I Love You, Stupid Woman!

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When he remembered these words again, Sang Wan successfully awakened from his nightmare.

At midnight, the ward was quiet.

Lin Muchen is no longer there.

Sang Wan breathed, but couldn't shake away the words that seemed to be engraved in her mind.

At the same time, an idea in my mind became clearer than ever before--

escape!

She can no longer stay in this city, within Lin Muchen's sphere of influence.

Must escape, the farther the better...

With this decision in mind, he immediately pondered it.

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It's just that Sang Wan didn't expect that after she was discharged from the hospital, she was forced to live under Lin Muchen's nose.

The night before leaving the hospital, Shirakawa appeared in the ward, "Miss Sang, this is your entry notice. Is there a problem with reporting to the company tomorrow?"

"..."

Sang Wan took what he handed over, glanced at it, frowning tightly, "Lin Muchen's life assistant?"

"Yes, you were appointed by Mr. Lin."

Sangwan became more and more weird, "Then what do I need to do?"

"This, Mr. Lin will personally tell you when the time comes."

"..." Sang Wan refused in her heart, but she didn't think she had a choice, so she could only nod her head and agree, "Okay, I will report tomorrow."

"I will pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." Before leaving, Shirakawa handed her a handbag with Lin's logo, "This is your overalls."

After Shirakawa left, Sangwan didn't fall asleep almost all night.

Life assistant...

As long as she thinks of this weird position, her scalp will feel a little numb.

But this thing can't be avoided no matter how much you resist.

The next morning, when Sang changed his clothes at ten o’clock and came out of the bathroom, Shirakawa knocked on the door outside the ward. The two left the hospital together. He drove straight to the landmark skyscraper in the south of the city, which is Lin Muchen’s daily office. In places, an entire building is owned by the Lin family.

The parking lot went directly to the dedicated elevator, and Shirakawa took her to the 68th floor.

The office door was closed at the moment, Shirakawa raised his hand and knocked on the door, reporting respectfully, "Ms. Sang, here comes."

"Ok."

Hearing a faint syllable in it, Shirakawa looked back at Sang Wan and opened the door, "Miss Sang, the president let you in alone."

"..."

What the hell?

The corner of Sang Wan's mouth twitched uncontrollably, "He obviously..."

"Miss Sang, please." Shirakawa cut off what she hadn't finished, and his eyes motioned, telling her not to say more.

Ok.

Sangwan admitted his fate and went in by himself.

She just entered the office, took two steps, and the door closed again behind her.

Inside the door, it was quiet.

Sang Wan came to this place for the first time. The light was bright and the decoration taste was online, but she still felt a little depressed, especially when she saw the man who was working at the office behind the desk not far away, her heart was suddenly raised. Like, almost didn't jump out of his throat directly.

To be honest, she was still afraid of him...

"Mr. Lin." Sang Wan stopped at least one meter away from the desk, calling him aloud.

Lin Muchen never looked away from the computer screen for half a second, and occasionally tapped his finger twice on the keyboard, his expression very focused.

Ten minutes have passed like this.

In the big office, there is only the sound of men typing on the keyboard occasionally. Sang Wan steps on high heels. It is really uncomfortable to stand like this, and it seems that she will continue to stand.

Ten minutes passed.

Sang stood motionless once at night during the military training of the university, but he wore flat-bottomed sneakers at any rate. This eight-centimeter high heel was really a torture for someone who rarely wears high heels. The calf aches, so she looks at the sofa on one side. Since he is busy, she should be able to sit and wait, right?

Thinking like this, she was about to step over—

"Come here, squeeze your shoulders." The man finally spoke, but it was a nonchalant command, and he didn't look up at her during the whole process.

"..." Sang Wan was a little unintentional, feeling that this job was all about fixing him.

How can you ask your subordinates to pinch their shoulders on the first day of work last time?

Well, they are not ordinary subordinates...

To be honest, instead of squeezing her shoulders, Sang Wan prefers to stand in high heels for a day, but she can't resist the man's orders. No matter how reluctant she is in her heart, she can only pass by obediently.

The back of the executive chair was very high, and Sang Wan could only stand beside him, stretched out his hand and began to pinch his shirt.

"It's lighter." The man was picky.

"..." Sang Wanjia said gravity.

"It's heavy." This person is very difficult.

Finally, it was just right to grasp the strength, and he said, "Change the side."

Okay, she understood, what kind of grand-sounding life assistant, to put it bluntly, was the nanny maid at his command.

Sang Wan would have to keep squeezing if he didn't call to stop.

Not long ago, it was just a pain in the foot, and the hand started to hurt. Even so, I had to keep squeezing it until his wrist cramped, but he didn’t stop him shouting.

At twelve o'clock, Shirakawa sent two exquisite lunches.

Sang was hungry early in the morning. She stared at the food on the table with bright eyes, thinking she could finally rest. Unexpectedly, the man leaned back in the chair and stopped her black eyes on her face, "Feed me."

