20demayo Page 36
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Seeing Jiang Nansun sitting opposite him with a troubled look on her face, Shen Yan knew that something must have happened to her, so he asked curiously, "Senior Nansun, what's wrong with you? You were fine before, why do you have such a sad face now?"
"You're the one with the sour face!"
As it turns out, what any girl cares about most is her appearance. When Shen Yan said she had a bitter face, Jiang Nansun almost exploded.
But soon he deflated like a punctured balloon and sat back down: "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that my aunt has an apartment in Shanghai that needs renovation."
“I was thinking that I knew Zhang Anren before, so I told my aunt that I would help her with the design.”
"Who knew...this would happen? It's not appropriate to keep looking for him."
"I'm having trouble deciding who to contact..."
Jiang Nansun looked distressed, but when he saw Shen Yan calmly drinking tea, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wait, aren't you a shareholder of Jingyan? You can't just hire any designer from Jingyan, can you?"
At this point, Jiang Nansun stepped forward with a fawning expression: "Junior Brother Shen Yan..."
"Ok?"
"Mr. Shen, please help this humble woman. I'm all alone and helpless. I've already said this, I can't just throw away my pride, can I?"
As she spoke, she walked over to Shen Yan and squatted down, placing her hands on the armrests, resting her chin on her hands, and blinking her big, bright eyes at her.
Her pitiful appearance evokes a protective instinct in people.
"Is this how you ask people for favors?"
"Acting cute, acting coquettish? Blinking eyes?"
Shen Yan sat calmly in place, then stretched his neck: "Oh dear, my neck... I don't think I slept well last night, it's a bit uncomfortable."
As Shen Yan spoke, he glanced at Jiang Nansun with a knowing look in his eyes.
It's practically as if it's been explicitly stated.
"I come!"
Jiang Nansun wasn't stupid either. When she saw Shen Yan's gaze, she immediately raised her hand to signal, jumped three feet high, came behind Shen Yan, and put her delicate hand on her neck.
Her fingers were long and slender, like tender shoots, and her skin was fair and white, like jade, as she touched Shen Yan's neck with a warm touch.
With a light touch of his fingertips, Shen Yan let out a soft moan of pleasure, as if he were floating on clouds, enjoying Jiang Nansun's clumsy kneading.
Warm fingers pressed against every inch of skin on my neck, like a gentle ray of sunshine.
"Ah~~ That feels so good~~~"
"Hey! Shut up!"
Upon hearing Shen Yan's soft moan, Jiang Nansun's face flushed red, like a flame that had been lit and burned fiercely. She reached out and patted Shen Yan's lips.
"Jiang Nansun, is this your service attitude?"
"I'm very unhappy about this. I advise you to provide better service, understand?"
Even after being slapped on the mouth by Jiang Nansun, Shen Yan wasn't angry. He just stared at her with a stern face, looking just like a wealthy landlord.
"Shen Yan, you're getting a little too cocky!"
Seeing Shen Yan's appearance, Jiang Nansun was amused and annoyed, but she still kept a straight face, put on her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks and looked at her with a fierce expression.
Seeing her attitude, Shen Yan frowned: "Jiang Nansun, you don't want to disappoint your aunt, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nansun immediately deflated, rolled her eyes at him, and clenched her little fists.
But...
She walked back behind Shen Yan with a bright smile and said, "My lord Shen, I'll give you a shoulder massage right away."
"Mmm, squeeze it well, use a little more force."
"I haven't eaten yet~"
"Shen Yan..."
"Oh dear, interior design plans..."
For a moment, the two seemed to be caught in a strange loop. Shen Yan kept bombarding Jiang Nansun with voice messages, and just when Jiang Nansun was about to explode with anger, Shen Yan would immediately bring up the decoration drawings.
A tug and a pull, miracle worker.
When it was lunchtime, Shen Yan got up and stretched his neck, feeling refreshed all over, as if all eight extraordinary meridians had been unblocked.
Turning his head to look at Jiang Nansun, who was squatting in the corner drawing circles, he walked over with some curiosity and just happened to hear Jiang Nansun muttering to himself.
I'll draw a circle and curse you.
