Today, I sent my daughter to Xiamen to participate in the piano competition. I have to go back on a business trip. I can't accompany her to the competition.
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"Today, the marketing department invited me to dinner." Pu Chulong arranged the documents on the table and smiled: "The people in the company are very enthusiastic."
Tang Jinyan dropped the report and leaned on the chair: "Don't tell me someone is chasing you."
"Uh-huh."
"These bastards don't want to live anymore. They even dare to flirt with the president's secretary."
"Hey, I'm not a secretary. Even if I'm a secretary, why can't they chase me?
Do you think everyone is as dirty as you, associating female secretaries with that kind of thing? "
"That's true …" Tang Jinyan raised his head and thought: "Because they think we're not close enough. It's very business-like, right?"
As he said, he wanted to put his hand on her waist, as if to show that they were very close.
Pu Chulong blushed and slapped his hand away: "Because they know I'm an idol, not a real colleague. Every day I stay here is a day less."
"Well, it's a rare opportunity to flirt with an idol. Do you want to seize it?"
"Of course not!"
Tang Jinyan looked at her with a smile. Pu Chulong stared back at him angrily.
After a few days, the relationship between the two people was really different. It became more casual.
Pu Chulong used to call him "You" but she didn't know where it was. Now, not only did she not use honorifics, but she also quarreled with him sometimes.
Well, it wasn't really quarreling. Most of the time, she scolded him. For example: "I just bought a paper knife yesterday!
Hey, can you put it back after you use it?
You're even more insensible than a child! "Then she nagged a lot. Tang Jinyan raised his hand to surrender.
Sometimes, Tang Jinyan felt that he had a very obedient maid, but sometimes he also felt that he had a mother …
And Tang Jinyan's image in Pu Chulong's heart almost collapsed.
In the past, he was either fierce and evil like a towering tree that sheltered the wind and rain. She always felt that he was very far away.
It wasn't until these few days that she realized that this guy was actually very lazy. She had to urge him to shave, or else he wouldn't shave for three days.
If she didn't wash the tea tray after brewing the tea, he probably wouldn't even think of washing it once a week. He would have to wait for the cleaner to come. It was already not easy for him to wash the teacups.
The coffee pot was thick with dirt. Pu Chulong didn't know how he could use it.
The ashtray on his desk was filled to the brim, and he refused to empty it until it reached its limit. When the wind blew, the ashtray flew all over the desk. He brushed it away casually and continued to work as if nothing had happened.
There was a wine cabinet and a fridge in the president's office.
Pu Chulong was surprised to find that there was still mineral water in the fridge that she bought last year. It was almost expired …
Pu Chulong was very surprised. How did he survive without a secretary for a year …
Tang Jinyan also sighed at this time. "I don't know how I will live after you leave …"
Pu Chulong puffed up her cheeks. "I don't know who was the one who pretended to me at that time. He said that I should take care of myself first!"
Tang Jinyan pursed his lips and slowly shook his head. "I … I'm not used to being taken care of."
Pu Chulong's eyes slowly softened. She said softly, "So I'm just helping you a little …"
Tang Jinyan looked up. Pu Chulong was standing beside him. They looked at each other and saw the complicated light in each other's eyes.
Since childhood, he had been wandering all the way to adulthood. No one had ever taken care of him. It seemed that he never needed anyone to take care of him.
But in fact, he was the one who wanted to be taken care of the most. It was just that he didn't want to show it. It seemed that he was very weak.
He wouldn't even show it to Park Soyeon. He always wanted to save face.
Pu Chulong often felt a little distressed.
The originally tall figure slowly shrank into the size of a child.
Tang Jinyan changed the topic. "Your company didn't call you back these days?"
Pu Chulong didn't say much. She simply threw out a word. "No."
Tang Jinyan narrowed his eyes. Pu Chulong turned her head slightly and didn't look at him anymore.
It had been almost a week.
