The secretary looked at Aman.

"President, then..."

Aman did not pay attention to this little thing. "It's up to you."

As a result, Aman's office was replaced with a few pots of green plants, and 'Long herbal flower shop' lost the opportunity to send flowers often...

Aman knew that Chloe liked flowers. Every few days, she would send flowers to Chloe.

The secretary asked again, "Then President, what kind of flower do you order this time?"

Aman looked up at Chloe in his office. "Isn't she here? Ask yourself?"

"Oh, then Young Madam..."

"Whatever." Chloe also said, "Buy a bunch of orchid and make a sound of happiness. The flower language is also very good."

"Oh, okay." The secretary pushed the glasses on his face and immediately wrote it down. "I'll order it right away."

"By the way," Chloe added, "If you send flowers in the future, don't bother the people in the flower shop. They have a lot of business, and they are also very busy. You can send them to the front desk and send them to you from the front desk."

"Okay, Young Madam."

The secret immediately bore this in mind.

Chloe sighed with satisfaction.

Now, even if he came to the Emperor Group, he would not be able to see Aman.

She was not afraid of her president's affair, but because she was worried that there would be a mad bee and a butterfly outside. She wanted to protect Aman.

One day when Kate was sleeping in Aman's office, Aman picked up an internal telephone. "What's the matter?"

"President, the bodyguard on the other side of the flower shop came over and called. There is something about Miss Nangong... Would you like to hear it?" John said on the phone.

After Aman put down the phone, he came out of his luxurious office and gently closed the door, but did not wake Chloe up.

John waited outside the president's office and made a special call to call Aman out.

Since Chloe often came to Emperor Club in the past few days, all the people who were concerned with Nangong cardong and other notable young ladies had called Aman for dinner, the birthday invitation, some actresses' arrival... John and the secretary didn't need to inquire about Aman and refused directly.

Because with Aman's status, no matter whether he was married or not, there were a lot of women who were looking for him.

"What's wrong?" Aman came out of the office with his eyebrows closed, and there was a trace of annoyance in his eyes.

How could he not know the little bit of thought that Chloe stayed in his office? He was afraid that Chloe would be jealous when she heard the news that some notable socialites and actresses came to him. "It's not a big deal, but it's a little unusual." John said, "Miss Nangong's bodyguard said that the house where the flower shop owner lived for Miss Nangong was bought by someone. Miss Nangong is now looking for a place to live outside... She has no place to live now."

As a noble's daughter, she could not bear to see such a thing happen.

When the secretary saw Aman frowning, she said, "Although you have said that if Miss Nangong is in trouble again, you can ask someone to send her back directly... But now, she is not in trouble, just a little bit difficult. Don't say that she is your previous fiancee, the lady of the Nangong family. Even if she is just an acquaintance, even if she does not help, she will not be happy with the favor."

Aman glanced at him. "What do you want to say?"

John did not want to trigger a deeper conflict between the Emperor family and the Nangong family because Aman was too cold hearted about Nangong Gong matter.

"President, I'm just making a suggestion." glanced at the office behind Aman. "There are other houses under your name. Now, Miss Nangong can be arranged in the castle of Emperor and the temporary residence of Aman... As long as you don't disturb the young husband on this matter."

Then he immediately said, "Maybe Miss Nangong will go back by herself after a while."

Aman said coldly, "Let Chloe know that I hid a mistress behind her back?"

"... As long as Young Madam doesn't know."

"Didn't you see that she is now coming to the company to keep an eye on us?" Aman said. If Chloe knew about this, it would be great. "Then..."

"Don't say that." Aman said, "I promised Chloe that I won't do it again. Even if I help her again, I won't hide it from her."

"Then what should we do now?" John said, "If Miss Nangong can't replace a house today, she probably has no place to live at night. She doesn't have much money. The salary of the flower shop is not high. With the rental apartment or other rented houses in the ring of Zayn, it's impossible for her to afford the rent."

Aman was annoyed.

Nangong cardong body was made of a thousand pieces of gold, and the Nangong family was a American noble in Italian. For them, how could there be such a day when they lacked money? However, his former fiancee, Miss Nangong, was going to run away from home, and she didn't want to go back... As a result, there was no place for them to live now.

It was not good that he was in charge of it, it was not good whether he did it or not.

"John." Aman looked over. "Aren't you living alone?"

John was shocked and quickly lowered her head. "President, don't hurt me. Miss Nangong is a person of high status. How can she live in my place? Besides, it is not convenient to be alone."

No matter what Miss Nangong said, she was President former fiancee. How could he dare to take her back to his room?

Aman looked at his secretary's refusal, and his eyes were cold.

"President, don't look at me like that." John sighed and said, "You'd better make a decision as soon as possible. If the news that Miss Nangong has arrived here is spread to the Emperor Family, the Emperor Family will definitely not sit by and do nothing."

"Let's wait and see," Aman said in a deep voice.

"How... how to arrange Miss Nangong tonight?" asked John.

"Take her to the hotel first. You have to ask me about this kind of thing?"

"Yes."

John, who was standing behind him, bowed.

When Aman returned to the office, his eyebrows were still propped together.

Now, he hoped that would be taken back by the Nangong family.

