Gu Nuannuan's face turned red in an instant. When she thought of those words, she felt ashamed. "Don't check it. If you want to check it, you have to wait until we leave. Otherwise, where will the CEO's wife put her face?"
Everyone around them put down their movements respectfully and watched their superiors and wives leave.
Jiang Chenyu looked at the lively little wife, and the joy in his heart was intertwined.
After the elevator arrived, the two of them entered.
The person from the President's Office immediately opened the web page, and then the office issued a whimper again.
Inside the elevator.
Gu Nuannuan blushed when they said it, but her husband asked her: "What is the flower language of 12 bouquets of roses?"
"You don't have a cell phone, so you won't check it yourself." She said shyly with her little mouth.
Jiang Chenyu: "I want to hear you."
Gu Nuannuan pursed her lips, and when she thought of that sentence, she was ashamed to speak.
The man was still waiting for her words, and Gu Nuannuan's little tangled expressions were getting more and more. She stirred her fingers, "Honey, just know it in your heart."
"If you don't say it, I don't know it."
The man just wanted her to say what he wanted to hear, and he teased his little wife everywhere, "Xiao Nuan, say it, there is no need to be shy between you and your husband." He emphasized again: "We are husband and wife."
Gu Nuannuan felt that even flowers could be given away, but why did she become shy now? After a moment of entanglement, she said, "Its flower language is: Love for you is increasing day by day."
When Mr. Jiang heard this, he smiled.
If the occasion was not right, he wanted to hug his little wife and rub her into his bones and love her well in his own way.
Jiang Chenyu suppressed the storm in his heart, and calmed down on his face. He reminded him, "I remember what you said, and my love for me will increase day by day."
"No, husband, this is a flower language." Xiao Nuan tried her best to act coquettishly.
Jiang Chenyu: "You gave flowers, and the flower language is what you expressed."
The elevator door is open.
Jiang's Group Hall, a scene that is rare in a century.
I saw that their godly president, holding a rose in his hand, walked out of the elevator with a girl in one hand. The girl looked unhappy with her face bulging?! But the president of their family smiled like a spring breeze
Brush your face.
Suddenly, the people around me remembered the girl who was running in the company building with roses in her hand.
It turned out that the person who was lucky enough to receive the rose was the president. Could the little girl who ran so cutely was the rumored wife?
The discussions are all blessings.
Jiang Chenyu received the rose.
Somehow his brothers knew about this.
The crowd of five people exploded.
Bai Chen: "The big news in City Z is related to our famous President Jiang. Which one should I listen to first?"
Nangong Zi of Chaozhou, "come one by one."
Bai Chen: "I vented my anger for my wife, bought Z University, and gave it to my beautiful wife."
Nangong Zi: "..."
Zhen Xi: "…"
Yan Zhenyu, the only one who is more stable, questioned, "How true?"
They all think that Jiang Chenyu is not the kind of impulsive person. He will never act impulsively unless he makes money by acquiring a certain company.
The profits of acquiring a university are limited and exhausting. Mr. Jiang, who is arrogant, will never do this.
Not to be examined.
When Bai Chen posted the screenshot of Z's official website into the group, Nangong Zi sprayed out a sip of water, "Damn."
Zhen Xi disappeared for three minutes and appeared again. He proved that Bai Chen's screenshot was true. The academic affairs system issued a public notice."
This time, it was Yan Zhenyu's turn to "...".
"Brothers, this is not the most shocking thing. Look at the picture."
Bai Chen released the picture of Jiang Chenyu wearing a suit, holding flowers in his hand, and holding his little wife.
Yan Zhenyu: "Did Chen Yu give someone a rose? He doesn't have a similar personality."
Zhen Xi joined the discussion, "It can't be given to him by someone else. He looks like a face that doesn't make a living, who dares to give it to him if he doesn't want to be killed?"
Bai Chen said: "Whether it is given to others by President Jiang or someone else by President Jiang, don't you think it is incredible to hold the rose in his hand?"
Nangong Zi's focus is always something that he doesn't understand. He enlarged the picture. "Is he holding his wife or a new love? He looked at his hands and held it so tightly, for fear of losing it."
He and Gu Nuannuan only met once. After leaving, they had long forgotten how she looked, so they were a little uncertain.
Zhen Xi asked again: "Xiaobai, is this your picture? Our Chenyu has such a cold and arrogant temper. He can hold the rose in his hand and walk in the company and be watched by people around him by monkeys?"
The man who had disappeared for a long time became active in the group, "It was not what I gave, but what I received the rose."
As calm as Yan Zhenyu, he was no longer calm, "Damn! The number was stolen?"
As surprised as Nangong Zi, he was surprised, "Did you receive it?"
As tough as Zhen Xi: "Did you use the money to force the little girl to buy it for you?"
Top floor of Mirosi Restaurant.
Jiang Chenyu took his wife and did not go home. They called the people at home and told them not to go home for dinner in the evening. He then took his wife to the highest-end Western restaurant in City Z.
He usually doesn't like Western steak the most, but for the sake of the situation and the romantic date he said, he brought his little wife who would enjoy it.
The frequent vibration of the group news made Jiang Chenyu pick it up and take a look.
It turned out to be discussing him.
He was in a good mood today, and there was a bubble in the group, so he corrected the mistakes in his friend's words.
Unexpectedly, my reply caused such a fierce response.
He looked at the little girl sitting opposite him who was ordering food, and then looked at the bright roses at hand.
Mr. Jiang rolled his Adam's apple and he put the flowers in his wife's arms.
Gu Nuannuan was confused, "Husband, what's going on? You don't want it?"
How could Jiang Chenyu not want it? He showed his good brother that he could receive his beautiful wife's flowers. "Please hold it, I'll take a photo of you and send it to you."
Gu Nuannuan bulged her mouth, "Who did you send it to?"
"Yan Zhenyu, Zhen Xi, Nangong Zi and Bai Chen."
Gu Nuannuan remembered that they had a chance to meet. These four people were all good brothers of her husband. "Wait!" She put the flowers on the table, stood up with her bag on her back, and asked.
The manager who was escorting around him, "Where is the bathroom?"
The manager immediately guided the way for Gu Nuannuan.
She said, "Husband, wait for me for a while."
She wanted to go to the bathroom to make up her makeup. The first time she appeared in front of her husband's friends in the form of a photo. No matter what, she had to be beautiful, so that Jiang Chenyu's brothers would feel that Jiang Chenyu's wife looked so beautiful.
She looks good and her husband is also glorious in his face.
After a while, Gu Nuannuan appeared.
She painted a light makeup, fresh and cute. She brushed her eyebrows with some light brown eyebrows, and a small tail with her eyes. Her lips were originally tender, but I don’t know what she applied to her, so it was even more watery
It's bright.
"Is the mouth oiled?" asked Mr. Jiang, a straight man who was confused and charming.
Gu Xiaonuan walked over and slapped her husband on the shoulder, "This is lip glaze, lip glaze."
"Oh, lip oil." Mr. Jiang said: Isn't that still oily?
For the first time, Gu Nuannuan felt that there was a generation gap between her husband. "Husband, this is called lip glaze, glaze-colored glaze. It is not lip oil for lip protection~"
Her classmates and friends, her boyfriend will give her a lip glaze as a birthday gift on her girlfriend’s birthday. Why did she get to her husband’s place? The lip glaze turns into lip oil?
Fortunately, he still owns a business empire, but he still has no knowledge when he is rich.