: After the villain holds a stand-in script (11)

Without the president's permission, the fourth floor must not be up. It is the president's private territory, and servants who usually clean the sanitation are not allowed to go up.

For example, the president does not like to act on his own, especially those who think he has done the right thing but are actually extremely wrong.

The boy listened carefully, like the most obedient student in the school.

At the end of the day, the secretary felt that this person was the only man around the president who could get close to the president. Now he pleased him, in short, that's right.

So he lowered his voice to remind people.

"After so many years, you are the only man who can attract the president's attention, so that means you must have outstanding features and attracting the president. You must grasp it."

Xuan Chao naturally understood his intentions, and he thanked him repeatedly, his words were extremely sincere.

—

At Yan Chumiao's request, Xuan Chao did not do part-time jobs.

Yan Chumiao was quite generous to him.

On the first day, several cards were thrown directly, and the amount of the cards was directly posted on the surface.

Xuan Chao could not refuse and could only hold it in a box, but he carefully put these turns in a box.

One of them has to go to school and the other has to go to the company. During the day, it can be said that there is no time to contact us.

When it was evening, Xuan Chao came back from school and did his homework in the room.

While doing his homework, he was paying attention to the movement outside and waiting for the person who came back from the company.

But Yan Chumiao's time to go home is not fixed.

Sometimes I come back very early, and he can meet someone when he comes back.

Every time at this time, Yan Chumiao would ask him a few daily questions while walking.

Xuan Chao, like a student who was taught, carried his schoolbag, lowered his head, followed behind her, and answered in a singular manner.

Sometimes Yan Chumiao would work overtime, and it is not certain how long it would take to work overtime.

Xuan Chao, who had finished his homework, did not see Yan Chumiao. When he came back, he would sit in the hall, holding a small pillow, and waiting for her stubbornly.

He didn't even want to eat dinner and had to wait for her to come back to have dinner together.

Once, Yan Chumiao worked overtime too late, so he ate some casually outside.

After returning, she frowned tightly as she looked at the person sitting on the sofa and holding a small pillow in the dark hall.

Maybe he was too tired. He was holding the pillow there, closing his eyes, frowning slightly, and he was not sleeping soundly.

Yan Chumiao stood at the door for a while, and finally walked over.

She walked without a single sound, walked to the boy, bent down, and walked with her hands across his knees, and easily carried him up.

The setting of this plane is that the woman has much more strength than that of a man, so there is nothing wrong with her doing this.

The boy in his arms was very sensitive and woke up suddenly as soon as he got into her arms.

A bright yellow light was lit on the edge of the sofa. In the faint light, the frightened boy widened his eyes, with vigilance and alertness.

But when he saw clearly who the person holding him was, he was stunned.

"You, you, you are back..." The boy's ending pronunciation was soft, like a cat who was uneasy after doing something wrong.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

She said as she looked up at the pendulum clock on the wall. It was almost twelve o'clock now.

"I, I can't sleep..."

Habits are really a horrible thing.

He was used to looking at her before going to bed, saying good night to her before going to bed.

I was also used to waiting for her to come back, but I felt impatient and uneasy even before I could wait.

Although he knew she was very powerful, she was so powerful that he didn't need to worry about this at all.

"If I haven't come back at nine o'clock in the future, you go to bed and don't wait for me." Yan Chumiao said.

Thinking that the boy might agree, but he wouldn't listen, she added another sentence.

"This is an order."

However, the corners of the boy's lips couldn't help but curl slightly.

She was caring about herself, right? Thinking of the two of them’s posture at this moment, he couldn’t help but blush.

"I, I can get down and walk by myself."

"I'll come down later." Yan Chumiao said, but he couldn't help but start thinking about a question.

Why is it so light? Are you not full?

Thinking of this, she asked, "Have you had supper?"

"I've eaten it, I've eaten it."

It seemed to be just to slap him in the face, the next second, his stomach screamed without mercy.

In this dim environment, the shouting was quite loud.

Xuan Chao was anxious, and he explained stutteringly, "I, I don't have an appetite tonight."

Yan Chumiao didn't say anything, but looked at him with a meaningful look.

Obviously I don't believe it.

Xuan Chao wanted to say something, but saw Yan Chumiao stopping and turning to the door.

He was still held in her arms.

"President, President?" he spoke blankly.

"Go to have a meal outside."

"But the kitchen is ready for meals."

Yan Chu glanced at him.

"Do you know what time it's now?"

Xuan Chao glanced at the pendulum clock in the hall, which was very close to twelve o'clock.

At this time, the servants in charge of cooking in the kitchen fell asleep, and the food was cold there for several hours.

"Or, why don't you let me down..."

This was the first time the two of them had such an intimate manner. He only felt that his whole face was so hot that he didn't even dare to look at her.

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Chumiao chuckled, with a little carelessness.

Fortunately, I didn’t meet anyone along the way, and this was the only place that made Xuan Chao breathe a sigh of relief.

—

It was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and Yan Chumiao drove to a high-end restaurant she often went to.

I didn't order much, but it was all the ones that Xuan Chao liked to eat. How could Xuan Chao not find this?

He glanced at Yan Chumiao, who was sitting opposite him and chatting with whom he was chatting with, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise slightly.

After I returned to the villa after dinner, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

"Go back to sleep." Yan Chumiao said this and headed to the fourth floor.

Xuan Chao stood there, watching her back completely disappear, and then he withdrew his gaze.

—

On Saturdays of the Xuan Dynasty, there is no need to study on Sundays, nor do you have to do part-time jobs.

That is to say, you can stay at home all day.

On Saturday, Yan Chumiao came back from the company, but saw the man walking to her, lowering his head, looking like he was talking in a tangled manner.

"What's wrong?" she asked casually.

"I, I, if I have nothing to do on weekends, can I go to the company to see you?" He said very carefully.

"If you want to go, no one stops you."

"But wouldn't this be bad?" He hesitated, "The people around you said that it's not good for me to go to the company, and the impact is not good."

Yan Chumiao vaguely noticed his intention.

"Who told you?"

"It's the assistant around Mr. Yan. He should have said it for Mr. Yan's sake."

Xuan Chao looks very silly and sweet.

However, it was black when cut.

Good night~
Chapter completed!