Seeing her so obedient, Ji Junfeng was happy and gently stroked her cheeks lovingly, looking at her with deep affection in his eyes. To be precise, he had never looked at Ye Muan so close, and he had never stroked her face.

Seeing his actions, Ahe was stunned at first, and then he figured out something that had been bothering him, but it was wrong for Mr. Feng to do this. Despite this, he still lowered his head and dared not say anything.

Gao Mengxue, who closed her eyes, clearly felt the gentle breath from his body, and her fingers with distinct joints gently stroked her face. At this time, she not only did not feel happy, but to her, all this was humiliating her, because she felt that she had completely become Ye Muan's substitute and shadow.

But she could do nothing or say anything. She could only hold her hands tightly to suppress her anger, jealousy and unwillingness in her heart.

Suddenly, a mobile phone ringtone broke the strange atmosphere. Ji Junfeng woke up from his fantasy, his eyes were clear, replaced by a strong chill, pushing Gao Mengxue hard, "If you want to become her, you are still far from it."

After saying that, he stopped looking at her and turned around to answer the phone, "Hey."

The voice was very heavy, and there was still a little displeasure when I listened carefully.

Not knowing what the other party said, Ji Junfeng's eyes darkened, and a sharp dark light flashed, and then he only said four words: "I understand."

He turned around again, looked at the face exactly the same as Ye Muan, and waved her to go down.

Seeing that his face turned pale, Ahe couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Feng, is something wrong?"

Ji Junfeng nodded slightly, "Mingzhu is here."

He had no expression on his face and could not see any joy or sorrow, as if what he was talking about now had nothing to do with him.

Ahe was slightly stunned and asked, "Mr. Feng, should we pick us up?"

Ji Junfeng waved his hand and said impatiently: "I don't have time, just go by yourself tomorrow." After that, he walked out with great strides, suddenly paused, "Arrang a hotel for her."

The meaning is very clear, that is, don’t take Yu Mingzhu to Ping'an Apartment.

Ahe sighed, looked at his handsomely leaving back and shook his head.

It is easy to be rich and powerful. News came from the hospital that the bone marrow that suits Yuan Xiang had been found. Of course everyone was very happy, especially Yuan Yu. He didn't expect that Shan Jianguo was really doing his best. After knowing that his sister was saved, he suddenly regretted it and regretted obeying Ji Junfeng's arrangements. He used to hate these wealthy and powerful families, but now he is moved in addition to being moved.

Especially when the illegitimate daughter came out, Shan Jianguo did not blame anyone, and was under great pressure, and as always, he found a suitable bone marrow for Yuanxiang.

He thought that after his sister had surgery, he would tell everything, as long as he could cure her sister's illness.

Shan Jianguo explained the matter of his private children to the above in writing. Although he didn't say anything above, he must have complained about the Shan family. Mr. Shan and Shan Jianguo were still calm because he had a clear conscience.

Because Shan Yunhao was still unconscious, Ye Muan returned to work in Qiao. However, on the first day after Ye Muan came back, he felt something seemed wrong in some places.

When I walked into the Finance Department Center and walked to my desk, I saw that my desk was filled with various documents and materials, I couldn't help but frown. When did my desk become a stacking area?

When everyone saw her coming in, they quickly moved the documents away without saying a word, but just smiled at her, saying hello.

Ye Muan was very confused, but didn't ask why?

After a while, a colleague came over, looked at the office of the head of the finance department, and whispered: "Mr. Song is looking for you."

Ye Muan was stunned, then thanked his colleagues, stood up and walked towards the office.

"Mr. Song, are you looking for me?" Ye Muan knocked on the door and walked to his desk and asked.

Mr. Song, whose full name is Song Shitao, is over fifties, not tall and a little fat, but his eyes are very smart.

"Well, you sit first." Song Shitao, who was looking down at the document, looked up and greeted him with a smile.

Ye Muan said oh, and sat opposite him without hesitation, with an office desk between them.

A few minutes later, Song Shitao finished his work and asked Ye Muan: "Xiao Ye, I have read your resume. You should know Qiao's better than me, so..." There was nothing behind, and he just smiled a little apologetically.

Although he didn't say it, Ye Muan understood the meaning, but she didn't understand it. She was not here to work today, so why did she say it until now, and instructed her to come to work in the Finance Department. Is this meant to embarrass the chairman of Qiao?

In this way, Qiao's water is very deep!

"Mr. Song, I understand what you mean. I will pack up and leave now." After Ye Muan said that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

"Xiao Ye," Song Shitao called her in time, "You may not understand what I mean. I am not asking you to leave this part, but this department is different from other departments. So during this period, you first get familiar with the operation of our department and read some relevant information. It is best to carefully transition the past financial statements and learn from it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be bad."

Ye Muan sneered in his lips, and he sneered in his heart. What does he mean? It means that she would not let her touch anything about the Finance Department, but just let her look at the financial statements before, which is just a waste of life and get a salary. Is that true?

"Okay, Mr. Song did this for Mr. Qiao, I can understand." Ye Muan smiled slightly, but he greeted Song Shitao's whole family in his heart.

Song Shitao sighed, looking very pleased, "The young lady is really wise and the chairman is blessed."

Ye Muan rolled his eyes secretly, and wanted to squirt on him, but she was embarrassed and pretended to be "I'm for your own good" expression, hypocritical.

Throughout the morning, looking at the busy figures of other colleagues, Ye Muan could only support his chin with one hand, look at the boring reports, and curled his lips, still feeling impatient.

Song Shitao's lips in the office unconsciously raised, snorting coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

When he was about to get off work, Qiao Yuze came to find Ye Muan. I have to say that since Duan Yingying left, he has become mature. Ye Muan was also happy to see him like this.

"Sister-in-law, I have something I want to ask you." Qiao Yuze said, pushing the gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Ye Muan raised his eyebrows without comment and spread his hands, "If you are going to ask Yingying, I'm sorry, I really don't know."
Chapter completed!