Nie Qingyu took An Ran into the car and did not ask Xiao Gao to drive immediately. Instead, he called Mrs. Liu.
After waiting for about six or seven minutes, Mrs. Liu brought over a thermos cup and said, "Sir, what you want is ready."
Nie Qingyu opened the car window and took the thermos cup, then told Xiao Gao in front of him: "Drive to the company."
Xiao Gao started the car and glanced at An Ran in the rearview mirror. In fact, he knew that the president and his wife must have quarreled again without looking.
At this time, Nie Qingyu received a message, clicked it, and said to An Ran: "He Wenwen has been removed from the orchestra, and President Xu has also been transferred."
An Ran rolled her eyes and ignored his advances.
Nie Qingyu put down his phone, looked at her, and asked, "Are you still angry?"
An Ran turned her head and looked out the car window. She didn't want to be moved by what he did, it was just a favor.
He originally didn't like He Wenwen spreading rumors that she was his woman; that President Xu was so flattering that it was no surprise that these two people were unlucky. It had nothing to do with her An Ran.
All this was just what he did for Zhuo Jiaxuan, she couldn't help but be grateful to him.
However, An Ran felt a little better after hearing that He Wenwen was dismissed from the band.
If this sinister girl is allowed to stay in the band, she will definitely spread rumors about her every day. Even if she no longer works there, she doesn't want to be misunderstood and discussed by her former colleagues.
"Madam, do you really have to be the president's personal assistant?" Xiao Gao asked anxiously.
An Ran didn't want to talk to anyone at this time, but she had a good impression of Xiao Gao. It took her a long time to say, "Not necessarily."
"Well," Xiao Gao seemed to be relieved, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I'm afraid that if my wife becomes an assistant, I will lose my job."
An Ran was amused by him, but soon realized that she shouldn't laugh, and turned her head away.
Nie Qingyu had long seen the curve of the corners of her lips and couldn't help but curve them.
He opened the thermos cup sent by Mrs. Liu and handed it to An Ran's lips. "Drink it."
An Ran didn't need to look at it. He could tell it was stomach nourishing tea just by smelling it. "Don't drink it."
"Let me feed you?" He asked her opinion seriously, but his tone had a hint of ambiguity.
An Ran froze, and of course she heard the threat in his words. She had been "fed" by him more than once, and she knew very well the way he "fed" her.
In front of Xiao Gao in the car, she didn't want to perform a live kiss, so she took the thermos cup angrily.
"Drink slowly, don't choke again." Nie Qingyu reminded.
An Ran ignored him and slowly drank the stomach-nourishing tea.
This tea was indeed able to suppress her nausea, but she vomited it out when she was in the villa just now. Maybe she drank it too quickly and did not wait for the medicine to take effect.
Seeing that she was willing to drink the stomach-nourishing tea obediently, Nie Qingyu knew that taking her out to relax would work. "When I get to the company later, I have to learn how to work from the secretary. I don't have idle people around me."
An Ran ignored him, but her mood improved inexplicably. It was good to go to his company, at least no one dared to spread rumors casually.
He waited patiently for her to drink most of the cup of stomach-nourishing tea until she couldn't drink any more. He took the cup and screwed the lid back on.
An Ran felt a little sleepy, so he let her take a nap in his arms.
After a moment of silence, Nie Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. When he was about to regain his composure, his cell phone rang - a special reminder!
——Zhuo Jiaxuan!
An Ran pushed Nie Qingyu away almost reflexively, curled up to the car window, and wanted to jump out.
Nie Qingyu's face was ugly. Looking at the cell phone that kept ringing, he actually had the urge to throw it away.
This thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it.
The bell continued to ring for a while, and the atmosphere in the carriage was silent and strange.
"Open the window, I want to vomit!" An Ran patted the window glass hard.
Before Xiao Gao could open the car window, Nie Qingyu quickly hung up the phone and turned off the phone.
It's finally quiet!
The window was opened, and An Ran half leaned out, gasping for air like a fish lacking oxygen.
"Danger!" Nie Qingyu pulled her leaning body back.
"You don't have to worry about it!" An Ran turned her head away angrily, always looking towards the car window instead of looking at him.
Nie Qingyu thrust his mobile phone into her hand. "Guarantee for me."
"I don't want it!" An Ran wanted to throw it away.
"You are my life assistant, and you can't do such small things?" Nie Qingyu's tone became dangerous.
An Ran held his cell phone, feeling a little complicated.
After three years of marriage, this was the first time she touched his cell phone, but it was turned off.
Nie Qingyu gently rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, held An Ran's slender waist with the other, and leaned back in the leather seat with his eyes closed to relax.
An Ran lowered his head and kept fiddling with his mobile phone without feeling nauseous again.
Xiao Gao glanced at the rearview mirror and found it a bit funny.
I don’t know if it’s his misunderstanding, but why does he feel that the CEO gave his wife a mobile phone, like a parent trying to calm a crying child by giving her a toy to calm her down?
Royal Garden Villa.
Zhuo Jiaxuan listened in disbelief to the message that the other party had been turned off on her phone, and her whole body felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
"Xuanxuan, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Wang Yixiang, who had just met Zhuo Jiaxuan, asked with concern.
Zhuo Jiaxuan put down her phone, lowered her head and shed tears. "If Qingyu doesn't answer my call, does he...doesn't he like me anymore."
Wang Yixiang quickly comforted her: "Qingyu likes Xuanxuan the most. He is willing to do anything for you. You can't doubt him."
"But...why didn't he answer my call and turned off his phone?" Zhuo Jiaxuan had a bad feeling.
"Maybe we're in a meeting," Wang Yixiang rolled her eyes and said, "Would you like your aunt to accompany you to the company?"
Zhuo Jiaxuan was a little hesitant: "He doesn't like me to go to the company to find him."
"You just said you couldn't contact him and went to see him because you were worried about him." Wang Yixiang gave her an idea.
Zhuo Jiaxuan still shook her head and sighed: "I have used this excuse before, but he was very unhappy and ignored me for a long time."
Nie Qingyu's bottom line is that he is prohibited from approaching him in the company for personal matters. Anyone who dares to touch his bottom line will be punished, and Zhuo Jiaxuan is no exception.
While the couple was discussing this matter, a phone call suddenly came over.
Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, Zhuo Jiaxuan hesitated for a moment and then answered the call. "Hello?"
"Xuanxuan, it's me, now you know who I am!" A greasy-toned man's voice came from the phone.
Zhuo Jiaxuan was so frightened that she almost threw her phone away, her beautiful eyes full of fear. "Tian Zhihua, you...how do you know..."
"Ha, how do I know your mobile phone number? I know a lot of things now! I also know that you are now Nie Qingyu's woman, living a good life like a young mistress beside him! Alas, brother, I am not living a satisfactory life now.
Ah, I just hope that my little Xuanxuan can take care of the old relationship and give me a hand! If you eat meat, you have to let me drink soup!" The tone of the man on the phone was full of obscene greed.