It was impossible for a girl group to not have any team activities for such a long time. The only explanation was that Choi Jin-ho knew that she was in Tang Dynasty. For some reason, he didn't call her.
He even found an excuse for her to take leave during the team activities. Being in the middle of an endorsement shoot was indeed a good excuse. It was enough to appease the fans.
The company tacitly sold her to Tang Jinyan. She could stay as long as she wanted. This was probably what they meant.
Pu Chulong thought of Eun-thi again. She didn't know how to face her when she went back.
Eun-thi would think that she was his mistress …
Tang Jinyan knew what was going on. He didn't expose her. He just said, "Then don't go back. Stay here … and take care of me for a few days."
Pu Chulong looked at him quietly. He repeated his words just now. "I don't know how I will live after you leave."
Pu Chulong lowered her head and whispered, "You have so many women … If you ask them, they will do better than me."
"Maybe." Tang Jinyan said, "But Pu Chulong is always unique."
Pu Chulong bit her lower lip and looked at him for a while. She whispered, "Do you know what kind of image I will have in my sisters' eyes?"
Tang Jinyan was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he said, "I just forced them. What will they think?
If I want Yin Pumei, Sun Naen, Jin Nanzhu, Wu Xiarong, and … Jung Eun-thi, what kind of ending do they think will be different? "
Pu Chulong looked at him calmly and didn't say anything.
Tang Jinyan suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her waist tightly.
Pu Chulong was caught off guard and her entire body was pulled into his embrace.
She panicked and supported his chest. She looked up and said, "You …"
Tang Jinyan interrupted her. "Who's the long-winded one? Let them try it themselves!"
Pu Chulong gritted her teeth and tried to push against his chest to get up. Tang Jinyan only used a little strength to make her lie there, unable to move.
Pu Chulong struggled for a while and finally sighed. She leaned on him and whispered, "It's time to get off work. Let me go back first."
Tang Jinyan hesitated for a moment and finally let go. He didn't say anything and slowly closed his eyes. He leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
Pu Chulong stood up and looked at him silently for a while. She turned and went out, gently closing the door.
She came to the company's door and waved. "Xiao Jin, is my package here?"
Xiao Jin came over and handed over a parcel. "It just arrived."
"Thank you."
Pu Chulong took the parcel and was about to leave the company. Xiao Jin hurriedly shouted, "Captain Chulong, wait. Please accept this gift."
Pu Chulong looked at the rabbit hair clip in Xiao Jin's hand. She knew this young doorman was her fan. It was normal to give her a small gift. She hesitated for a moment and finally shook her head. "Thank you for your kindness … but I'm not a qualified idol."
Xiao Jin held the hair clip and watched Pu Chulong walk away step by step.
Back at the hotel, Pu Chulong opened the parcel.
She asked Yin Pumei to send the parcel. It was full of her clothes.
She looked at it for a while and whispered to herself. "I'm not a qualified idol. No one forced me to stay here, but I never thought of leaving."
The next morning, Pu Chulong went to the president's office during working hours.
Tang Jinyan's gaze scanned her clothes. He didn't say anything, but Pu Chulong felt as if he had seen through everything.
She walked over. Tang Jinyan's desk was clean. There was nothing on it. "You … don't have work today?"
"Yes, there are not many things today." Tang Jinyan said. "I want to go shopping with you."
Pu Chulong really wanted to find a place to hide. How could his eyes be so sharp?
"No, I'm not going."
"Why not?
You're not a real secretary. Why do you have to clock in?
Even if you're a real secretary, why do you keep her if the president skips work? "
Pu Chulong tilted her head and didn't say anything.
Tang Jinyan took her hand again. "Let's go."
Pu Chulong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What else can you do besides forcing people?"
Tang Jinyan took her in big strides. "At least I can let the woman I like not be thrifty and send her old clothes from thousands of miles away."
Pu Chulong felt as if she was struck by lightning. She was held by him in a daze. She didn't even have the ability to think.
What did he say?
The woman I like?