o his arms and looked down at the little one, "She's my wife, she can only kiss me. You kissing someone else's wife is being a hooligan."The little kid had a stunned expression, his eyes wide open.The..."You pity me" A thought crossed Xiang Wan's mind as his slender fingers gently lifted her chin, gazing into his seductive eyes.

"Well, that's heartbreaking." Xiang Wan didn't hide her feelings, she looked up seriously, "Han Chuan, most of my efforts are because I want to be a wife who can stand beside you. If anything were to happen to you, everything I've done would be meaningless."

As soon as she finished speaking, even He Hanchuan's expression faltered slightly, "You seem a little off today, are you feeling unwell"

A-Wan is someone who's very good at hiding her emotions and rarely expresses them openly. Even after many years of marriage, this was the first time He Hanchuan had heard her pour out so much to him, every word laced with fear of losing him.

"I guess I was being a bit too dramatic today," A-Wa blushed slightly, "It's fine if you don't like it, I won't say it again."

"No." He held her waist tightly, pulling her onto his desk. A surge of joy coursed through him, "Yowan, I love hearing you confess to me. Say it to me every night from now on."

"Can you take back those words now" -Towards the end.

He He Hanchuan's muscles flowed with a smooth line as his arms, like slender pipes, supported her on either side. His body leaned slightly forward, gazing upward at his queen, "Although Jiang Qi Feng isn't worthy enough for me to make a move, since you want to win, then win thoroughly. Let him see just how overconfident he is!"

It seems like being the teacher of one's own wife is also a stimulating and enjoyable experience.

“You really want to teach me” Xiang Wan’s eyes were filled with surprise, “But this would burden you, what if you really got exhausted”

He stared at her rosy lips for a long time, inexplicably feeling his mouth dry. His slender fingers tugged at his tie, "Mrs. He, I'm here to collect tuition. Just call me husband once."

"Honey!" Xiang Wan called him with particular enthusiasm.

He Hanchuan's handsome face was filled with a soft glow, enjoying it immensely as he ordered again, "Call out three more times."

"Honey, honey, honey!" She'd gotten an unexpected bonus from this trip anyway, so she swallowed her anger.

"Good girl." He Hanchuan kissed her red lips heavily, his palm unfaithfully groping along her clothes. His voice was a low, seductive growl, "Baby, why don't you call ten times"

"Get out of my way!" Xiang Wan's face flushed red in anger, shoving the man's chest away and jumping off the table to fasten her buttons. What the hell, did he think this was a game!

All night, Xiang Wan stayed in the office with He Hanchuan, learning how to draft a proposal until late. She personally experienced his meticulousness and perfectionism towards work, understanding why every employee at Heshi Group wouldn't even dare to breathe in front of him.

He even asked for changes in the copywriting's layout, punctuation, and everything else. He claimed it was teaching her, but it felt more like he was doing half the work for her.

Towards Evening believes that if she weren't He Hanchuan's wife, she would have probably been dragged by the collar and thrown out the window long ago.

She saw that He Hanchuan's brow was tightly furrowed, the pressure even exceeding that of an ordinary person. At just eleven o'clock, she forcefully pulled him home to rest. Work could always be done forever, but she only had one husband!

The next day, Xiang Wan was notified to attend an early meeting at the company. She had made an appointment with He Hanchuan to go to the company and learn from him at 3 pm, so she drove to the company.

He Ge hadn't been idle either. The company's vulnerabilities had almost been patched up, and he spent the whole morning working. Among other things, because of the slow work efficiency of employees from various departments, he got very angry and scolded them harshly.

His employees are utterly useless, they can't keep up with him at all!

Knock knock.

Just then, the office door was knocked on.

When He Hanchuan didn't reply, the person outside opened a small gap in the door. Song Yan walked in holding a steaming cup of coffee. She saw He Hanchuan working without looking up, so she boldly walked closer to him.

"Hello, Director He, this document was given to me by the sales department to pass on to you. I made some modifications to it, please take a look." Song Yan handed the document from her arm to her.

"Mmm." He took it, flipping through a few pages before the tension in his handsome features eased, even if he himself hadn't noticed.

After flipping through a few pages, he noticed Song Yan who was still there. Thinking of Helo's dislike for her, his face naturally turned cold. "What are you doing still standing here Get lost!"

At his commanding words, Song Yan's face paled instantly, but after thinking it over carefully, she managed to squeeze out a smile. "Mr. He, why don't you have some coffee first There's also one small thing I'd like to ask of you."

"I don't drink it, take it away!" He Hanchuan's eyes didn't hide his disgust at all. It wasn't the love-heart coffee that Yanan had made, he wasn't interested in drinking it.

But Song Yan seemed oblivious to his displeasure and continued to remind him, "President He, I'm here on behalf of all the employees in the company to request your approval. Recently, everyone has been working overtime for several nights in a row, and they are all exhausted and lacking inspiration. They can't come up with any good solutions, so naturally, their efficiency has slowed down."

As she spoke, He Hanchuan's hand paused slightly on the mouse before continuing to listen.

"Everyone's spirits are pretty tense right now, so I was wondering if you could give everyone a half-day off. There's a new Western restaurant across from the company that just opened, and I heard a lot of colleagues want to try it out." Song Yan asked him cautiously.

And He Hanchuan rarely retorted her. Getting up from his chair, he walked to the window and looked down. He could see that employees from every department were listless, relying on coffee to keep going. Some older employees, because they couldn't keep up with their energy levels, even tied a rope to their heads and the ceiling.

"Spread the word, everyone gets half a day off." He Hanchuan suppressed the rising heat in his chest, his voice carrying an undeniable authority. "Expense report for the restaurant across the street, have them enjoy a good meal, and come back to work with renewed vigor."

"Yes." Song Yan felt a surge of joy, her eyes suddenly brightening.

After receiving the news, she hurriedly informed her colleagues. Upon hearing the announcement, the entire office erupted in cheers and laughter. They embraced each other, their excitement lingering in the air for a long time.

Afternoons are precious time, and everyone rushed to the Western restaurant across the street, leaving only He Hanchuan in the office, studying the latest report.

This set of data is about to be released. Whether it can be repaired depends on what we can do in this time.

"Knock, knock." Song Yan came to the office door with several department managers, inviting him to dinner at a Western restaurant.

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