"You, go down and sleep!"

Throwing away the pillow and quilt, Ling Zi became more direct and kicked Han Muxue to the ground.

"Oh, please be gentle, this is your own body."

Han Muxue sat on the hard tile floor, rubbing her butt. The next second, she shamelessly climbed into bed with a pillow and quilt on the floor.

"I won't sleep on the floor. If I catch a cold, I will sleep with you."

She closed her eyes, but before she could cover herself with the warm quilt, she was kicked to the ground with a ruthless kick.

"You are so cruel."

"Sleep on the floor."

The person on the bed was facing away, and there were still only three words.

Han Muxue didn't want to be kicked out of bed by her own feet anymore, so she huddled up angrily with the quilt and wrapped herself into a silkworm chrysalis.

"Just sleep, it's not my body anyway."

After a night, when Ling Zi woke up early the next morning, he was even more stressed out.

He felt that his whole body was wrapped in a ball of hot stuff. When he opened his eyes, it turned out to be his enlarged face. He was rolling his eyes as he slept, hugging Han Muxue's waist tightly. The most outrageous thing was that one of his long legs was still hooked on

'Han Muxue''s legs, no wonder he feels so heavy.

"Han! Mu! Snow!"

It was his own face, and he couldn't bear to hit it, so he could only wake him up with a livid face.

"Um, what's wrong?"

Ling Zi was more and more afraid that this was the first time he saw himself in such a miserable state in the early morning: sleeping like a chicken coop, with artistic hairdos sticking up on all sides, saliva marks on the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were black and swollen and squinting, he couldn't stand it at all.

I couldn't open my eyes, and even green beard sprouted overnight, as if I had overindulged in sex, and I had gone through many vicissitudes in an instant.

"Get some more sleep. You asked me to sleep on the floor last night and I didn't even sleep well."

‘He’ could fall headfirst onto the soft bed even while sitting.

"No, today is my first day at the company, so I can't be late!"

After explaining everything to each other, Han Muxue's cell phone was also taken away by Ling Zi.

"and yours?"

Han Muxue reached out and asked Ling Ziyue for his cell phone.

"It's flooded and can't be turned on. Please buy a new one."

The reason was high-sounding and very sufficient, but Han Muxue felt that something was wrong.

But I had no choice but to sit in the car and watch the other party use his balance. I randomly bought a new mobile phone in a small business hall and quickly returned to the car and threw it to myself.

"Send the message in a timely manner. I don't want anything to go wrong on my first day in office."

"Then I'm worried about you helping me make a fool of myself on the show!"

"Then let each other play their respective roles and don't cause problems!"

"ok!"

The two high-fived and agreed in the car.

Ling Ziyue thought about it more and realized that it would actually be beneficial to use Han Muxue's body temporarily. Maybe he could take the opportunity to find out more secrets.

Ling's Pictures welcomed their new president today.

Special Assistant Li Jiaming called the new CEO all morning, but no one answered. He paced back and forth in front of the building, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

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Once, he had given up hope, but he didn't expect that he would finally get through this time.

He was extremely happy and hurriedly explained the situation.

"Mr. Ling, Mr. Ling, I am your special assistant Li Jiaming. I called you all night and you finally answered!!"

"Oh, so what?"

Li Jiaming's enthusiasm was largely extinguished by this indifferent tone.

"Well, where are you? Today is your first day in office, so I can send a car to pick you up!"

"No need, I'm already here."

"Ah, here we are?"

Li Jiaming turned around in a circle, and there was indeed a tall man in a gray coat standing not far away. He had one hand in his pocket and a mobile phone in his hand.

Both of them were stunned.

What a coincidence? Isn’t this the kind person?

Han Muxue, who was holding the mobile phone, had a strange expression on her face. She subconsciously glanced at Ling Ziyue, who was now Han Muxue next to her, and felt that something was not good.

Before he could chase the people around him away, the sharp-eyed Li Jiaming had already spotted Han Muxue standing next to him, his eyes shining brightly.

Just when he was about to scream wildly, Han Muxue took a few long steps to Li Jiaming, sealed his mouth in time, and hijacked the person directly into the building.

In public, they were dragged into the tunnel and held against the wall for education.

"Shh!"

Li Jiaming shrank his neck and pressed against the wall, feeling a little uncomfortable being banged against by a man.

What's more, he is still his immediate boss.

"Don't tell anyone about her visit today!"

"Why, why?"

"I'm chasing her because I'm afraid it will have a bad influence on her."

There was a flash of shock in Li Jiaming's eyes, but he soon seemed to accept it.

"Oh, I understand, we Xue'er are so good, it's normal for someone to chase her."

"Aren't you angry? Aren't you jealous?"

"Why are you angry? She is just my idol. We as fans wish her well when she falls in love and gets married."

"Wow, you are so enlightened!"

Han Muxue couldn't help but applaud him in her heart.

"Can we go up?"

Li Jiaming silently took away the long arm of 'Ling Zi Yue', feeling really embarrassed.

Several curious employees passing by would look here, and some of them were female employees. Their postures were really hard not to make people daydream.

"Okay, let's go!"

Although Ling's Pictures is nothing compared to the entire Ling's Group, it is one of the best in the film and television industry. Even though it is not as good as before, the office building that serves as the facade is still very impressive, not inferior to Ling's at all.

The group headquarters has been renovated.

Ling Zhengjun has not made any money in the past few years, but he is quite good at spending it.

On the 26th floor, there is a dedicated elevator leading directly to the president's office.

Han Muxue, who had just stepped into the office, was stunned.

With a pretty figure on her back, she had already been sitting on the large president's chair, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Who are you?"

Hearing the noise, the woman turned around gracefully. After seeing her 'brother Ziyue', her eyes lit up and she gave up her image of a lady. She swooped towards him, trying to entangle him.

Gu Pianpian? Why is she everywhere?

Han Muxue frowned subconsciously, stretched out her long arm, and pressed her forehead.

"Brother Ziyue! Why are you doing this to others?"

Gu Pianpian acted so coquettishly that she almost drove Han Mu Xuesong away. She murmured in her heart: So Ling Zi likes this one more??

"speak nicely!"

She pushed Gu Pianpian away and warned coldly.

"Brother Ziyue, why are you here? They have been waiting for you for a long time. They are also waiting for you to have breakfast together. If you don't come, I will suffer from hypoglycemia."

Gu Pianpian pouted and calmed down a little, but she still couldn't change her coquettish tone.

"You can go out and eat by yourself, and no one will stop you."

Gu Pianpian only felt that brother Ziyue was different today from usual, and he always made remarks to her.

But she was also very happy. After all, in the past, brother Ziyue ignored her or was too distant and polite. This was a good start.

Han Muxue was very upset.
To be continued...