On the other side of the sofa, Chloe turned over, rubbed her eyes and woke up. "Aman, what time is it? Can we go back?"

"It's still early." Aman looked at the time on the table. "Why don't you go back first?"

"No, I'll wait for you." Chloe took the suit jacket off her body.

Aman walked in front of her with steady steps. Chloe saw that his face was a little complicated, and she didn't know what he was thinking about.

Chloe blinked her eyes. Did the company's affairs bother him?

As a wife.

She felt that she had the obligation to make her husband happy.

When Aman was flipping through a document, a shadow came in front of him.

Aman turned around and saw Chloe holding her beautiful face. She approached his desk and looked at him with her eyes blinking. "Mr. President, what can I do for you?" Aman slightly squinted.

She smiled and said in a flirtatious tone.

Seeing this seductive little thing, Aman's lips slowly curled up. "You, I'll eat slowly tonight. Let's drink coffee now."

"Yes, Mr. President."

Chloe made a gesture of respect and hurried to help him make coffee.

Looking at her back, Aman smiled.

After a while, Chloe came back with Aman's coffee. She stood in front of him with her hands clasped behind her back and said, "Mr. President, there is no sugar. Please!" During the time when Chloe was making coffee, Aman had already approved the documents as fast as he could and replied to several international messages...

He picked up the cup of coffee and said, "You're fine. It's not bad to serve me at the company every day!"

"It depends on what President said." Chloe stroked her hair and laughed. "It's not just a company. I serve you every night at home. I'm a qualified wife."

"If it doesn't work, I need to test it."

After Aman drank the cup of coffee, he picked up Chloe horizontally and went directly to the rest room in the office.

Chloe was shocked. "Hey, hey, hey, didn't I say that I'll wait for dinner slowly at night?"

"I changed my mind."

Chloe had never thought that she had dug a trap for herself.

However, as long as Aman was in a good mood, she was also willing to cooperate.

In the afternoon, in the beginning of the golden Rolls-Royce City, the cars of four or five bodyguards behind followed him back to the Shallow Bay.

In the Rolls-Royce car, through the curtain, Aman held Chloe and kissed her.

"Squeak-"

The Rolls-Royce suddenly stopped.

"Ah!"

Chloe's teeth had a close collision with Aman's. Her teeth reached her lips, and she was so painful that she gasped.

"What's wrong?" Aman frowned and asked the driver in front of him. There was cold anger hidden in his voice.

"President... might have bumped into someone."

The driver's voice was a little shaky.

It was not because he had rushed to stop the car and angered Aman, but because he had bumped into someone.

Sitting on Aman's legs, Chloe slowly turned back...

Aman's face did not change. "Let's go down and have a look."

"Yes."

The driver got off immediately.

Chloe looked at Aman. "... Your car hit someone. Aren't you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous." Aman's voice was calm. "My driver must have some problems with his driving skills. He must be someone who rushed to the road without following the traffic rules. Give me some money and send him to the hospital. That's all."

There was no way to survive by making trouble with him!

At this time, the sky was already dark. After the driver got off the car, the bodyguards in the cars behind also got off.

In front of the Rolls-Royce car, a woman wearing an apron of a flower shop fell to the ground, and the blood on her arm was gradually falling on Man...

The bodyguard immediately went up to check.

After seeing her face clearly, the driver immediately returned to the side of the car and knocked on the window of Amqn side. "President."

Aman rolled down the window and said, "Just send her to the hospital."

"No..." The driver glanced at Chloe, who was in the car, and said nervously, "President, it's Miss Nangong..."

Aman frowned. "What?"

Chloe felt that there was an unknown darkness in her mind.

She gritted her teeth and immediately opened the door and got off the car.

Aman narrowed his eyes. As he got off the car, he said, "What's going on? Why is Nangong cardong here? How is the situation?"

"You still have consciousness. According to your mood, your hand is injured." The driver lowered his head and said.

In front of them, the bodyguards helped Nangong cardong up. Nangong cardong frowned slightly and his face was pale. Her injured arm was bleeding again... A bodyguard called the ambulance beside him.

"I'm fine." She said in a low voice.

In the dark sky, she couldn't bear to see her expression. Her body was teetering and teetering.

Chloe looked at her and didn't go forward. She just clenched her teeth.

Sure enough...

She didn't know how to leave.

When Aman saw that Nangong cardong was injured again, he clenched his hands and called beside him. "Aman, what's going on? Didn't you ask Nangong cardong to send him to the hotel... Damn it, she is now lying in front of my car. Where have you been?"

"President, I took people to the flower shop to replace Miss Nangong after work." On the phone, John said anxiously, "But the flower shop said that she went out to deliver flowers and hasn't come back yet. Did President car hit her?"

How could it be so coincidental?

He happened to be hit by his car!

Amam's face was dark, and he finally said," John, I'll settle this matter with you tomorrow!"

That evening, Aman sent Nangong cardong to the hospital again.

Outside the operating room, Chloe did not speak.

Aman answered the phone next to him. He didn't know who called him or what news he had brought. His expression was very serious, but he didn't reply. He just listened to it all the time, and finally said, "Got

it..."

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