
Qi Younian laughed as his arms wrapped around ng Qiuyan, whose cheeks were flushed with embarrassnt. She had always tended toward being reserved, and though she also enjoyed the atmosphere here, she still felt like an outsider, kind of...
It was only when Little Fatty started egging everyone on that Qi Younian’s deep laugh was heard. Qi Younian said, "Treating everyone is no problem. Why don’t you all decide where to eat and we can set it for this weekend, how about that?"
"Absolutely, sounds great."
"President Qi, you’re too aweso."
"Goddess ng, your Managing Husband Technique is on point. Keep it up, keep it up!"
ng Qiuyan: "..."
How did the topic co back to her again? This really was a huge misunderstanding.
But everyone’s good mood was infectious, and combined with her recent recognition of Yuran as family, the joy she could not hide made her smile resemble the late Fu Yuran’s all the more, causing Qi Younian to be montarily dazzled.
Not just Qi Younian, but as forr fans of Fu Yuran in the company, many felt nostalgic. Their eyes flickered, ng Qiuyan noticed it too, the smile on her face faded, her eyes slightly puzzled, "What’s wrong? Is there sothing wrong with ?"
Little Fatty shook his head, Xiaoxue’s smile also faded a bit, and said faintly, "Princess, if we say it, it won’t an much, just please don’t be sad, okay?"
ng Qiuyan nodded.
Xiaoxue, "Princess, the way you laugh resembles the forr movie queen Fu Yuran so much."
ng Qiuyan was startled, then she smiled again, "I know, when I debuted, many people said I was a mini Fu Yuran. Later, to change that deeply rooted impression people had of , I deliberately kept a straight face and didn’t smile much."
Back then, she felt that if she beca popular by riding on the coattails of mini Fu Yuran without her own uniqueness, it wouldn’t be worth it to debut. That kind of fa was fleeting and short-lived, rising on the popularity of another’s na, eventually, she would be eliminated.
Moreover, after Fu Yuran passed away, she even less wanted to capitalize on soone who had passed away.
That would be the ultimate disrespect to the deceased.
It was precisely for that reason, she strived even harder to improve herself.
Few people thought deeply about it, just taking her words to heart, but as soone steeped in the industry for many years like Qi Younian, how could he not hear the struggle in ng Qiuyan’s words? The hand around her waist tightened, "It’s okay, from now on you have us, and especially ."
He spoke very softly, and except for ng Qiuyan, nobody heard it. ng Qiuyan humd in acknowledgnt and chuckled. It was all in the past, although...
Qi Younian stared at everyone and pulled out his phone, "Although everyone isn’t going to President Yu’s house for dinner, I will buy afternoon tea for everyone. I’ll transfer money to Little Fatty, and you guys let Little Fatty order the afternoon tea, it’s on ."
"President Qi, you’re too kind." Xiaoxue and several colleagues were moved. What kind of divine bosses were President Yu and President Qi? All-inclusive annual leave vacations, buying afternoon tea every now and then, covering occasional late-night snacks, not advocating overti, plus there were raffle events.
Simply too divine.
Little Fatty’s phone soon received a transfer from Qi Younian, Little Fatty exclaid, "Ten thousand yuan, President Qi, do you need any trinkets?"
Qi Younian, "Don’t tease , hurry up and arrange afternoon tea and desserts for the colleagues."
Little Fatty nodded repeatedly, "I’ll arrange it right now, right this mont."
The colleagues all huddled together, exceptionally harmonious. Occasionally, a girl’s shrill scream would be heard, but it quickly cald down. Looking at the heads gathered together, Qi Younian circled ng Qiuyan’s waist and walked outside.
After a short distance, ng Qiuyan pinched his arm, "Did you do that on purpose?"
"What?"
ng Qiuyan looked at him accusingly, "Don’t play dumb with , Qi Younian. Did you do it on purpose?"
"What’s on purpose? If you don’t make it clear, how would I know?" Qi Younian’s eyes carried a light smile, obviously teasing ng Qiuyan, but she didn’t catch on and earnestly complained.
"Qi Younian, you’re not being serious at all."
"Alright, I’ll be serious."
ng Qiuyan, "Did you just deliberately expose our relationship in front of everyone?"
"Yeah, I don’t want to have to make up countless excuses to go to dinner with my girlfriend at the company. I’m not that idle. Besides, I want to pick you up, drop you off, kiss you, and stick to you openly every day. Is that alright?"
"You..."
"Hmm? What about ?"
ng Qiuyan was sowhat incredulous, "Are you still the Qi Younian I know?"
"Of course."
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