Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Xiong Miao halted her steps and stiffly turned her head.    

"Come and sit." Zhan Yeling walked to the sofa with his long legs and sat down. He crossed his legs and was casual and lazy.    

Xiong Miao failed to escape, so she could only hold her palm and suppress her nervousness. She obediently sat down.    

Coincidentally, she was sitting at the spot where the sofa was slightly damaged.    

There was only a scratch on the soft skin.    

Such a small mark actually cost her fifty thousand yuan!    

She hadn't even understood her life yet, how could she compensate him with fifty thousand yuan?    

If he used a black pen and shoe oil, could it be fixed?    

She could save fifty thousand yuan.    

Coincidentally, there was a black pen in her bag, and it was oily.    

Xiong Miao took out the black pen and carefully applied it on the scratch marks.    

The sofa was black, and the black pen was also black. It was not easy to lose color.    

Wouldn't it be fine if she covered it?    

"What are you doing!?"    

Xiong Miao was shocked by the imposing voice and looked up at Zhan Yeling's eyes that were covered in ice.    

For a moment, she was so embarrassed that she had no place to put her hands. She laughed dryly and said, "Well, I saw that your leather sofa was scratched by some naughty kid. I thought I could fix it for you."    

"How did you know that it was scratched by a child?" He asked.    

Xiong Miao's heart skipped a beat.    

It was over. She felt guilty and almost exposed that she was the mother of the child.    

"Before I came in, I heard from the secretary that a child broke into the CEO's office. He even damaged his property. I happened to see the sofa broken. It should be the child who broke it. " Xiong Miao's eyes rolled around and instantly found a reasonable reason.    

"No matter. We have already asked the other party's parents to compensate us." Zhan Yeling looked casual in his clothes.    

"Is that so? It's good that it's settled."    

Xiong Miao was grinding her teeth in her heart, Yaya, you said it so easily! Fifty thousand yuan, how much work do I have to do to earn it back!    

Fight skin peeling, fight petty, fight night dogs!    

Xiong Miao scolded the handsome man in front of her thousands of times in her heart, and maintained a proper professional smile on her face.    

"You work very hard. In order to reward you, you can make a condition." Zhan Yeling held the coffee and took a sip.    

Even the way he drank the coffee was so elegant and noble that it made people speechless.    

"Any conditions are okay?" This was a work reward. Xiong Miao naturally would not be foolish enough to refuse.    

It was not easy to pluck the fur from the skin.    

"I..."    

"Any condition other than money."    

Xiong Miao was just about to ask for the prize money when he said this sentence which forcefully stifled her words.    

Other than money, she did not lack anything else.    

If she could not ask for money, then what conditions did she have to make?    

As expected, it wasn't that easy to take advantage of the situation.    

"I haven't thought about it for the time being. I'll tell Director Zhan after I've thought about it, alright?" Xiong Miao said.    

"Of course." Zhan Yeling put down the coffee cup and smiled.    

He was already pretty, but with this smile, he looked even more attractive.    

Xiong Miao's eyes almost blurred when she saw this, and her little heart could not help but beat wildly.    

She was also a normal woman. How could she not have any reaction when her beauty was in front of her?    

She could still be considered calm. If Su Mumu saw Zhan Yeling smiling at her like a monster, she would definitely scream and might even throw him down on the spot.