Chapter 172 Ningning Wants to Marry Me
Liang Weining smiled faintly when he heard that, looked at the rearview mirror outside the car, and drove into the next lane with ease.

While the car was at a red light, she tapped the steering wheel and said seriously, "My boyfriend has great connections. It would be easy for him to find out something."

"For example?" Chen Jingyuan was at ease.

But there are too many.

The girl gave an example: "For example, how many dishes did I order for lunch today, what kind of soup did I drink, and how many times did I think about Mr. Chen while eating."

Chen Jingyuan's heart was completely softened.

He stopped smoking, put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and asked her in a low voice: "Tell me, how many times have you thought about it?"

Ok.

Let her recall.

After thinking for a while, Liang Weining sighed softly: "It's a bit regrettable. I'm too busy today and don't have time to think about it."

Meaning, not even once.

Defeated by her.

It really proves the saying that you can’t be obedient for more than three seconds.

At this time, the red light ahead turned green, vehicles resumed moving, and navigation voice came from the car system.

Know she's driving.

"Be safe, text me when you get home." Before hanging up, Chen Jingyuan reminded meaningfully: "The routine report is at 9 o'clock in the evening, so prepare your draft in advance."

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This man is actually serious.

to crash.

Liang Weining's mood suddenly turned bad and she hung up the phone angrily.

A busy tone sounds.

Mr. Chen raised the corners of his lips slightly, without any displeasure.

It was almost seven o'clock when we returned to Xiangyue Mansion.

After dinner, I sent a private message to Zhuang Jiming, asking him if it was convenient for him to chat about Xiwei Technology over the phone.

Two minutes later, I received a reply from the other party.

【convenient. 】

The advantage of being a single man is that he can talk to you about work anytime and anywhere without being affected by his private life.

When Zhuang Jiming heard Shen Fu's request to sign a short-term contract, he did not seem surprised, as if he had already predicted it.

"Do you agree?" Liang Weining asked.

It’s not really up to him to decide whether he agrees or not.

Zhuang Jiming said calmly, "Wait for my notification, before next Monday at the latest."

Row.

It looks like Mr. Shen has a chance.

Taking his mobile phone to the terrace, Liang Weining hesitated for a few seconds before expressing his opinion.

"If you force a melon to grow, it won't be sweet. Even if you can't find a second, more suitable company, there's no need to insist on Xiwei."

She leaned against the fence, felt the night breeze, and closed her eyes comfortably. "Everything depends on human effort. I don't believe that I can't find a substitute in the entire startup circle."

Zhuang Jiming smiled.

Xiwei is certainly not the only one.

But some things cannot be revealed.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Liang Weining couldn't resist the sleepiness and sent a message to the boss, saying that he was going to sleep first and asked her to remember to wake her up when he came back.

At that time, Chen Jingyuan had just finished a drinking party and was on his way back to Xiangyue Mansion.

The prompt sounded, and Assistant Xu, who was reporting tomorrow's schedule in the front row, subconsciously stopped talking.

The man opened his phone, took a look, turned it off, and motioned for him to continue.

The stretched Pullman shuttled between neon high-rise buildings. The back seat was unusually quiet. His eyes swept through the central rearview mirror. Xu Zhou could vaguely sense that his husband was in a low mood.

What is a low position?

That is, when you are in a bad mood, you should restrain yourself appropriately and not take it out on external things or a specific person without reason.

It is obvious who someone is referring to.

The husband doesn't like the girl meeting her ex or even being alone with him, even if it's just to talk about work.

But this time, when a special task force was set up, she was still included as one of the persons in charge. The reason was simple, just to reassure his girlfriend and let her do it without hesitation, and not to be afraid of the misunderstanding in the last entrepreneurial park.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhou sighed inwardly.

Mr. Chen stood on the sidelines, never been so accommodating and tolerant to a woman before. He was trying to be generous, depriving a man of his most basic right to be jealous. A bystander sees things more clearly.

Although Xu Zhou had no emotional experience, he knew that this was not a long-term solution.

How could a possessive gentleman tolerate what happened this afternoon happening again and again?

In other words, the fate of Xiwei Technology, whether it lives or dies, is actually in the hands of Liang Weining.

The bottom line cannot be touched.

If the girl didn't know how to distinguish, it would not be her who would suffer in the end, but the founder named Shen.

In fact, Xu Zhou was worrying too much.

Liang Weining is now a hundred times more insightful than before.

As long as you have the determination, there is nothing you can't overcome.

Ten o'clock at night.

She fell into a half-drowsy sleep and her body fell into the man's warm arms. Liang Weining was preoccupied with something and would automatically become conscious at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Go to sleep sweetly. We can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say." Chen Jingyuan covered the girl's eyes with his palms, and his low voice wrapped in the rich night sounded particularly gentle.

Liang Weining murmured to himself: "I don't seem to be sleepy either."

How can you go to bed early if you are not sleepy?

Chen Jingyuan put his arms around her waist and tightened them slightly, and the little girl's sweet and soft body was completely wrapped in his arms.

In the darkness, the man lowered his neck and kissed her, his breath gradually warming as he approached her hair. "From now on, I will try to turn down all the social events in the evening."

"Why?" she asked innocently.

The brain is slow to react, for obvious reasons.

Of course, I go home early and spend time with my girlfriend.

Mr. Chen did not explain. He gently stroked her back with his hand, closed his eyes and fell asleep with the little girl in his arms.

He has been sleeping well lately.

Ningning is a hero.
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Liang Weining had never experienced the feeling of waking up on a weekend morning without an alarm clock, and it was only six o'clock.

This is the first time I woke up at the same time as the boss.

A slight sense of accomplishment.

After lying in his arms for a while, she was taken to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up.

The girl stood in front of the washstand, her body firmly against the man's strong chest. The lines of his flesh bulged under his soft robe, and the heat passed through the clothes into her back, making her feel safe.

"What time did you come back last night?" He asked vaguely with his mouth full of toothpaste bubbles.

Chen Jingyuan filled the mouthwash cup with water for her, put it aside, and rubbed her hair with a gentle look, "Are you going to keep talking to me in this way?"

Which kind.

In the mirror, the girl looked confused.

He reminded: "No name?"

Liang Weining paused while brushing her teeth and looked at him without blinking.

It seems a bit difficult.

"But I think this is good." She turned slightly to the side, raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze, and said seriously: "Didn't you notice that there is a tacit understanding between us like an old married couple? Adding the name is actually a burden."

Old couple.

These four plain words stirred up quite a stir in Chen Jingyuan's heart.

He held the little girl with one hand, pressed her close to his chest, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in her ear, "Ningning wants to marry me."

Ok?
Liang Weining was confused.

The next moment he reacted, his little face looked cooked.

That's not what I meant.

She swallowed nervously and stammered, "Don't misunderstand me. The old couple on the Internet are not husband and wife in the traditional sense."

Could it be that the boss usually uses 2G to access the Internet?

It scares people.

In the bright mirror, the man's secretive face was reflected, and his expression was no longer as bright as before. Obviously, he was irritated by the girl's instinctive defense.

She doesn't want to get married.

It's too fast. What is he in such a hurry for?

He is only 23 years old and his career is on the rise.

After thinking this through, Chen Jingyuan calmed down. Seeing the dull and naive look of the person in front of him, he calmly took the toothbrush from her hand and coaxed her gently, "Don't be afraid. I won't force you."