This was the first time he saw her since she came into the office.

Sang Wan avoided those black eyes subconsciously, but the two-character command he took for granted was still floating in his ears, and almost didn't ask him, do you have no hands?

Feeding...

"Mr. Lin, I'm not good at..."

"Oh?" The man asked her with a squinting black eyes, "Oh?" The man asked her, "Either I feed you first, and you follow along?"

He feeds her...

When Sang Wan thought of the scene, she felt that her hairs were going to stand up, and she shook her shoulders with a bit of aversion, "I'll feed you, what do you want to eat for the first bite?"

The man closed his eyes, and the uncle threw the two words to her like, "Guess."

Guess your sister!

Sang Wan would have the urge to pick up the rice to buckle his forehead, and instead of asking him for advice, he just picked up the soup bowl, "Mr. Lin, drink soup..."

I don’t know if it’s because I just squeezed my shoulders for too long.

Sang Wan was holding the small soup bowl with some effort and scooping a spoonful of soup, but before he opened his mouth, there was a sudden pain in his wrist, and the faint cramping feeling just now suddenly became stronger. She subconsciously wanted to put the small bowl. Back to the table, but the wrist will not listen to the control at all, only to move, the small bowl has been separated from the palm of the hand——

There is also some hot soup that will be poured on the man's crotch!

In this scene, she looked at the heat spreading from the man's pants, she was really a little...receptive.

With his head blank, the man had a cold face and opened his eyes, "You seem to be very dissatisfied with me?"

Sang Wan's head crashed directly, facing the black eyes, a sharp spirit suddenly appeared in his body, and he quickly bent down, "I, I will clean it for you!"

clean?

"Would you like to ask Baichuan to send you a broom?" Lin Muchen sneered from his throat, and his handsome face was already dark and could not be seen.

"..." Sang Wan received his displeasure and couldn't speak with guilty conscience.

be quiet.

In the silence of two pairs, Lin Muchen stood up suddenly, her height advantage was placed there. Even though Sang Wan stepped on eight-centimeter high heels on her feet, she was still startled by the shadow under his cage. She thought he was going to hit her. He subconsciously made a self-defense action, holding his head in his hands, he has passed directly by her.

The next second, a man's angry voice sounded in the office, "Get here and change my pants!"

"..."

Squeezing shoulders, feeding, now it's... changing pants.

Is he a three-year-old kid who cannot take care of himself?

Sang Wan murmured silently in her heart. Lin Muchen was already standing at the door of the rest room. Seeing that she was not moving, her voice became even more violent, "Should I go over and invite you?"

"..." Sang Wan shrank his shoulders before striding over.

She's so hungry...

Seeing this tossing back and forth, the lunch on the table would be cold.

But there is no way, who told her to lead her life now?

After waiting for Sang Wan to open the door for him, Lin Muchen walked in with his long legs. Sang Wan had the illusion that if she could help him walk, he would definitely not move again.

His lounge is simply a hard-covered bachelor apartment, complete with toilets, cloakrooms, gyms, and even an outdoor swimming pool outside the French windows...

The suits in the cloakroom were all well-matched suits. Sang Wan quickly took a set and said, "Look, how about this suit?"

"Go get another pair of underwear." Lin Muchen sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and dropped it at the corner of his mouth, and ordered directly.

The bowl of soup must get wet inside...

Sang Wan put the suit on the bed, turned around and went to the cloakroom again.

No matter how perfunctorily this time, Sang Wan took everything and put it on the bed, "You can change it, and I will come in and take the soiled clothes and pants to dry cleaning."

"I said I want to change it myself?"

"..." Of course Sang Wan knew that the sentence he yelled at her before entering the office was for him, but...

All of a sudden, the little luck in his heart was gone, and Sang Wan frowned hard, and stepped over in resignation.

"Who is reluctant to pretend to be seen?" Lin Muchen spit out a smoke ring, her eyes full of disdain, "Put soup on my pants, isn't it the moment you waited for?"

"..."

Then he really overestimated her scheming.

Sang Wan was a little weak, "I didn't mean to..."

"It's not important." Lin Muchen didn't want to listen to her explanation. A cigarette was already gone for most of the time. He lost interest and immediately put the rest in the ashtray, "Go ahead."

Isn’t it just a change of pants...

Why did she feel that what he said seemed to be a grand ceremony?

Sang Wan is really hungry now. She just wants to make a quick decision. She hopes that the food will not be cold when she goes out. She bends down and unzips the man's belt. When she took off her pants, she encountered a problem. Sir, leave some of your hips off the sofa, so I can’t take it off."

Hearing the words, Lin Muchen did what he said, but with thin lips, he asked her, "Are you ready to take off now?"

Sang Wan didn't realize the words hidden in those words, so he took off his pants to the end, "Okay."