"Shen Yan, you scoundrel, bandit, bastard, landlord, you'll live..."
"What's wrong, Senior Nan Sun?"
"Ah! Daddy!...Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! How come you came up behind me without making a sound? Don't you know that's scary!"
Jiang Nansun was startled and stood up, looking at Shen Yan with a resentful expression, her face turning bright red.
This junior is getting more and more despicable; he's got the true face of capitalism!
Shen Yan ignored her attacking gaze, picked at his ear with his finger, raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "Senior, don't worry about this. I think I just heard something. You called me... 'Living Dad'?"
"Oh no, no, you must have misheard me. I was so scared that I blurted out something."
Seeing that Shen Yan had noticed this, Jiang Nansun became even more embarrassed and reached out to push him away.
"Alright, it's almost noon, shall we go get some food?"
"it is good."
When Jiang Nansun saw that it was lunchtime, she nodded and looked at him, pointing to herself with her little finger: "But this time it's a promise, lunch is on me."
"sure."
Shen Yan didn't refuse; only a fool would refuse an invitation to a meal.
Besides....
He also has the slang term "born to be a gigolo".
It's embarrassing to admit...
He hasn't received any money back from this entry since he acquired it, but the other two entries have given him a lot of money.
After lunch, at Jiang Nansun's suggestion, the two went shopping.
Wonderful Decoration Company.
He Fanxing was holding her phone, looking helpless as she said to the other end, "Dad, I already told you I'm not going on blind dates. I really am not going. How old am I anyway?"
"What? People my age have already had kids and are just going to run errands? What does that have to do with me?"
"I really won't go. I'm still young. I can find a place myself."
"I...I've been busy with work lately, so I haven't been able to find one yet. But your daughter is someone who can easily find someone."
"Okay, okay, I'll take good care of myself."
"Okay, bye-bye, I'll be back tonight."
"good....."
"call!"
After hanging up the phone, He Fanxing breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, we got through it."
Hearing her words, a colleague covered her mouth and chuckled, "Sister He, are you being pressured to get married again?"
"Yeah, Cong Xiao, it's so confusing, my head is spinning."
As she spoke, He Fanxing made a face with her head in dismay, indicating that she was finding the nagging a bit too much to bear.
Cong Xiao, who was called her colleague, looked her over and then reached out to touch He Fanxing, and it seemed that saliva was coming out.
"Sister He, if you ask me, you should have gotten married a long time ago. With such a great figure and a face that rivals female celebrities, what kind of man couldn't you find?"
"Cong Xiao, hands, hands..."
He Fanxing was both amused and exasperated. After getting rid of him, she deliberately looked at Cong Xiao with a smirk: "Xiaoxiao, are you done with your work? Why are you still playing around here?"
"what...."
"Sis, please stop talking. I'm about to explode from all the meetings, proposals, and project plans I've been revising these past few days."
Cong Xiao slumped onto the table, looking at He Fanxing with utter despair, like a machine that had run out of power: "Sister, why is our new boss so difficult to please? He made such a big fuss right from the start."
"They say a new broom sweeps clean, but this is like a new boss lighting up all the fires."
Upon hearing this, He Fanxing walked over and tapped her head, saying in an annoyed tone, "You, you're still making up stories about Chairman Shen. Who said yesterday that the new boss is perfect, with all sorts of benefits?"
"Oh, I was just rambling on and on, just venting."
Cong Xiao immediately stood up, rushed to He Fanxing with curiosity, and looked at her with a look of novelty: "Sister, didn't you meet the new boss?"
How's the boss?
"how old are you?"
"Doesn't he have a boss-like aura?"
Hearing this series of questions, He Fanxing was taken aback. Then, thinking of her encounter with Shen Yan a few days ago, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
It's like... flowers blooming in spring.
040 He Fanxing: I think there's no problem, right? Jiang Nansun explodes!
"Sister He?"
"Sister He!?"
At this moment, Cong Xiao noticed that He Fanxing was standing there blankly, with a smile on her face, which contained three parts joy, three parts longing, and four parts desire.
It startled her, and she immediately reached out and waved her hand in front of He Fanxing.
She was afraid He Fanxing had gone mad.
"Ah...no...it's nothing."