The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

"Yes, it's a rumor." As a secretary, she still had to clear up all groundless rumors and protect her image for the director.

"Thank you." An Jing sincerely thanked her this time.

"I found that you little girl is quite out of touch. The one on the left thanked the one on the right. I didn't know that I thought you had a repeater in your mouth."

In the ward, Anyang and Ge Zijie, who had only met once, had no estrangement at all, and they chatted in a few minutes.

"Pretty auntie, do you like my sister?" She looked at Ge Zijie with innocent round eyes and asked.

"Why do you think so?"

"It's not a feeling, it's hope." Anyang held up his left hand that was not needled and counted, "Auntie, you are good-looking, gentle, and considerate. You suddenly appeared to help us just now. You are a good person. If you become friends , my sister doesn't have to work so hard, she has been so tired of taking care of me, I hope someone can take care of her..."

If the secretary was present, he would definitely question her strongly, being gentle and considerate. Is this a word that can be used to describe our director?

As she spoke, the little loli's voice lowered, and her eyes turned red.

Seeing that little Lolita was about to cry, Ge Zijie stretched out his hand to cover her head and gently rubbed it. She was not good at comforting children, so she could only divert her attention by talking about other topics.

"The doctor said that you are already eight years old, why don't you go to elementary school yet?"

"My aunt said it was because of household registration and nationality. She won't do it when she is too old. My sister said that when she saves enough money, she will pay for my tuition and then transfer to primary school. But I know a lot even if I don't go to primary school. Things, my sister usually teaches me homework."

"Why didn't you tell your sister that she was bullied in kindergarten."

That day at the coffee shop Ge Zijie had a close encounter with little Lolita, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the injury on her forehead was not caused by a fall, there were footprints on her clothes and coat, and her hair was torn into a mess, unless the land where she fell Open your hands and feet, otherwise it is definitely man-made.

"Because I don't want her to worry." An Yang looked at the door worriedly, and after confirming that there was no An Jing, he whispered in Ge Zijie's ear: "Actually, I don't want to go to school anymore, they are so childish, I believe that in real life There will be talking sheep, and there will be real Santa Claus, and I kindly tell them that the cartoons are all fake, and they call me a big pig."

Anyang's steaming voice was close to his ears, but his childish tone imitated the tone of an adult when he spoke, which made Ge Zijie unable to hold back a smile, "You're very smart."

"Anyang." An Jing stood at the door and whispered Anyang's name, "Don't disturb Auntie, lie down quickly."

Ge Zijie looked at An Jing silently, his eyes were a bit complicated, An Jing was so focused on adjusting the speed of An Yang's drip that he didn't notice that the man's eyes were fixed on her.

The secretary quickly moved to An Jing's side and whispered a reminder, "Director Ge is only 27 this year, very young."

An Jing finally came to her senses, she seemed to have called Ge Zijie... Auntie just now.

Chapter 7

"Pretty aunt, are you leaving?" Seeing Ge Zijie standing up from the bed to make room for An Jing, Anyang quickly called her, "Can't we chat with Anyang for a while longer?"

to chat with?

The secretary looked at her director with surprise eyes, their director still chats with children?

"Anyang! Don't call me auntie, call me sister." An Jing patted her fleshy face and corrected her address to Ge Zijie.

Anyang pouted, and said to Ge Zijie, "Then I'll call you Pretty Sister, can you play with me for a while longer?"

"No, you can't disturb others."

An Jing turned to look at Ge Zijie standing by the door with a livid face, and felt strongly that she was out of tune with the surrounding environment at a glance. The child in the next bed was crying and fussing, and the boy in the opposite bed's family just got off his thorn. The trousers were excreted in the urinal, but this director, standing elegantly with straight legs in spotless high heels, carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the coat with both hands, said that she was going to attend a high-end business reception next second, An Jing Believe it.

"I'm sorry Director, I didn't mean not to go to the company to report." Now that her thoughts were free, An Jing had a chance to explain.

"Remember to charge your phone." Ge Zijie didn't blame her as An Jing imagined, and turned and left after simply saying this sentence.

Because of Anyang's illness, she did not have to go to school as she wished. After An Jing stayed at home with her for a week, she made another appointment with Ge Zijie to report on AW.

She didn't dare to make any mistakes this time, AW's chance to debut was her last straw, and she couldn't let go until she pulled out the straw.

Taking the elevator, An Jing can find Ge Zijie's office without the secretary leading the way, and he pushes the door to go in. The man maintains the same posture as when An Jing came in last time, sitting and reading documents after doing work.

"Director." An Jing knocked on the door twice.

"Come in."

The indifferent expression on Ge Zijie's face seemed to be completely different from the one who helped him in the hospital before.

An Jing was a little envious of this woman, not because of her family background and wealth, but because of a woman's innate self-confidence, which made her calm and composed no matter what emergencies she faced.

On the surface, An Jing seems to have an indifferent attitude towards most people and things, but she knows in her heart that it is because of her timidity, she dare not rashly get in touch with those too many uncertain factors in life.