MTL - Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife-Chapter 1936 Don't think, never forget (42)

Then he noticed that Xuxing was blushing. He was as clever as he was, and immediately thought of something, and his face was awkwardly flushed.

‘Keke…’ Shen Sheng cleared his throat, then he nodded, “I know, I ’ll arrange a trip, you can let him take care of it.”

"Huh." Xu Xu nodded embarrassedly. "Then ... I'll go upstairs first."

She and Yan Rusheng are still in the president's office, and Su Yan is in the general manager's office.

Su Yan nodded pretentiously, still a little embarrassed, he looked away and accidentally moved to Mi Xiao who was making coffee over there.

Mi Xiao brewed the coffee so enthusiastically that she didn't notice it when someone came.

But she was really making coffee with God, didn't she scold him in his heart and scold God?

Su Yan stared at Mi Xiao's petite back, and inadvertently appeared, the corner of his mouth could not help but smile with a smile, from his heart, very happy smile.

Seeing like this, she followed his gaze and saw Mi Xiao, she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Then she looked back and looked at Su Yan, "Is that your new secretary?"

She asked it knowingly. When employees at all levels of the company were rumored to have recruited a female secretary, Su had paid attention to Mi Xiao.

Like everyone else, she was surprised that Su Yan finally recruited a female secretary.

So she knew Mi Xiao.

Su Yan nodded "um", and then regained his gaze from Mi Xiao's body.

Very frank, even if he was found, he was focusing on a girl, and very pleasing, he was so calm and calm.

He's never ... never hide his inner thoughts and feelings.

What he wants is what he has been pursuing.

"Oh." Xuxu nodded and bent his lips, looking at Mi Xiao again.

Seeing her look, Su Yan shouted to Mi Xiao, "Mi Xiao."

"Su President."

Mi Xiao heard Su Yan calling her, and it took a while before he turned around and turned to look at Su Yan.

Su Yan asked, "Is the coffee ready?"

"Okay, it's going to be right away." Mi Xiao nodded, busy holding up the already brewed coffee and pouring it into the cup.

Holding her hands, she turned to Su Yan, her steps were in danger.

"This is Mrs. President, you've seen it before." When Mi Xiao approached, Su Yan stretched out his fingers, introduced her, and then reached out to take the coffee in her hand and instructed her: "Come on, Mrs. President."

"No need, I ..."

Xu Xu shook her head to refuse, how could she have time to drink coffee.

But Su Yan interrupted her voice. He said, "Your coffee is very good. You can drink and watch and teach her."

As he said, he put the mouth of the white porcelain cup to his lips, and there was an intriguing smile at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time a sly light passed through his eyes.

Then he took a sip of coffee in a hurry.

"Eh!" Xu Xu looked at Su Yan for a moment, puzzled.

Mi Xiao has already poured coffee.

"What are you looking at me for?" Su Yan raised an eyebrow at Xu Xuan, and the arc of laughter at the corner of his mouth grew bigger and bigger.

Xuxu reacted and laughed, "Nothing."

She shook her head. She just had to quit, and now she agreed cheerfully. "Then I'll have a good taste. Maybe I can ask for advice."

Saying her ambiguous smile towards Su Yan.

Su Yan still smiled openly and reached out to the sofa and said to Xu Xu, "Sit down for a while."

"Mrs. President, coffee."

As soon as Wen Xuxu and Su Yan sat down, Mi Xiao poured coffee and placed it in front of Xuxu.

Then she straightened her waist, stepped back by two steps, crossed her hands, as if waiting for Su Yan to tell him nothing else.

"It's really fragrant." Xuxu took the coffee and smelled it. She was very satisfied with the corner of her mouth, and her praise was very sincere. The coffee brewed is no less than her 'professional coffee'.

She has been a secretary of Yanrusheng for more than seven years. Yanrusheng does not like to drink instant coffee. Basically, as long as they come to work at the company, she cooks at least once a day, and more ... it is difficult to remember.