The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"Maybe..." Ji Wenhan's thin lips curled up slightly as he looked at Xia Ling. "Do you know Secretary Li?"

"Wenhan!" Xia Ling's expression was a little downcast.

She bit her pink lips and furrowed her brows slightly. She looked at Ji Wenhan with a pitiful expression.

On the other hand, Ji Wenhan looked at her and his deep eyes moved slightly.

He was still happy just now, but this change of attitude was faster than flipping a book?

With a straight face, Ji Wenhan spoke slowly

"I'm going to ask Secretary Li to go with me. Xiaxia, don't you want to play with your phone? Then have fun in the office. When we come back, I'll bring you home from work."

Did he really mean that he didn't want to take her with him?

Xia Ling: "Alright..."

She leaned against her desk.

From Ji Wenhan's side, after the girl leaned against the desk, she seemed to be invisible behind the computer screen.

He walked over and saw that the girl was leaning against the desk and practicing one finger Zen. Her index finger was poking randomly on the keyboard.

The corners of his lips curled up.

Ji Wenhan knew that Ji Xiaxia would often do these little things.

At first, he wanted to correct her and felt that it wasn't very generous, but slowly, he realized that it seemed quite interesting?

He stood behind her desk.

Ji Wenhan raised his hand and knocked on Xia Ling's desk.

"I suddenly remembered that Secretary Li still has work to do in the afternoon, so I can only bring you along."

"Oh..." Xia Ling sat up.

What Secretary Li can't go if he has something to do? It was clear that he had planned to bring her along from the beginning, but he was deliberately trying to seduce her!

"It's almost time, we should go." Ji Wenhan looked at the Patek Philippe on his wrist. "Not only do I have to buy you clothes, but I also have to take into account the traffic jam. Ji Xiaxia, you're sitting like this, do you mean you don't intend to go?"

Looking at the young girl, Ji Wenhan acted very serious, not at all like he was deliberately changing the topic.

Xia Ling was silent.

She stood up. "Go! Wenhan, of course I'll go."

Ji Wenhan curled his lips slightly. "Then let's go."

Ji Wenhan walked in front, and Xia Ling followed behind.

The two entered the VIP elevator and stood beside the tall man. Xia Ling looked at him from time to time.

Standing in the elevator, there were silver elevator walls on all four sides. The man was wearing a navy blue handmade suit, and his hair was combed back, making his deep facial features more visible. His waist was straight, and he was a head and a half taller than Xia Ling.

This handsome and cold temperament, when Ji Wenhan did not speak, his body was full of abstinence.

Xia Ling looked at him and thought of last night, when he could not help but laugh.

He put down all his masks, as if that was his most real appearance.

Feeling the girl's gaze, Ji Wenhan turned around and looked at her indifferently.

"What are you looking at?"

Xia Ling's eyes flashed. "Ah?"

She was just a little lost in thought, but Ji Wenhan caught her.

The girl's fair cheeks flushed red, and then she pretended to look away calmly

"I didn't see anything. I just remembered something and was in a daze!"

Ji Wenhan looked at her and did not let her go. "You didn't see anything? You were in a daze because of me?"

"That..." Xia Ling paused.

She saw the elevator lights at the side. They were already on the fifth floor and were about to reach the parking garage.

She said quickly, "Wenhan is so outstanding. In the future, as long as my boyfriend is half as outstanding as Wenhan, I will be satisfied!"

Ji Wenhan was stunned.

The elevator door was already slowly opening.

Xia Ling walked out quickly and arrived next to Ji Wenhan's car.

At a moderate pace, the man walked over with his long legs.