The CEO's Icy Lover Taming

When Ni Moqiang appears in front of him again, she has regained her usual calmness. She steps forward with confident and elegant steps, just like in the past year and more, approaching slowly.

Ren Jingdong raises his head from the documents and meets her eyes, which are covered by glasses but still bright and clear. The face he saw just now flashes before his eyes. His eyes move slightly, with a hint of exploration, and he squints sharply to size up his secretary.

Ni Moqiang approaches expressionlessly, lowers her eyes, and tries hard not to let her eyes flicker at all. She doesn't want anyone to discover her embarrassment and uneasiness.

"Mr. President, here are the reports you asked for. Manager Zhang will bring the resort project plan to you for review tomorrow morning."

After waiting for three seconds without getting a reply from him, she nods as usual and is about to step back.

Ren Jingdong looks at her and senses the faint panic in her heart, and a mischievous thought suddenly occurs to him.

"Wait!" He suddenly speaks. Ni Moqiang, half - turned, stiffens slightly and slowly turns her head, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

"Is there anything else, Mr. President?"

Ren Jingdong secretly smiles wickedly. He throws the Montblanc pen in his hand on the table, regardless of the fact that he was in a hurry just now. After approving the documents, he was about to go to Dark Rose to meet up with two of his friends.

"Secretary Ni, how long have you been with me?"

Ni Moqiang is taken aback. Alarm bells ring in her mind. She turns around. The setting sun's glow outside the window just shines on her. The red light is like a gorgeous crimson gauze, draping down from her body and scattering a floor of intoxicating brilliance.

She purses her lips, quietly puts the hand beside her body behind her back, and gently clasps them. She says calmly, "One year, six months and three days."

"Oh? You remember so clearly?" Ren Jingdong suddenly laughs. A glimmer of cunning flashes in his deep eyes. He smiles wickedly and says, "Could it be that our Secretary Ni has a crush on me too? Calculating the days we've spent together so precisely?"

With a bang, like a volcanic eruption, shame captures her reason firmly, making her cheeks burn hot. She can even feel that her ears have started to heat up.

That sense of embarrassment and annoyance almost makes her lose control and retort angrily. She secretly clenches her delicate fingers behind her back, takes a deep breath, and secretly rejoices in her heart. Fortunately, the powder on her face is thick enough, so that she doesn't turn as red as a tomato at this moment and is unable to show her face. She looks at him with forced calm. Even though there is still a hint of shyness in her eyes, there is also full of indifference. She reluctantly parts her lips and says, "Hehe! Mr. President really likes to joke. If I really had a crush on the president, I'm afraid I would receive a dismissal notice from the personnel department tomorrow. I'm very satisfied with the treatment at Jinyu. So, I will never lose this job that I rely on for a living."

Everyone in the world knows that Ren Jingdong has a reputation as a playboy. He is called the "Playboy President", rich and amorous. But he also has his own principles, that is, "A rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its burrow." He will never get entangled with his subordinates. It is precisely because of this that she can rest assured and boldly stay by his side as his secretary for more than a year, instead of being like his previous secretaries, who all left their positions in a hurry within less than three months.

Her indifferent response seems to be a perfect answer. Suddenly, it makes Ren Jingdong feel displeased.

What does it mean that she is satisfied with the treatment at Jinyu and will never lose this job? Does it mean that he, as a person, is not as good as her secretary job? When did his market value become so low! Looking at her indifferent little face, for a moment, he has an urge to tear her apart and swallow her.